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A sigh slipped from the fox as she stepped out of her car. Ears perking as she scanned the lot again. Looked like any parking lot in any given resort. Cars ranging in price sat inside of a fence. Shielded from the main road and watched over by the eagle-eyed security. Hard to believe she was back here after what had happened last time she set foot in this place.

To be completely fair, what happened last time was also exactly why she was back here. Cheeks flushed hot as she remembered everything that went down at her last visit to The Ranch. Sure that thing with the other fox had been... fun, but it wasn't at all what she'd expected. Kat, or whatever her real name was, had apologized six ways from Sunday about that. Said that they sometimes get things wrong in their planning metrics. Cindy did have fun with it, but it was still a little shocking to be made to think that they were somehow putting her into heat then having a male breed her.

In an effort to make up for the 'bad experience' they offered her a discount on her next visit. An offer that she was more than happy to take them up on. Still wasn't about to let them know how much fun it was overall though. Might encourage them to try again.

She knew better than to pack a bunch of stuff like last time. All she needed was her phone and car keys. Both those went into a simple pack that she slung over her shoulder before she started down the path. Tail swaying behind her with each step as she hummed to herself. Only took a few steps before she found herself wondering what they had planned for her this time.

Cindy didn't make it too far down the path before encountering a familiar face. Kat, her handler from the last visit, glanced up from her tablet with a hint of surprise on her face. "Cindy, what a pleasure to see you again!"

The cat flashed a smile and stopped. Planting a hand on her hip and looking over the fox with a critical eye. Once again, the Siamese was the picture of perfection. A blouse left just barely opened to show off a hint of cleavage. Slacks draped easily on her frame. Even her hiking boots seemed elevated to high fashion just because it was this woman that was wearing them. Cindy wished she was as cool and confident as the feline was. Although if she was, maybe she wouldn't be the one coming here to be tied up and treated like she wanted?

A smooth purr rolled up Kat's throat, "Had gotten a call that you'd arrived, was on my way to collect you." She flashed a quick smile, "Nice to see that I don't have to drag you back down the path like last time." The tease brought a blush to the fox's cheeks. "Shall we?" she turned and waved down the path.

Cindy quickly fell into stride beside her handler. Was Kat still her handler? Was that the proper term for what was going on here? Would liaison be better? Did it matter? Her mind was already spinning.

"I see you packed lighter this time," Kat's brisk step keeping the foxtaur from having to slow down. She cast a quick glance and smiled, "Be honest, I was half-expecting you to show up with some of your own gear this time."

Ears shot up, "You can do that?" Only for her cheeks to immediately blaze with embarrassment as her ears snapped flat. "I mean...I wouldn't even know the first time about where to buy any of that, how much it costs, how to get it fitted..." Remembering some of what she'd been through last time she was here, that only made her blush that much brighter.

A finger brushed her lips, "Shh. I was only kidding." Kat flashed a quick smile, "Getting a set of your own gear can be intimidating. As can finding a good maker to craft up a set." Her nose crinkled ever so slightly, "Get someone that cuts corners and next thing you know, the dye is coming off,

something is pinching, stitching falls apart, and hundreds of dollars is out the window." She dismissed it with a hand wave, "Some people do come here with custom gear. Most are perfectly happy to come with what we provide. Which is why we have staff on hand just to craft and maintain. Everything brought in is inspected. We have standards to uphold after all."

Cindy listened to everything with interest. Ears twitching back as the minor speech ended. "So... um..." she glanced over at the tablet, "What's all planned for the weekend?"

Kat's lips twisted into a sly smile, "Well that's the surprise isn't it? Or would you want to know about our plans to see if anything is off limits." Out came that tablet, a couple taps bringing up a program, "I have a lot of options for you that you might enjoy, forgoing what we ended with last time."

Damn her for offering up choices, or at least the illusion of choice. Cindy narrowed her eyes at Kat a bit as she thought. Utterly unreadable though. There wasn't going to be a single hint of what was planned. Not until they were already doing it. Damn that sexy kitty. "We've updated my No's haven't we?" A nod. Cindy heaving a sigh since she wasn't getting more out of the cat. "Well then I trust what you have planned." She guessed.

Whiskers twitched with a smile. "Well I can assure you there won't be any arousal drugs or madcap races to the stables." The barest hint of a twitch shook her ear. "Although, I do feel inclined to ask if you would like me to ride you all the way to the stables. I do recall you enjoyed that."

Damn her to hell. Even that quick mention was enough to make her cheeks burn bright under her fur. Cindy wanted to play it cool and suave, but she felt her stomach flutter and words shake. Memory of feeling the cat perched on her back, body rubbing against hers, feeling the other female's breath on her neck. "Yeah, would be fun to do that again."

Without missing a step, Kat easily swung herself up and onto Cindy's back. The fox grunted softly as the weight settled up close. Ears pinned back as the feline wiggled and got settled in. It'd been a few months since she was here last and it might be her memory, but Kat felt heavier.

Cheeks flushed as she kept her mouth shut. She knew what it was like to have someone mention her build. She let out a quiet huff of her own and laid her ears back, keeping her pace up as the feline settled in and draped an arm around her body. "Feels like you've been practicing your stride, nice and steady now." Lips brushed her ear as the feline spoke, her voice nice and soft. Cindy did her best to keep from shivering as the hands swept along her midriff. Just idly combing as Kat pressed against her spine, "Have you been practicing while you were away?"

Her breath was starting to come in quicker pants now. Holy fuck, it wasn't taking much to get her worked up. Kat's gentle touches evoking memories of her last visit here. "Uhhaa, yeah." She tried to laugh it off, but her voice was already starting to shake. "A bit. You know, put a glass of water on a tray and try to walk with out spilling. Things like thaAA!" A noise was ripped free, equal parts gasp and yelp.

A devious purr pressed against her neck, "Sorry, did I distract you?" Teeth brushed her neck in a gentle kiss. Kat's hand had slipped under her top and right to her breast, "Although you did surprise me with not wearing a bra, such a power move." Slender fingers whispered over a nipple, "Do continue."

It was getting hard. Not just her nipple, but trying to even focus as the skilled feline toyed with her. Cindy licked her lips, "You can guess the rest. Just walking around, trying not to spill anything." The very tips of her claws pricked at the vixen's flesh. She had to bite her lip to keep from moaning. "Once I got used to it, I started moving faster." To demonstrate, she began to stretch out her legs into a trot. Doing her best to keep from jostling. Didn't want an impromptu nipple piercing.

Kat wasn't going to focus her attention on just one teat. No sooner had she gotten one nice and hard than she switched hands. Tracing the underside of a breast as she began to play with the fox's left nipple. A pleased purr rolling against Cindy's ear, "Very good job. If I didn't have your schedule planned out, I'd see about arranging a showing for you." She trailed off for a moment as she thought. Finger pad pressing into the nipple with a quiet hum. "Might have something..." The feline shifted behind her with a quiet hum and a click of her tongue. Will check the schedule after we get you checked in."

Cindy found herself blinking in surprise, not having realized that they were almost upon the barn. "I swear that walk was longer."

Weight shifted as the feline dismounted smoothly. Letting out a quiet oof as she landed. "It always seems far longer heading out, believe me." A quick smile was flashed her way, "And last time we were in such a rush to get here that we couldn't enjoy the walk." Cindy's head lifted as that tail brushed her chin. Kat's hips swaying with each step as she strode through the door. "Nan, I got us a stray!"

"What have I told you about bringing those home, Girl?" A hoof stomped in the distance, the pair following the sound. Nan lay against the counter of her store room, a grin plastered on her lips. "You keep bringing them home and then leaving me to take care of them all."

The goat was older than either of them, easily in her middle years, graying hair proudly on display with some streaks of color dyed in there as well. The whole thing allowed to grow a touch long, but pulled back into a working hairstyle at the moment. She wore that kind of easy smile that only someone who enjoyed what and where they were in life seemed to have. Her flannel had the sleeves rolled up to show off toned muscle, and enough buttons undone to almost let her come spilling out. "Hey there, Midnight. Afraid you weren't gonna come back." She winked, "Knew you couldn't stay away though."

Kat leaned against the other side of the counter, "Uh huh, and what's the pool say?" Her grin was the very definition of the cat that ate the canary.

Nan's smile wilted. The goat shooting Kat one of The Looks as she reached into her top and pulled out a wad of cash. The Siamese held her hand out with a liting purr, "Okay, so maybe I wasn't entire confident," the goat admitted as she handed over the wad of cash. "But I didn't doubt you'd be back."

Taking her funds, Kat slipped them into a pocket. "She was betting against you coming back this year." A quick laugh, "Your reaction kind of threw us all for a loop there."

Cindy's cheeks flushed hot, remembering just how she'd exploded at the group last time. She laughed nervously, "I might have gone a little overboard there..." Foot scuffed at the ground. "I might have over-reacted there if I'm completely honest."

Nan waved a hand, "It happens. You were pretty hot about the entire thing, but with what they gave you? Completely understandable."

Kat cleared her throat, "Yes, working with taurs is a little more art than science. Body sizes, species differences, so many things to worry about." She laughed, "It tends to enhance a lot of things, as you found out." Yeah, it had been pretty amazing, but she'd been worried after when she came to her senses. Had said some things she didn't mean to, but she'd said her apologies to Kat about everything. Kat even went the extra mile to come out to where Cindy lived and have a nice meal with her, talking it all out. They came to a compromise that yes, while it had fallen into Cindy's fetishes, some advance warning would have been nice. And no aphrodisiacs either.

"Well, if you two are all good then I guess it's on to us." Her smile returned in full force, the goat tapping her fingers on the counter. "Do you want to lay it out here or come inside when you strip down?" Something thumped in the supply room, "Already got your box pulled and ready to go." Eyes darted over the taur, "Nice to see you didn't pack as much this time."

As if the nipple tease hadn't been bad enough, now she had this to deal with? If she blushed any harder, then her fur would start to singe. Might as well get started with everything though. "I guess out here," she laughed, "get it out of the way right off."

Nan flashed a grin, "Well then why not strip on down?" Finger tapping against the counter as she waited, "Got nothing we haven't seen before."

Far too true. Didn't meant that she wasn't flushed with embarrassment as she stripped off her shirt. Breasts bouncing free, exposed once against to the world. The ladies weren't going to stand around either. Kat already stripping the coverings off her lower half. She had to get used to having someone touching and handling her again, so she wasn't going to say anything about it.

Well, nothing aside from the squeak as a hand brushed over her labia. Ears fell back and the vixen bit her lip to keep from calling out as she piled her things on the counter. Not much this time. Change of clothes, her phone, and what she wore coming in.

Those were all shoved into a base and put on a shelf behind the goat. "Alright, now we get to the next part." Cindy was already pulling back her hair, expecting to have the collar put back into place. Nan instead dropped a pair of brushed onto the counter. "You've got a lot of hair and we don't have all day, so we'd better get started."

She squirmed at the thought of being groomed, "I'd just showered before I left to come here."

Kat's hand came down on her rear with a smack, "Doesn't matter, you're getting groomed before we let you loose into the stables." The feline had a wide smile on her face, "And you don't have a say in it, clean or otherwise, Midnight." Moving alongside the vixen, she brushed a finger under Cindy's jaw, "Now come along before we get the bridle."

Fuck that cat for making her want her so much. Damn her sexy-ass. Cindy bit her bottom lip and followed along behind, tail swaying with each step as she was lead into a more open area. Eyes locked on the feline before her. Ears twitching at the sound of Nan's hooves tapping along behind them. Her tail tucking down a bit to cover her privates. Even after spending so much time strutting around naked last time, it was still embarrassing.

Not that either of the other ladies were going to give her a chance to languish. Marching her into the main area of the stable, they lead her right to a grooming station and stopped. "Right here, and don't fidget too much or we'll have to get the harness out," Kat flashed a smile as she circled to the station.

Picking up a brush, she got right to work on grooming the fox. Her touch was quick and light. That thick brush whispering through her pelt. Never hard enough to hurt, just enough to almost make her purr. Eyes closing as she leaned into the touch. She only had to wait a moment before Nan joined in. The goat's motions a little rougher, quicker, but the steady motion of someone who had done this more times than there were stars in the sky.

She let sighs whisper up her throat as she angled her head back. Those brushed felt good in the skilled hands. Pleased noises cutting off slightly as the hands roamed her front, just under her breasts, and down her flank and rear.

"She really is clean and well groomed isn't she?" Kat's voice called over her back. "Well behaved too, hasn't tried to skirt away."

Nan's voice came down lower, the goat's hand brushing her belly fur. "Oh she is. Could possibly do with a little more weight on her. She is a lovely mount though." A hand came down on her backside without warning, making the vixen yelp and yelp. Cheeks flushing bright as the hand stayed there to knead her backside. "Pretty obedient too." Eyes shooting wide as the calloused fingers brushed over her pussy. "Need to be careful that Bae doesn't get her hands on this one."

A quiet groan, "Oh she'd break the dear." She could hear the smile in the voice, "Would be interesting to watch maybe."

Who was this Bae they were talking about? Cindy's mind raced as she tried to remember more details about the last time. Nothing was coming to mind though. Was she a guest? Some member of staff that the vixen hadn't met last time? Possibilities were endless and it was getting harder to focus since the old goat was teasing her as she spoke. Using just the very tips of her fingers to rub the foxtaur's lips.

Cindy counted her lucky stars that she didn't have to endure it long. The pair starting to fit her for the weekend. The collar was a strangely comforting weight around her neck. Getting fitted and tugged a couple times. "Not too tight?" Kat asked, looking her right in the eyes.

She shook her head, "No, I..." eyes snapped wide as the feline pulled her head down and kissed her. Forcing that rougher tongue of hers into the vulpine's open mouth. A purring growl was pressed out as Cindy stood there, mouth agape and shocked at the other lady. The hand on the back of her head not letting her pull away even if she wanted. One of Kat's hands roaming up her front slowly.

Breaking the kiss, Kat stepped back with a smirk. "How's her measurements looking out?" She didn't let go of Cindy's head yet. Her cheek pressed to the vixen's as her hand roamed over one of the bare breasts idly.

Nan had busied herself with untangling this mess of leather straps. Cindy tried to look back as buckles jangled, but the hand on her head wouldn't let her. "I am going to kick Bae's ass for storing it up like this. If I told her once, I've told her a thousand time..."

"Told me what?"

Kat released her head, letting Cindy turn to look at this newcomer. It was a donkey jenny, wearing a broad smile, a straw hat, a pair of shorts that were practically underwear, and nothing else. Bare breasts swaying with each step, dark nipples sporting bright silver rings. She was a touch taller than Kat, which put her nearly a head taller than Nan, body showing good muscle tone.

A frustrated bleat came from the goat, "Every time you put away harnesses they come out a mess! I keep telling you to get them stored up properly..." Bae strolled over to where the goat was holding a pile of leather. After a quick look, she grabbed something and pulled, the entire mess falling out neatly. Teeth clicking shut as the older female glared at her.

Tall ears stood up as she smiled, "That better? Told you, it's all in the wrist, Nanny goat." Her tone was light and playful, but with that hint of challenge to it that made Cindy think of some cocky know-it-all teen rather than a professional.

Nan heaved a sigh, "Kat, might I have just a moment to take care of this?" Her eyes were narrowing dangerously at Bae, whose grin had only seemed to widen.

Kat waved her hand, "Have at it. Cindy might want to watch too." There was something in her voice that made the vixen that much more curious. "Just make it quick though because I want to get her in harness and ready for her first activity."

Brow arched, "That's not for..." she checked her watch, "A full hour. So we've got time, especially once Bae decides to stop being a brat. Speaking of," she turned to the younger female, "you know the routine."

The donkey heaved a sigh, "It's a perfectly good way to store things and it's not at all tangled." Despite her protests, she was already pushing those shorts down and bending over. Revealing a pert rump and dark pussy lips sporting several more piercings. Feet stepped apart as she braced hands on the grooming table, hiking her rear and tail. Bae caught Cindy's eye and winked. Both with her eye and her pussy. The latter making the vixen's ears pin back with a flush.

Nan moved beside the jenny, grabbing her tail with one hand and lifting it up. Still holding the brush in her hand, she brought her hand down with a sharp smack. Bae gasped, head dropping and rear bucking back. The goat uttered something that sounded like a growl and brought her hand down again.

Each smack was met with a gasp and a buck from the jenny, her pussy lips swelling and winking harder. Juices dripping down her thighs and onto the floor within seconds. The goat grunting, "How many times do I have to tell you how to put things away before you learn?" Each smack sounding nice and loud, leaving the jenny gasping, tongue hanging from her mouth as she shook. "I am..." she dropped the brush and shoved several fingers into that winking pussy. "THE BOSS!"

Bae's head dropped as she let out a braying squeal. Hips jerking up and back with the throws of her climax. Mouth hanging open, drool running from her lips as her entire body shook with the orgasm the goat continued to coax from her.

Nan's fingers slowed steadily, taking a long moment to allow the jenny to start to cool down. Bae just laying her cheek on the counter, hips still bucking with the lighter teases. Cindy was biting her bottom lip as she watched, doing her best not to just squirm as she watched the show. It was a few minutes before Nan pulled her hand away and gave that rear a stroke, "We good?"

A giggle bubbled up, "Very good." With her ass practically glowing red the jenny pulled those shorts up, ignoring how wet she still was. Turning, she skipped over, "So, gotta get her ready for a cart?" Ears perked and she angled her head, "Sure she can handle it? Seems a bit scrawny to me."

Kat purred low in her throat, "Oh we're certain that Midnight can handle a simple cart pull. More interested if she can handle what Jeb has in store for her tomorrow."

Cindy's ears jumped at the mention of Jeb. She remembered him well from last time. The draft horse was large enough he had to duck through normal doors, and looked like he was built along the lines of a bunker. What on earth would they be having her do with him? They had mentioned a cart pull this evening, maybe they'd have her helping him out? Her tugging something around instead of him using his trusty old farm truck?

She didn't have a lot of time to think about it. Not when Bae moved to drop the harness over her back. The jenny moving with quick, expert motions despite the legendary spanking she'd just endured. Cindy glanced back at the jenny and those damp shorts of hers.

Bae caught the look and flashed a smile. "Oh, I've heard about you!" This close, Cindy spotted yet another piercing, a rather proud stud, as it flashed on the jenny's tongue. "Was out on vacation when you were here last time." Moving up Cindy's side, she started to let her hand roam over the vixen's front. "I heard you were a naughty girl after you had your fun. Made my KitKat upset about it..."

A light swat from the feline made the jenny back off with a grin. "Bae, don't torture her. We've got it all worked out with no hard feelings."

The jenny breathed out a quiet snort, "Well if no hard feelings," that grin returned as she helped Kat fit Cindy with a chest harness. "I'm Braybae, but everyone just calls me Bae." She was quick about putting the harness into place. Tucking straps around Cindy's breasts, back, belly, and hooking it to the body harness. "I'm a full on brat and Nan's assistant. I can also make anyone here howl with pleasure in under five minutes or your money back."

Cindy's eyes widened slightly, "A-anyone?" There was something about the way she made that claim that screamed complete confidence.

Bae leaned in and whispered, "My record is thirty seconds." Thick fingers traced Cindy's breast before pinching a nipple, "Wanna see if we can beat that record, Sugarpie?"Her nails were neatly trimmed, but they still dug in just right as she pinched. The vixen whimpered slightly as the jenny's fingers teased, "Been a while since I got to work with a cute taur girl."

Kat's voice came out as a lower growl, "Bae..."

Hands lifted and that smile returned, "Okay, okay. Hands off the cutie until after the cart run, I got it." She flashed a grin and ran her tongue over her lips slowly. "Means I get to help her unwind later. Unless she's off limits that is."

A little growl, "We haven't decided yet. Hand me the head gear?" Head gear? Cindy was about to ask what they were planning when Kat lifted something that looked very much like a muzzle. Before Cindy could open her mouth to ask, the muzzle was slipped into place and she found Kat leaning against her as she fitted the muzzle into place. "Don't worry," her handler whispered into her ear, "We'll have a way set up for you to use a safe word just in case."

She planted a kiss on Cindy's cheek before securing the muzzle. Kat leaned back and took a mask from Bae. A mask which looked very much like a leather horse's head, with blinders fitted in it already, and holes cut for her ears. Kat lifted the hood and arched a brow in silent question.

Cindy surprised herself by nodding that it was okay. Her heart racing as the mask was slipped into place. Breathes coming faster as her vision was cut down, making it where she could only look straight ahead. The three ladies chatting as they moved around her, continuing the task of getting her ready for whatever this cart ride was.

She tried to follow, but with the mask on, there was only so much she could see. Especially when a couple twists earned her a smack off the rear and a stern, "Hold still or we might mess up." From one person or another.

Once the harnesses were secured and checked, the feline moved in front of her again. "Left arm," came the stern command. Cindy holding her arm out, watching as a sleeve was slipped over it. "Make a fist so I can get it all the way on. Good girl. Now right." Cindy did as she was told, finding something like a handle in this glove. "Got a hold on the grip?" She nodded. "Good, if you give it a good squeeze it'll let us know you need out." Cindy gave it a test squeeze. "It won't work yet, we haven't got it hooked up."

Well now she felt stupid.

Bae stepped into her field of view with a massive grin, "About ready to get her hooked up, just gotta attach the reins. Can I, Kitkat, Please?" Eyes rolled, but the feline stepped out of the way. Bae let out a happy bray and stepped in, "I get to play some."

She couldn't worry too much about what the jenny had in mind for playing. Not when her head dropped and those velvety lips immediately latched onto Cindy's nipple. The vixen gasped, trying not to jump as flat teeth closed around her teat. Bae alternated between suckling and biting. Letting the smooth metal of her stud dance over the teat before engulfing a fair bit of the breast in her mouth. Mouth vibrating with a pleased hum as her eyes shut.

The vixen was shaking as the tongue pressed to her teat, then let it spring back up. Bae drawing back with a quiet gasp. Attention shifting to the other breast. A shiver raced through the taur's body as cool air washed over her nipple, bringing it even further to attention. Something pressed to her nipple then pinched, the pressure staying as Bae repeated the attention to her other breast.

By the time the jenny was done, Cindy was panting and her head was reeling. More than that, she was now sporting a pair of odd clamps on her nipples. Each one fashioned to a thin cord that fed through her harness and down her back. Bae sat up with that smile of hers, "Looks good, wouldn't you say?"

"Very," Kat started, reaching out to gently grip the reins. "Come along, Midnight." A gentle tug made the clamps pinch at her nipples. Cindy letting out a muffled yelp, more surprise than anything else, but quickly moved to do as she was told. This was certainly new and ti was exciting. Each step making the straps pull and rub against her body in new ways. Especially the softer straps that were wrapped around her haunches, very nearly brushing her labia with each step. She was already panting and they hadn't really done anything yet.

Kat lead her outside of the stables and around to a coach house. A cart was pulled up outside, not a huge affair, but certainly large enough for a couple people to ride on the bench up front, or to lay down in the back. All it took was one look and the vixen began to doubt if she'd be able to tow the thing. She was a runner, not exactly someone big and beefy.

She didn't have the chance to hesitate before a tug pulled at her nipples again, "Don't worry," Kat tossed over her shoulder. The Siamese' voice just loud enough for her to hear, "Wouldn't put you in something I didn't know for sure you couldn't handle."

Cindy swallowed hesitating a second. No, Kat was right. They'd talked and discussed a lot, Kat laying out even more of the rules for how things were going to be handled. She had to trust that the feline knew what she was doing. Kat had promised to stop whatever was going on the instant Cindy wasn't comfortable with it. She'd gone on about how important trust was.

Taking a breath, she let herself be lead towards the kart. Kat turning to back her up towards the cart. Nan and Bae moving around to secure the cart to her harnesses. Weight settling onto her back as they hooked everything up. "Arms," Kat said. Cindy following what the feline wanted, watching as they were strapped to the cart's poles as well. Something plugged into one glove. "Alright, squeeze?" She did, a bell sounding from behind her. "Good. If you need anything, just give squeeze and we'll count that as a safe word." Kat flashed a smile and brushed her neck with a finger, "Now be a good girl and wait."

Her cheeks were burning as she heard people moving about. Doing her best to stay perfectly still as people ambled past just outside her field of view. It was only when she tried to move her tail that she discovered it had been bound. Likely Nan or Kat doing something while she was distracted by Bae. It wasn't pulled painfully, but it made her keenly aware that her privates were on full display to anyone that cared to look. Which she was certainly everyone was looking. She could feel their eyes on her, staring, judging... well not judging. Oogling? There had to be some oogling going on for sure. How long would it be before someone like Bae came over and decided for some play time before Kat came back?

Cindy's breathing began to pick up, excitement mixing with fear. Was someone going to come up behind her again? Have a repeat of last time with Amadeus? Her bound and helpless as they just ravage her without her say so in the matter? Memories of being bound in that stall, held there as the other foxtaur mounted and rutted her with wild abandon flashed through her mind. Pleasurable shivers racing through her body, fear twisting and twirling throughout. Her hand began to squeeze the grip.

Wood creaked and the cart shifted. Rods pressing down on her back and rocking her entire body as the thing moved. "Easy now," an unfamiliar voice spoke up. "This the new girl?"

A very quiet, "Yes, Sir," came up. Cindy straining her ears to see who it was getting into the cart.

She started to look back, but a rod came down on her backside with a pop. Not hard enough to be a caning or whip, but enough to make her start. "Eyes forward, Girl." There was a quiet hum as the rod tapped at her backside, sliding down her flank and even up a thigh. "Very fine specimen indeed. Can see why you insisted on having her along." The rod came up and gave her backside a tap, "Hyup."

It was obvious that was the command to get going. They expected her to move the cart by herself though? She launched herself against the bonds, leather creaking and wood popping.

And she was nearly run over by the cart as it lurched forward. The vixen yelping and scurrying to keep up as the straps suddenly shifted the other way. "Whoa!" the voice called down at her, "Easy there, Girl. Keep the pace slow and steady." That riding crop came down with a smack off her backside. Cindy yelping into the mask from the sting. It took her a second to find a good pace. Either she was too fast, earning a tug from the reins. Or she was too slow, earning a flick of the reins at her backside.

The unseen stranger pulled at the reins, urging her to turn onto the packed path around the barn itself. "There you go," he grunted "Much better." Out on the packed dirt, she found a pace that was comfortable. Trotting steadily as with the cart behind. It was easy, much easier than she expected. Ears strained through their holes to pick up anything that might have been said or done.

As she was straining to listen to her passengers, she found out why the cart was moving so easily. Under the steady thumping of her feet and the crunching of the wheels, she heard the tell-tale hum of a motor. Large as the thing was, it must have been set up to be like one of those self-propelled mowers. Simple motor trying to match her pace as she walked. Clever, very clever. Meant that even someone like her would find it somewhat trivial to pull.

Cindy didn't have long to appreciate the simple genius before a whimper caught her ear. Those quiet little noises that meant someone was trying their best to not be heard. The noise was met with a throaty purr, "What a sweet thing," the unseen male uttered. Whatever he did next drawing a full gasp from his date. "I trust everything for our picnic is packed?"

The voice was soft, colored by gasps, "Yes sir. I had a meal packed just for us, your wine has been allowed to breathe for the proper time before corked again."

"And what about you? No wine for my sweet."

She could just imagine the pair on the bench. The guy's hand between his partner's legs, pressing up against her privates. Drawing one of those shuddering gasps from her. "I have some cider."

"Very good. And the rest of our pleasantries?" The tone sounded casual, but with an edge to it that sounded hungry. Predatory? Something about the way the tone sending a shiver through her. Cindy huffed, trying to rub her thighs together as she walked. The motion earning her another swat from the crop, "Didn't say you could stop yet."

She yelped a muffled apology and picked up the pace again. "Everything is ready and waiting, Sir. I saw to it myself that everything was stored properly."

A pleased noise from the male as he leaned back. She could just picture the male. Foot up on the front of the cart, leaning back casually. One arm around his partner, teasing her, while the other held the reins. The casual dominance of it all making her cheeks flush under the mask.

So it went on for a fair while. Cindy being made to pull the cart clear to the other side of the Ranch. It wasn't hard, more that she was being sent on a grand tour. Only difficult part came when she had to pull them up a hill. The motor helped a lot, but she had to put her body into it as well. Made her afraid of what it'd be like coming back down.

A tug to the reins made her take them off the path. Cindy grunting and blushing as she pulled the cart off the path and into a turn out. "Whoa," came the soft order. Slowing down, she heard the male grunt as he pulled something. "Brake's set." The cart rocked and pulled at her harness. "Why don't you get the picnic started while I check on her?" A quiet agreement was the only thing she heard from the male's partner.

Cindy kept her eyes forward, breathing harder under her mask. A male moved in front of her, making her lift her eyes, eyes widening a bit. He was a big fucker. Didn't seem much taller than Kat, but he just seemed large. Hard to tell if it was due to his well groomed fur or if the male was just stacked. He was some sort of feline, a Maine Coon maybe, she wasn't entirely up on her felines. "You doing okay?" his low voice rumbled across her. Eyes focused on hers through the mask as he checked the harness. She nodded and he let out a grunt, "Thirsty?" A nod. "Water, or sports drink?" He held up both for her, Cindy nodding towards the sports drink. "Good choice."

As he opened the bottle and put a straw into it, she noticed that the cat had a sixth finger on his hand. She'd heard that some cats had them, but it was strange to actually see in person. She stared at him a bit as he fed the straw under the hood and waited. Cindy's ears twitched back as she began to sip, relishing the cool liquid. "Okay, that's enough," he said after a moment, "Don't want you drinking too much, would be embarrassing if you had to go to the bathroom." There was a twitch to his whiskers, "Unless you're into that, I mean."

Cheeks flushed hot and she shook her head quickly, drawing a deep laugh from the cat. "Need anything, give that bell a squeeze." And then he left her field of view. Squirming, she stood there for a moment before feeling a hand slide over her haunch, "Before I go..." something smooth was pressed against her slit. Something to cover it? Felt too hard to be cloth. Dammit, what were they planning?

She let out a huff and squirmed. Ears twitching as she listened to the cart creak and soft conversation start. Cindy squirmed a bit, only too aware of how the straps were rubbing and pulling at her. The little pulls from the reins on her nipples sending little jolts through her. Nothing ever bad, but it was starting to add up. Fuck, she was getting turned on and there was nothing she could do about it. Worse than that, she knew that her pussy was on full display.

As if thinking about it as enough, that hard presence on against her body began to hum. Fur bristled as she jumped with a muffled yelp. Ears falling back as the vibe dropped to a soft hum. That fucking cat had put the toy in the perfect spot Letting it rest just above her clit, right against her lips. Even that jump and slight squirm was enough for her to feel it parting her folds. If she wasn't careful, it'd slide right in!

Her ears laid back as a giggle came from behind her. While it was likely just that cat flirting with his date, she couldn't help but feel it was at her expense. Cheeks burned hotter as she did her best not to squirm. All she had to do was ignore the toy and it'd be okay. They couldn't be out here for long.

Could they?

Whatever plan she might have had for making it through this didn't work out either. Not as the toy began to spike, buzzing harder against her body. The vixen gasped, her entire body shivering. Making the toy slip and slide against her steadily slickening lips. In seconds, the toy ramped back down again. Soft buzzes, then silence. Blissful silence for several seconds before a pulsing buzz. Oh wonderful, the thing was on random. She couldn't anticipate it from one moment to the next. All she could do was hang on and try to keep her body relaxed.

She was so occupied with trying not to get turned on that she failed to notice the cart's occupants until a rocking jarred her to the side.

A groan rolled up her throat as the jerk made her stumble, the toy slipping in and humming right on her clit! Cindy ground her teeth and let out a whine as the toy pulsed right against her button. Through all this, the cart continued to rock. Not the steady, rhythmic rocking that would indicate sex, but something else. Soft grunts sounding from the bed as something rattled and thumped.

Stealing a glance over her shoulder, she saw the guy was setting up several sturdy poles. Socketing them each into a corner of the cart. Her ears perked as she watched him work, humming a quiet tune to himself the whole time. What on earth was he planning on doing? They were metal poles, nice heavy ones from the looks of it. Looked like they had a pulley or something on the top too? Was he planning on setting up a tent as part of their picnic?

The toy buzzed right on her pearl. Making the vixen tremble with a gasp. Eyes snapping forward as her fur bristled. Jaws clenched and lights danced before her eyes as her entire frame shook. The humming only getting more intense by the moment.

As quick as it started the toy cut off, leaving Cindy gasping and panting. Her mind reeling as she tried to cope with hovering right on the brink of orgasm. Tunnel trembling with need as a whimper slipped out from under the hood. She let her head hang low as she focused on breathing. Just breathing and nothing else. Had to calm down or else she'd cum before a complete stranger.

Cart rocked again, this one hard enough to jar her out of her reverie. Cindy looked back and froze, eyes going wide under her hood.

The unnamed cat guy was standing in the back of the cart, stripped down to nothing. Straps came off the four poles, forming a sex swing that his partner was laying on. That wasn't too surprising, given where they were. What was surprising was that his partner was Kat. The Siamese biting her bottom lip with a muted moan. Arching against the straps as her bare body was teased. The big guy working a feather around her nipples. "Enjoying that?"

"You fucking know it," Kat gasped, stretching with a purr as the feather darted around her nipple. "Ah fuck," she gasped out when the male's bushy tail darted up to tease between her legs. "You know how to get me going, Ron."

Ron chuckled softly, "It's my favorite thing to do. Especially when you get to the point you're begging me not to pull out." His hand fell to her belly. A mighty purr rolling up his throat. "You know how much I love risking it each time I'm here, Kitten." His hand stayed on her belly for a moment before moving up to tease her neck and breasts.

Kat was already panting, "Pretty hard to risk it now, especially after last time." An ear twitched and she rolled her head to look at Cindy, a half-smile on the queen's lips. "Can you believe this bastard? Got me worked up to the point where I begged him to stay in. Went and knocked me up."

The purr turned to a deeper growl as he stepped forward. The smack of flesh on flesh making the Siamese yowl, "You loved every second of it." Leaning over, his whiskers twitched against hers, "And you forget that I know as many of your secrets as you know mine." His larger frame shifted against her slowly. That feather tickling here and there on her body. Kat biting her lip as she squirmed. "I know how much you want every last thing I do to you, and how much you've always wanted to..."

"JUST SHUT UP AND FUCK ME ALREADY!" Kat yowled at him.

Hard to tell what surprised Cindy more. Kat's outburst, or that fucking toy seeming to jump right up to eleven without warning.

Cindy's eyes crossed as Kat's voice rose in a pleasured yowl. Cutting off sharply. The vixen caught sight of the larger male leaned over her, pressed into a forceful kiss. A second later, the cart began to rock steadily. Each jostle making the vibrator slip and slide against her insides. It wasn't turning down. Oh fuck it wasn't turning down! Her hips were starting to buck and squirm now as muffled whimpers started to grow into sharp barks. The noises constantly cut off by the muzzle that held her maw so tightly.

That was all she saw before her attention was driven forward. She couldn't hold herself craned around like that, not while the toy was going full tilt. Eyes crossed and uncrossed, lights flashing before her eyes. Hips bucked uncontrollably as the toy was slid in and out. Between her own wild bucks and the increasingly wild rocking of the cart, it was getting harder to hold off.

A sharp whine broke from the vixen as the toy cut off without warning. Leaving her teetering right on the edge. She uttered a muffled whine of complaint, getting met with a sharp pop to her backside from the pole, "Not done with you yet either," Ron pant-growled. "Think I can get the two of you to cum together?"

Kat's only response was a moan, the steady impact of his body on hers competing with the creaking of the cart. Cindy huffed, trying to calm down again as her cheeks flushed. Trying to focus on keeping her cool. She was tempted to look back and watch what the pair were doing, but it was pretty easy to guess from the noises and scents coming from back there.

Just when she thought she'd get a moment to breathe, the vibe kicked back on again. Pulsing from nothing to the top. Eyes rolled back and tongue poked out of her mouth as she huffed. Sharp whines lifted from her lip as the toy was pressed deeper, rocking against her insides. Time and again she was brought to the cusp before let down. If she complained or bucked too much, the rod would come down with a sharper smack. Reminding her of who was in charge here.

Ron's growl rolled from the cart, "I'm getting close and I can tell you ladies need it." Kat uttered something in response, making the cat chuff and growl. Cart rocking harder now as the toy spiked. The vixen's entire world boiling down to that single point.

Her world exploded with lights and the rush of pleasure that shocked up and down her spine. Kat's yowls ripped through the air, met with snarls from Ron. The cats hissing and spitting as they shared a moment together. Cindy just trembling and huffing through the hood, eyes rolled back in her head and tongue poking out as she rode out her own climax. Her mind was quickly blanking as she rode out the waves. Simply content to be along for the ride.

---

Cindy felt like she was in a trance as she stood there, thighs shaking and insides quaking. She was dimly aware of the felines cleaning up and of the tap that got her moving again. Even turned off, that toy continued to tease her body. Smooth shape sliding against her inner walls in a way that made her tremble ever so gently. The walk back down the path was done in a haze. Vixen feeling strangely drunk, giggling quietly to herself every now and then. She let out a huff when the cart came to a stop.

"Do you need help with her?" Ron's voice sounded distant, distorted. Fur bristling as the harness shifted, signaling the pair dismounting.

Gentle fingers brushed her flank, "Thank you, but I'll take it from here." A matched set of purrs lifting from the felines, "Thank you for a wonderful picnic." The vixen blinked, head rolling as footsteps moved away. Kat appearing in front of her after a moment. "Hey." Hands brushed her cheeks, "Cindy?"

The mask came off, leaving the vixen blinking against the sudden flood of light. "Hey," she giggled, blinking stupidly at the feline, "When'd we get here?" she almost slurred.

Whiskers twitched with a smile, "You are gone, girl. Here, let me get you out of this." Cindy's head rolled to watch as the feline quickly unhooked her from the cart and loosened the harness. Mittens being taken off and simply dropped to the side. "There we go." Kat checked over her body quickly. Ensuring that the cart was detached, "Think you can make it inside?"

The question seemed silly until she took a step. Knees wobbling a bit and almost dropping her. Kat caught the taur with a grunt. "Sorry," Cindy grunted. Lets wobbling as she fought to get them under her.

"It's okay. Front left. Good. Now the back right. Perfect." One step at a time, she was taken into the stables. They'd made it a couple dozen feet before Cindy's legs were stable. Another dozen before she remembered the state Kat was in. Cheeks flushing hot as she stopped leaning on the feline. Her handler flashed a smile, "Oh don't worry about leaning on me." It was like the Siamese could read her mind. "I"m not made of glass. More worried about you. Hadn't ever been into subspace before?"

Cindy wobbled every so often, but her stride was steadier, "Subspace? Got a sci fi thing here?" Her ears pinned back at the look she was given, "Sorry."

Kat smiled, "It's okay, I remember what it was like for me first time." They approached one of the 'stalls' and a lock clicked to green. Opening the half-door, she lead the vixen in, "Up on the bed." Cindy did as she was told, practically dropping onto the lounger-bed with a huff. Kat following, starting to take off the vixen's harness. "I'd told you about Subspace before, but must have slipped your mind. Understandable though, subspace hits everyone different. Roll."

The last part confused her until the harness was tugged. She rolled, watching as the feline undid the straps. "But now you know what it feels like for you, or at least what it feels like in that situation. It could be different next time. Like if you get drunk off beer versus tequila. They're gonna get you drunk, but only one will have you playing Rodeo with the floor buffer."

She tossed the harness to the floor and got up, "Wait here just a second, okay?" Cindy mumbled something, feeling like she was deflating. Her handler tossed a blanket over her and tucked it in before leaving the stall.

Cindy half-dozed there on the bed, arms crossed on the rest with her chin plopped on it. She only perked up at the sound of a cart and the scent of food coming towards her. "Why do I have to clean all this shit up? It's your mess and your person, Kat. Shouldn't you be handling all this?" It was easy to recognize the soft brays from Bae.

Kat's voice carried a hint of annoyance, "First off, it's your job to clean it up. Secondly, I know you want to do it because it'll let you get punished by Nan." The growl in the feline's voice made Cindy's ears tick back. "Besides, if yo do it then maybe I'll..." Her voice dropped to a whisper, but whatever was said made the jenny bray with excitement. "So, go do your job and don't piss off Nan anymore tonight, okay? If I hear you've been behaving, I'll see about arranging that then."

Bae grumbled, "You'd better or I'll bend you over and have you screaming my name instead of Ron's." Her hooves tromped away, although if it was her throwing a fit or what it was hard to tell.

The feline entered the stall a second later, pushing a cart of food. "Figured you might be hungry after all the work you did." Sure enough, Cindy's stomach began to growl and grumble. Kat laughed softly and pushed the cart before her, grabbing a brush and getting to work.

Unlike earlier, where it was several people working over her, this was slower. More intimate. Drawing quiet purrs from the vixen as the brush went to work. Cindy breathed out a sigh and leaned into the brushing. Savoring them briefly before turning her attention on the tray before her. Stew, bread, and a helping of seasoned veg. She dug in with gusto as the feline brushed and stroked her.

She felt Kat watching her some, a half-smile on her face. "You doing okay there? Not hurt at all are you?" head angled slightly as she put the brush down and simply leaned against Cindy.

Choking down her food, she shook her head. "Little sore around here," she rubbed her waist area, where belly transitioned into her lower half. "But not bad." Stealing a glance at the feline, she looked over Kat slowly. The Siamese was relaxed against her flank, a low purr rolling against her as she did. "What about you? I mean, it felt like..."

"Oh I'm glowing." She smiled at the look Cindy was giving her. "Don't get me wrong, I'm a dominate, but sometimes you find a right person or two and things work out better in that way." She winked, "Ron's been around here for ages and he knows just how to push my buttons." A low purr hummed through her body, "Who knows, maybe you'll find someone out here that could put you in a state like that." She winked and gave Cindy's side a pat. "For now, just get some rest. You've got a very long and busy day tomorrow. Remote is right here, we've got a PLEX set up for movies. If you need anything just tap the collar and I'll come check you out. If you're all good?"

The hesitation was a clear cue for her. Cindy nodded, "Yeah, just gonna finish up this and relax if that's your orders." She giggled, "Just still giddy."

Kat gave her flank a pat, "Alright. Just call if you need anything. When you're done with the food, just push your tray outside. Bae will get it. If she complains, just call Nan or me. We'll make sure not to spank her this time." Kat gave her a kiss on the nose and rose, strolling out with that smooth confidence that Cindy knew all too well.

A rumble reminded her about the food. She dug back in at a more sedate pace, tail waving slowly behind her as she worked her way through the delicious meal. She remembered wondering what movie she might want to watch. Even reaching for the remote, but the day caught up to her.

---

"Remind me, what are we doing again?" Cindy muttered, barely even awake enough for form the sentence. She clung to the coffee as if it were the only thing keeping her alive, staring out over the fields. It was too goddamn early. The sun only just coming up and starting to banish the mist that clung to the ground.

Jeb grunted, "Plowing."

The vixen's ears pinned back with a quiet huff. That much was obvious, looking at the contraption that the stallion was currently hooking her up to. What she was wondering more was the why of it all. Mostly why she was out of bed at such a horrible hour. The only thing keeping her from snapping was the blessed coffee.

Holding the mug close, she found herself muttering, "It is by caffeine alone that I set my mind in motion. It is by the beans of java that thoughts acquire speed, the hand acquires shakes, the shakes become a warning. It is by caffeine alone that I set my mind in motion." The mantra repeated itself, the vixen mumbling it into the mug as she inhaled that sweet coffee scent.

A large hand plucked the mug from her hand, "Don't wanna overdo it, Mentat." She was about to voice a complaint when the comment registered. Cindy blinking at the draft horse as he capped the thermos. "Get more later." He grabbed the handles to the plow and whistled, "Hup!" A rein popping off her rear.

Cindy yipped and started forward, straining against the harness for a few seconds before the plow started to cut through the soil. She was in a similar setup to yesterday. Unlike yesterday, her hands and mouth were free, and Jeb seemed to know just how to work those reins to make them whip. Tugging at the clips on her nipples before making the cord crack off her backside. And unlike yesterday, it was just the two of them. Which made her that much more keenly aware of how her tail was hiked up. Made all the worse by the fact that Jeb had cinched up the straps around her groin a bit tighter. Which meant every step was a tease.

Her ears folded back as she hauled and staggered, grunting as the pow blade cut through the soil. Teeth gritted as she stumbled with a huff. "Gee!"

"Wha...ah!" the vixen yelped as the rein tugged at her left nipple then snapped on her backside.

She quickly tried to correct, but was greeted with a "Haw!" and another snap. Cindy biting her lip as the stallion guided her back. "Smaller," he grunted, "Don't need a hard turn. Gee." This time she moved before the snap came. The stallion muttering some sort of praise towards her.

Ears ticked back at the praise. It wasn't long before she was wondering why they were plowing this area? She'd seen farm equipment around, and surely that was much easier to handle than having someone track this thing around for who knows how long? What was he planning on plowing up anyway? A garden? Surely not anything big.

Jeb called out, "Alright, sweep around and move right next to the line." The harness pulled at her in new ways as she tried to make that loop. Straps gliding across her bared lips in a way that made her huff. The vixen heaved and wiggled, doing her best to work it around before starting to tromp back down.

And that was her morning. Body pulling against the harness as she marched down one row. Turned. Then started up the next one. All while the stallion behind her would occasionally call out directions if she began to drift. If she wasn't quick on the correction, then he'd crack the reins. To be honest, it wasn't as hard to do as she'd expected. Once she got a good pace going, it was pretty easy to just zone out and keep plodding along.

Might have kept at it until she dropped if the stallion wasn't keeping an eye on her. His sharp whistle cut through her half-trance, the sharp tug on the reins bringing her to a stop. "Think it's time for a break." Until she stopped, she wasn't aware of just how sweat-soaked she was. A groan ripped from the vixen as she stretched and rubbed her body.

"Here," Jeb appeared beside her, holding out a sport drink. Cindy grabbed it and began to happily chug it down. "Careful, don't want to founder," he chuckled. She began to laugh it off as well, but froze when she realized that the stallion didn't have a shirt on.

Yep. He was right there, shirt nowhere to be seen. Oh sure, he had a pair of jeans on, but his chest? Absolutely bare. Which wouldn't have been much of a problem if he hadn't been sweaty a well, pelt matted down against those slabs of muscles on his chest. "There you go," he grunted. "Nice and easy." He handed her a water as she finished her drink. Tucking a pouch onto her chest harness. "Snack for you." The bag held some trail mix type thing. Granola, nuts, dried fruits, and peanut butter candies. She happily dug her hand into them and began to much. Jeb watching her for a moment before moving behind the plow. Probably to get his own snack and drink.

He went for a snack, just not the one she was expecting.

Cindy was just shoveling another handful of the mix into her mouth when a hand came down on her backside, coarse hair brushing on her pussy lips. The vixen jumped and tried to yelp, but choked on the snacks. Coughing and sputtering as the hand gave her rump a path. "Startled yah?"

She took a swig of water, "A little," came the nervous laugh. The sound cut off as his lips fluttered against her privates. Jeb snorting and whuffling. Broad tongue lapping over her pussy lips. Cheeks flushed hotly as she held still. Doing her best to act like this was completely normal even as he spread her open and pushed his tongue in.

Holy. Fuck.

She'd been with guys whose cocks weren't as thick as his tongue. And he knew what he was doing too. Working his tongue just right inside of her, thick fingers kneading and rubbing her rear. Cindy's cheeks flushed, then began to burn as it hit here where she was. Right there in the middle of a field, nothing to hide behind or even give the barest hint of privacy. She glanced around with wide eyes, taking note of how close the barn, house, and other fields were. Oh fucking hell. There were easily a half-dozen people watching them right now. She didn't even have to guess, she could see them standing in a pavilion. Even this far away, she could see them nudging one another to get their attention.

"Yanno," Jeb's deep voice rumbled across her. "Grandpap used to talk about how he'd be out in the fields all day." His tongue swirled around Cindy's clit before lips closed around the pearl. Suckling on it noisily. The vixen grabbed her muzzle with both hands to keep from crying out. Her thighs shaking and eyes rolling back in her head as he sent sparks racing through her body.

Lips smacked off her. "So there he'd be, out in the field. Good mile or more from home. Staring at the plow mare's ass all day. Sometimes she'd get to winking." His fingers spread Cindy open, mimicking how a mare would wink. "So about lunch time, he'd let her take a break and he'd take one too."

"AH FUCK!" She'd been so distracted by people watching, his story, and just what he was doing to her, that she didn't notice the stallion standing up. Or that his pants were down. Least not until he pushed in.

He let out a whuffling laugh and brought his hand down on her ass, "That's just the tip, Darlin." Just the tip and he was spreading her wide. Cindy's hand clamped down on her muzzle again as the stallion rocked and pushed deeper. His quick bit of foreplay and a healthy helping of precum letting his cock slide ever deeper with each rock of his powerful hips.

Jeb only gave her a couple thrusts to get used to his girth before he pounded every last inch into her. That alone was almost enough to make her lose control and call out loud enough for everyone to hear. Instead, she clamped down harder on her muzzle and tried to focus on uncrossing her eyes.

Strong hands closed about her hips as the stallion began to thrust. Whistling casually to himself as his body slammed off her backside. Heavy as fuck balls crashing off her belly and thighs as the male rutted her. Each and every thrust shocking her to the core. She had to step her feet apart and dig into the ground to keep from getting knocked around. He was a big fucking anthro, she couldn't imagine what it'd be like if he was a taur, or even a feral.

Oh shit, what would it be like to be mounted by a feral horse?

The thought made her cheeks flush hotter. Low whines being forced out of her with each of his thrusts. The stallion's whistles dying down into grunts. "Tightest mare I've fucked in a while." His hand crashed against her ass hard enough to knock another yelp free.

Biggest cock she's had in a while! Either he was big enough to hit everything inside her, or he knew just how to fuck a lady. Probably a bit of both to be honest. There wasn't a thrust that he wasn't either sawing against her clit, or jabbing right on her G-spot with that crown of his. They couldn't have been at it for more than a minute, and she could already feel her orgasm bubbling up. That wonderful tightness starting to firm in her gut. Low whines and moans slipping free of her fingers as her hips arched and bucked towards him. Driving herself into the stallion behind her. Feeling every inch the mare she'd been treated like since the day before.

"Mm, fuck!" was the only warning before he slammed all the way in. Hot seed flooding her depths. The stallion's balls jumping with each shot he fired into her. Absolutely flooding the vixen's depths with that thick, sticky cream of his. Cindy let out a whine of frustration and tried to rock her hips back against his length, but the farmhand was having none of it. He kept an iron hard grip on her hips, keeping her from squirming her way to climax.

Cindy looked back at him with a hissed, "Please. Can I please cum?" A pitiful whine slipped free, "Please, I need it..."

Jeb just pulled out with a wet pop. Without that girth acting like a cork, his cum began to pour free and run onto the ground in thick glops. The stallion reached down to run his fingers through the mess he'd made. Making damn sure he was rubbing her clit while he did. "Do love the mess I leave behind." He winked at her, "Sorry, Darlin. Boss' orders." Clicking his tongue, the stallion gave her rear a pat and moved back into place behind the plow. Whistling a jaunty tune as he did his pants back up.

A whistle and crack of reins on her backside signaled it was time to get moving again. Cindy whining, but doing as she was told. Feet shuffling to get the plow moving. Doing her best to ignore the steady drooling of cum that trickled down her thighs and mixed into the soil. She glanced towards the pavilion out on the field. Ragged cheers starting up from their audience, at least from those who weren't occupied with someone else.

---

Cindy came staggering back to the barn, her backside aching and cum matting her fur down. They'd spent a few more hours plowing, and Jeb had taken several breaks to plow her again. Each time as vigorous and messy as the last. And each goddamn time, he stopped just short of getting her of. She'd even offered to give him a blowjob if he just let her finish. Next time he'd finished in her mouth. Nearly choking the vixen with just how much he put out. Her front was stained with his cum, she could feel the drying mess pulling at her cheeks.

Just glad she hadn't succumb to the temptation to offer him anal.

"Whoo boy, look at you." Bae called out as she rounded the corner. The donkey grinning ear to ear. "Looks like Jeb got you pretty good." Studded tongue flicked over her lips slowly, "Shame I couldn't be there to help him out, but.." She gave her own crotch a pat, "Nothing down there to do plowing with. Although, pretty sure I could've left you a bit more trembling than he did."

A groan came from the vixen, "I really just need a bath right now. Don't need more teasing." She knew where the bathing area was and was glad for the long-handled scrubbers they had just for their taur customers. One of them might be able to help her get off after the day-long blue clam.

Tongue stud clicked off teeth, "That's what I'm here for." She kicked a bucket by her feet. Hoof thumping off water-filled plastic with a solid thump. Her grin spread that much wider, "I get to bathe the vixy. So get your tail in gear and get your sticky ass over here. So I can have some fun with you before tonight." As much as Cindy wanted to tell the jenny to go fuck herself, she was part of the Ranch staff and she knew better than to go against what they were saying. Kat wouldn't have assigned Bae to do this without some reason.

She really needed a bath though. The idea of being pampered a bit was too tempting though. Didn't help that she was really sore from pulling the plow, and the showers were all the way on the other side of the barn.

Cindy shuffled towards the jenny with a groan. "That's a good Vixy," Bae brayed. She waited until Cindy stopped a few feet away before breaking out her tools. A couple buckets, brushes, and some other things that Cindy couldn't begin to identify. "Now I get to have me some fun. So stay still and I'll try not to hurt you."

Matted as her fur was getting, that would be a big challenge for anyone. She sighed and pinned her ears back as she watched the donkey jenny dip a brush in the bucket and began to scrub at her. Working her way through the clean spots before working out slowly here and there. She let out a quiet sigh and closed her eyes most of the way as Bae worked. Brushing and working soapy water in. Cleaning dirt and cum out as she hummed to herself. Quiet huffs coming from the vixen as she was quickly soaped and scrubbed from head to tail. The entire time, the jenny upholding her promise and not yanking painfully.

Bae worked quickly too. Scrubbing and cleaning until there wasn't an inch of her pelt that bore any signs of what she'd been through with Jeb. "So, interested in a hair styling? Get a bit of a trim, maybe some dye going on?"

It took a second to register that the jenny was talking to her. "Wha? Oh no, I'm fine with everything as it is, thank you."

The ranch hand huffed, "Darn, and I was hoping to get some work on you. Ah well. Still got my job cut out making you look presentable for tonight." There it was again. Why was Bae talking about tonight? She hadn't heard of anything going on, but then again she'd been out and busy from the moment she set foot on the Ranch. Not that she was going to complain since her body was still humming from everything. The act of being made to pull a cart and used by Jeb just to get him off? It was degrading, but in a way that made her shiver with joy.

Bae laughed from behind her. "He really got you worked up didn't he?" Cindy felt breath puff right on her pussy, "That Jeb knows how to make a mess and make a lady bray."

And then a tongue was shoved right into her pussy. Cindy yelped out loud this time as the tongue swept her walls. Bae hooking a thumb to rub the vixen's clit as she began to tongue-fuck the poor taur. Yelps quickly turning to needy gasps and pants. Cindy's hands falling to the a wall and bracing there as she shuddered. Her insides ached from the teasing and rough pounding the stallion had given her. That tongue. Oh fuck, that tongue! Bae might have been an utter brat as far as she was concerned, but she knew how to work that tongue of hers.

Eyes rolled back as Cindy whined, ears falling flat. She knew that there were others in the stables, there were always others in the stables, and here she was out in the open being eaten out? Made her cheeks flush hotter as she squirmed there. Dripping water onto the rubber mats as the donkey breathed out moans right into her snatch.

Her thumb would tease the vixen's clit before moving aside just enough to let that tongue stud flick over it as well. Quick laps alternating with sensual rubs and soft slurps.

Which naturally lead to her hips bucking back and Bae backing off just before things got to the best part. "Nah uh," she brayed, slurping nosily, "can't have you getting off just yet." She licked her lips with a grin, "It's my job to get you all prettied up and keep you on edge." Finger flicked the vixen's clit before she moved to get something that looked like a vacuum.

Cindy huffed, nails scraping over the wall, "This sucks." She shivered, tail thumping a bit as she tried to flick it with annoyance.

"Yeah, well suck it up buttercup." Bae smacked her backside with a grin. Clicking the stud against her tongue as she turned on the vacuum thing and pressed it to Cindy's body. It began to suck up the water and comb through her pelt as Bae worked her way down the taur's body steadily. While she'd heard of these things, she'd never actually used one herself. It really needed someone else to work it for a taur.

It made quick work of mostly drying her off. Leaving her pelt mostly dry and smelling fresh after everything she'd been through today.

Bae wasn't done with her though. The donkey breaking out combs, brushes, perfume, and even ribbons. "Now hold still so I can work my magic." She slapped a speaker on the cart and music began to blast. Hips bumping and swaying as she sang along with it. Dancing her way around Cindy. Brushing here. Braiding there. All while sneaking in the occasional pussy stroke or nipple suck. Keeping the vixen squirming and huffing, never letting her come down too far. On occasion, even stopping for a solid minute or more to get back to eating out and fingering her subject. Each time leaving Cindy gasping with her thighs shaking.

"You are too cruel sometimes," Kat said as she approached the pair, carrying a box. Cindy didn't even look at the feline, her head pressed firmly to the wall as her entire frame shook with pent up need. "She is looking gorgeous though."

Bae grinned, the donkey kneeling behind Cindy and sucking on the vixen's labia as she braided Cindy's tail. "Yeah, best I've done in a while. Think they're gonna love her tonight." Bells chimed merrily as Bae worked them into the tail braid she was doing. A little tug made the tail lift higher, the donkey sneaking in a quick lick to the vixen's slit and up to her pucker. "She's pretty squirmy, think she can handle it?"

Cindy huffed as the pair talked around her. "She'd be better if she knew what was happening tonight." Hips squirmed and she bucked, "And if she got off."

She was rewarded with a sharp smack to her backside. Bae grinning as she laid her chin on the vixen's backside, "You got the stuff? I got a look at it earlier and it was gorgeous." Stud clicked against teeth again as she waited.

Kat smirked, "Of course I have it."

The box was set down with a heavy enough thump to make Cindy look over as the box was opened up. Inside the box, resting on velvet lining was some new pony gear. A mask bearing a colorful, feathered plump. Every piece was dyed to match or compliment her natural coloring. Cindy bit her bottom lip as she watched the feline pull things out and lay them on the tabletop. Her tail twitching, which earned another swat from Bae. "Hey, I'm braidin here."

A sniff came from the feline, "Alright, let's get you all done up. Can't keep everyone waiting too long." She wanted to ask what the hell was going on tonight, but thought better of it. Didn't want to give Bae an excuse to tease her further and spank her some more. So she played nice, keeping her head down as the feline fitted that equine mask into place. Then the matching mittens. Watching as a corset was put into place and tightened. Not hard enough to make it hard for her to breathe, but it pushed her breasts up and on full display for everyone.

Kat and Bae made a couple trips around the vixen with a hum. Adjusting a bit here, a little there. Some more ribbons were worked into her pelt along her hair, bells being added here or there. Cindy huffed and folded her ears back as the pair kept poking and prodding before deciding they were done.

"Alright," Kat clapped her hand, "Don't think we can do anything else. And," she checked her tablet, "it's about to be her turn." A brow lifted as she glanced at Bae. A half-smile forming, "Since you've behaved so well," she tapped something on the table, "there's your reward." Taking up the reins that hung from the mask. She purred low in her throat, "now if you'll excuse us." She clicked her tongue and pulled at the reins. Cindy huffed and followed behind, bells chiming with each step.

They didn't have to go far. Kat leading her around to what was usually called the Event Grounds. Evening was just starting to fall, but the entire area was lit by strands of lanterns running from the barn to several posts. Cindy's eyes widened at the sight of dozens of people milling about. Chatting, drinking, eating from a snack table, and more. The main focus of the event being a stage set up at one end.

As Kat lead her out of the barn, a gavel came down with a thunderous, "Sold to 42." The draft mare taur snorted delicately, her hooves thudding on the wooden stage like thunder as she was lead down to a very eager looking possum gal. Grinning up at the much taller mare as she took the reins and wandered off somewhere. The mare had barely left the stage before a lizard anthro, this one in full pony gear, clip-flopped his way up onto the stage proudly.

"Welcome to the auction," Kat's voice was low, lips brushing Cindy's ears as she whispered. "Thought you might have some fun with it." The words only barely registered as the lizard was marched around the stage to show off all angles. The auctioneer rattling off something or other in that rapid-fire way that they were known for.

Her heart began to hammer as Kat moved up beside the stage, just behind a bull she recognized from last time she was here. Cindy started to breathe harder as the lizard was lead off to the person who bought him. The bull thundering onto stage, his handler having to 'fight' with him a bit to keep him under control. She heard Kat sigh quietly and caught the feline rolling her eyes before just petting Cindy's side. "He's always like that," she explained. It was seconds before the gavel came down. "Alright, we're up."

Up? Wait, she just got here! Cindy pulled against the reins lightly before the Siamese pulled harder at the reins. "Got us a shy one. This is Midnight Fireball," the Auctioneer called out. "She's a cute one too isn't she? Just look at her," Cindy's ears pinned back as her handler lead her around the stage. "Those breasts are lovely aren't they, soft as silk and plush as pillows." Kat lifted a breast as she was described, fingers rolling the perked teat gently. "And that pussy? Why I heard it had our own Jeb begging for mercy." Cindy's cheeks burned as she was turned around, Kat moving to lift her tail up and show off her slit. "Y'all might've seen our man having at her earlier out in the fields. How's our mare doing after all that, Kat?"

Cindy was about to die from embarrassment as Kat's fingers pressed into her, "Tight as a drum," she announced.

"Y'all heard it here. She took the mighty Jeb all day long and she's as tight as they come. And just listen to that." He held out his microphone, letting it pick up the slick sound of Kat's fingers plumbing her, "So wet and ready for some action. HoooWee!" Cindy was wheeled around, spotting Ron as he moved back to the podium. "Shame I can't bid on her

What happened next was a blur. Numbers were called and rattled off. People in the audience lifting and dropping numbered paddles. It seemed like an eternal instant passed before the gavel cracked, "Sold!" The noise making her jump.

Kat tugged at the reins and guided her down the ramp. A large male wolf separating himself from the crowd and meeting them a few feet from the stage. "Hello, Garou."

The timber wolftaur's voice shook through her, "Quite the girl there, Kat. She's even more beautiful than you described." His gold eyes seemed to shine in the lantern light as he looked her over with a pleased grumble. "Well worth the price by the look of her."

Her handler was purring, "We only handle the best." Reins were offered and taken, "Enjoy your purchase, Sir."

And then Kat was gone, fading into the crowd. Cindy's heart was thundering in her ears as the wolf looked over her with a predatory gaze. Tongue rolling over his lips slowly. "I am going to enjoy it, and..." A tug drew Cindy closer to him. The wolf's powerful chest pressing to hers, "I'm sure you will too, Midnight." His scent was clean, smelling of the deep woods and of everything wild. Her skin was tingling with his presence, the male exuding the confidence that made her shiver. "Come."

She nearly did.

Cindy found herself almost in a trance as he lead her through the crowd, parading the vixen for everyone to see. Dozens of eyes fell upon her, but no hand dare shift to so much as brush her. She was the wolf's and none dared challenge that.

He made his way over to a seating area on the outskirts of the auction. Her entire focus on the male as he turned to face her. Looking at her again before taking a slow lap around her. "Even more lovely up close," his words rolled over her. Hand falling to her backside until they encountered her pussy. Rubbing her outer lips, "Been keeping you on edge, have they?" His ears stood as she just whimpered, "You can talk, can't you?" A nod, "Then speak."

"Yes Sir," she blurted out, "I haven't been allowed to..." She trailed off, "You know..."

"No I do not. Tell me." Her ears pinned back as she looked over her shoulder at him. "Do not make me ask you again, or I might make you wait even longer."

Ears fell back against the mask, "They haven't allowed me to..." she huffed, "To cum since yesterday afternoon." His look urged her on, "I've been up since dawn and I've been teased and toyed with every couple hours since then."

The fingers spread her entrance slowly. The wolf leaning back to glance at her slick folds. "Do you need it?" His question was simple, drawing a needy whimper and nod from her. "I didn't hear you."

"Yes sir," she gasped.

"Yes sir what?"

A whine, "I need it, Sir."

His finger circled her swollen clit slowly, making her gasp and shudder. "What do you need?"

"I need it, Sir. I need to cum."

Nail flicked on her clit, "I can't hear you over that whine. What do you need?"

"Please, sir, I need it!" Another flick, "Please," she whined, hips jerking. His fingers pulling back, "Please make me cum, Sir!" she yelped out. "Make me scream and howl your name for everyone to hear!"

She didn't realize how loud she was being until several people turned to look. Her ears falling back and cheeks flushing hot under the mask. She wanted to just curl up and ignore the world right now. Not really, she wanted to go somewhere private and have her brains fucked out.

That was not what she was getting.

"Very well," his voice rolled over her. His hand came down on her backside with a resounding smack, "Onto the bench."

Cindy yelped as he propelled her towards the bench. It was very much like her bed back at the stables, made to hold a taur comfortably. The vixen stumbled towards it before catching herself. Doing her best to lay on it as daintily as possible. Breathes growing faster as the much larger male moved over her. Powerful forelegs pressing to her flanks. His entire body vibrating with a predatory growl. Her tail twitched and lifted without her even thinking about it as he moved over her. Weight settling onto her backside as those forelimbs wrapped around her and the bench. Teeth brushed against her neck as he pressed his bare sheath to her body. Burning hot tip of his cock gliding up and down her entrance. Teeth brushing her neck.

"You're mine."

There was no holding back the joyous screech as he pounded home. Red rocket spearing deep into her with that first thrust. Cindy ground her teeth, body tense and waiting for the pummeling that would follow. Her walls clenched against the member, feeling how deep it was pressed into her.

He didn't start rutting her. There was no wild, hard rutting like she'd had with Amadeus or really even any other male she'd been with. Garou was just letting his hips roll nice and slow against hers. Sliding only a couple inches in and out of her. Each press making the vixen whimper and gasp as his weight her down into the padded seat. The male felt like a solid mass above her, strong, powerful, claiming every inch of her at his own pace.

She tried to entice him to go faster. A quiet whimper of, "Please," hissing out from under the mask. Hips lifting towards him, grinding back against his sheath as best she could.

"Easy now," his voice rumbled across her neck. Puffing against her neck as he kept pushing against her. Hands sliding along her belly and up under her breasts. Teeth brushed on her ears as he pressed against her. All of his limbs were rubbing her. Hind legs pressed to hers, not giving her any room to move. Forepaws rubbing her sides and under her belly. His hands, oh god his hands. They were everywhere on her body. Roaming over her stomach. Up under and around and breasts. Just breezing across her nipples. Up to her neck, drawing her against his jaws for a light kiss and soft bite. Teeth grazing through her groomed pelt to brush her skin. "Don't want to rush things."

Her pelt bristled with his words as she huffed. Ears pinning back against the mask as her world spun. The noise of the crowd steadily dropping into the background until it was just white noise. Her entire world honed to just the couch and Garou. His touches and breath making her skin tingle with raw electricity.

"Please." Cindy gasped, her entire body shaking under him with need. "Please," It was all she could do to just mutter that single word over and over.

Lips brushed her ears, "As you wish."

She wasn't sure if she cried out, or if it was even possible for her to. That blissful cry boiling over as his body crashed against hers. Lounger creaking under them. She squirmed under him, body moving without any input from her conscious mind. He didn't allow her much room to move. Body drawing back and slamming back an instant later. His pace increasing steadily as the vixen began to yelp and yip under him, calling out like she was little more than a wild animal.

It was only a matter of thrusts before she was practically screaming as that long-denied orgasm crashed through her. Eyes rolling back in her mask as tongue rolled from her maw. Huffing hotly as the male kept taking her.

The world was lost to her. All that existed was the bliss of their pairing. Her insides grabbing and pulling at the male. Coaxing each thrust that much deeper. His body crashing against hers faster now as he allowed himself to indulge in her. Teeth began to brush and nip at her harder, growls rolling against her shoulder as the male dug deeper.

A shuddering moan came from the vixen as she became acutely aware of his knot. That fat bulb of flesh that began to stretch her walls. Growing thicker by the second. Her gasps taking on sharper notes as he stretched her further. And further. And wider. Getting ever closer to pushing her right to her very limits. Breath caught in her throat as he kept grinding against her. Barely able to move his hips at this point as his entire length stretched her insides. He filled every last inch of her body, that plump sheath of his grinding on her clit with each mashing thrust.

Garou's growl pressed to her shoulder, the wolf's call smothered as he howled out against her shoulder. Body pressed tight to hers as his cock throbbed. Cindy's entire body shaking with another orgasm as she felt his warmth flood her. Her entire back half throbbing in time with that steady pulsing of his girth.

Cindy gasped and dropped forward, head laying over the rest. She was dimly aware of the male moving against her, his hands brushing her neck and shoulders. A moan slipped out as he nuzzled her neck. Gasping quietly when he removed her mask, taking a deep breath of the cooler outside air. He let her get a few breathes before his hand swept under her chin and lifted it. Meeting her in a kiss.

She melted into that kiss, ears folding back as the male's tongue pushed into her mouth. Shivering under the male. He broke the kiss slowly and smiled, "Do you need anything? Water? Food?"

"Water," came the gasp. He snapped his fingers and motioned to someone. Cindy's cheeks flushing as someone came over with a glass. She thanked and blushed, not looking directly at the server as she was sipping her drink.

A familiar voice purred, "I take it you enjoyed your purchase, Garou?" Kat had slipped right where Cindy could see her, a smile plastered on the feline's face.

His broad hand moved to cover her breast, teasing lightly. "Oh very much so. Although I do have some mild complaints about the condition she arrived in. She could only think about one thing, and I very much doubt I was able to get as much energy out of her as I could have otherwise."

Kat nodded, "Yes, she was pushed a bit further today than perhaps we normally would." Head angled slightly, "Would you like to handle it yourself in the future."

Cindy's ears pinned back as he chuckled, "Well, I have the rest of the weekend, do I not?" The question almost seemed more directed at the vixen than the feline. Quiet huffs came from Cindy as she squirmed under the male, all too aware of that steady throbbing of his bare length inside her.

A slight nod, "You do, Sir. Provided..." Kat's eyes dropped to Cindy with a silent question. Now they were paying attention far too much to her. The vixen's ears almost vanishing into her hair as her cheeks burned. Breath starting to come a bit faster now as she kneaded the lounger with quiet moans. Was this what she wanted? It felt great... beyond great really. Would it be as good next time she was with him?

Would it hurt to find out?

She nodded slightly and Kat's expression brightened. "Why yes, I believe we can arrange a few things. Perhaps arrange for a camping expedition?"

The pair began to plan out the rest of her weekend. Cindy huffing quietly and looking away. Ears jumping as she saw the possum and mare nearby. The mare grabbing at a railing as the possum teased her, the bigger mare groaning low in her throat. Refusing to say anything as the much smaller female continued to toy with her. "That settles it then," Garou's voice washed over her as he wrapped his arm around the vixen, stroking her chin as he rumbled softly. "You and me? We are going to have some fun together, Girl." He pressed a kiss to her neck before nipping lightly.