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From Create Your Own Story
It would have been best to stop but you are making great time, you decide you'll try your best to weather the storm which you find yourself in. Stiffening your posture to a more erect position you sit tall trying to forget the pressing force of Carla's backside against yours.
Eyes closing for a moment you take a deep breath to break any concentration of thoughts on Carla's bottom rubbing against yours. Normally clearing your thoughts is just a deep breath and a mind wipe but all you manage to do this time is fill your thoughts of Carla, her sweet scent, soft skin, beautiful orange hair; you did buy her mostly on her looks but you didn't think something like this would happen towards a slave.
You find yourself leaning forward in the saddle just a bit with the rocking movement of the horse till your pinned well against her backside.
"No...fucking way." Carla's sudden voice breaks through the long silence between the two of you.
"What is it?" You question thinking with opening eyes, she might have spotted danger while your thoughts were occupied of her ass against you.
"Like you don't fucking know. Your- your jabbing me in the ass with that shriveled dick of yours!" Carla turns over her shoulder, her eyes glaring daggers into your face.
"Yes well, it's not as though one could really blame me. A young, beautiful woman, riding before me in a rocking saddle; a body reactions to stimulation." Carla growls lightly as you can see her chained hands ball into tight fists.
"I'll walk then." Before you can speak Carla swings one leg over the saddle and lands on the ground with a light crackle of dirt below her feet.
"I don't believe I said you could get down." Your commanding voice breaks through causing her to pause a few steps away from the horses side, her chained hands still hooked to the side of the saddle.
"Well I did, what are you going to do about it?"
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