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Date Posted: 18:04:46 02/28/09 Sat
Author: Cherokee (scared)
Subject: Re: New Day
In reply to: China and her horses 's message, "New Day" on 18:59:21 02/27/09 Fri

>China woke early to head to the barn and check the
>mares. They were deep in heat and ready to be bred.
>She could hear the stallions making noise in their
>stall in the next barn "room." She took both mares by
>their leads and tied them outside, she didn't want to
>use the corral just in case a fight broke out. She
>took Blue Bull out first. His name was very well
>earned, he was as strong, angry, and as mean as a
>bull. He was ridable, but only by very strong and
>knowing riders.
>
>
>Blue Bull pulled at the lead in his attempt to break
>free and run to the mares. A sharp jerk and a slap on
>the rump quickly stopped his pulling and fighting. The
>doors opened and China led him to Cherokee, the little
>mare with quite an attitude. He lifted his tail and
>pawed the ground. She showed the whites of her eyes
>and tries to turn, but she was held by the short rope
>and couldn't turn her rump away. Bull snorted and
>dropped his tool, but China held him back. He pulled
>but she took him in slow circles until he pulled his
>tool back in. She led him back slowly and get began to
>get angry. Just what she wanted. He kicked and pulled
>away from her just as she unclipped the lead from his
>halter. He reared and dropped his tool again before
>coming crashing down onto the mares back. Her tail was
>planted firmly between her legs and he had to pry it
>out. He did his business and dismounted, before
>remounting and making China think he wasn't done.

I shrieked as the stallion remounted, his tool rubbing agianst my leg. I heard his hot breath against my neck as he whispered, "You know all those times you've not let me have my fun with you in the pasture? Now your going to make up for all those times..." His sharp teeth clenched the skin at the base of my neck. His tool rubbed my leg as he became more frantic. He found the hole and shoved hard, I jumped at the suddeness of his attack and, thinking with a hazy mind, backed up. The pain hit again and a wave of blood and seed spilled down my legs. I screamed and kicked out, only causing myself to topple over. At least the stallion couldnt get to me down here.

China ran to the stallion andslapped at his chest with the lead rope, amking him back up and away from the mare. She helped the mare up and led her back to her stall after cleaning her up and making sure the had some medication to stop the pain. Bull was already back in his stall and cleaned up after his day.
She went out with Bird and led him to Aspen, the large Clydedale mare. Bird didn't seem very interested, as he had done this many times before.

Bird flared his nostrils, but tried his hardest not to seem too interested. He was surprized that the second he was behind the mare that she back right into him after she had seen what happened to her friend Cherokee. He immediatly mounted and put his tool inside of her. She backed up and shifted her weight back. Knowing that if he went too hard it would hurt the mare, he went slowly. She kicked and growled "Aren't you a man?" He shoved forward hard, infuriated that she would make such a comment. She jumped but leaned back more. She continued to back up until he could hardly balance himself. He released his seed and dismounted, snorting and shaking his head before being lead back to his stall.

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