Jodie's Slaves Part Four - Sex Stories

Jodie's Slaves Part Four

... trade. But you owe me one, Tramp! Before our contract is up you will make me cum at least once.”

Back in the car I started shaking a little. What had I been thinking, bringing Tess into this? I had gotten carried away in my enthusiasm, but the mental image of Julie in flannel pajamas and pigtails nursing at Barb’s breast had overwhelmed me. I would snatch off the blindfold and they would finally know each other. It was what they both wanted, had always wanted, to really be mother and daughter. I couldn’t turn back time to have Barb actually give birth to her, but I could bring them closer this way. And if I had to give Tess the satisfaction of making me suck her off one last time...well...I would do it.

Now to get home and find out what my slave had been up to in my absence.

Barb

Standing in the storage room of the barn lost in thought an idea came to me . A gift for Mistress Jodi. After the last few years of marriage and not feeling desired or sexy in a way that feels real and alive, what Jodi does with me has made me feel more sexual and desirable than I’ve ever known. The pictures she takes of me and things she sometimes says are more dear to me than I can say. As much as she hurts me sometimes it seems strange to love her but she is so much more than the person who has made me her sex slave and is cruel to me. She is also fun and helpful and really just a normal college age girl and friend of Julie’s.

This idea was from a seed planted as I looked at ...

... links to sites she had sent me to look at. When I saw the link to a site with women as sexy ponies the seed got into me and here in the barn it’s grown into full bloom. Our sulky that is similar to the one a team of incredibly sexy pony women were pulling two exquisite Mistresses in. We had everything needed to give her a pony of her own...if she would want me that way. I pulled out the dusty sulky and pony harness to clean and looked it over to see what it would take to hook my harness into it.

Back to the Pony Women sites I made drawings of types of rigging and decided on a design I could make for using the harness we already had. I took photos of my drawings and pasted some beautiful net pics of women in harness to create a visual of the idea for her. I felt in my heart this was right for us. In the tack room with my laptop Tuesday morning and the cleaned up cart in the hall I was grinning happily when Jodi came out to help with the morning feed or play with me or whatever she wanted to do.

Jodi looked...off...when she finally entered the barn, upset, even. She had refused to tell me where she was going or what she was working on, but it looked like maybe it had not been a success. I hoped my little surprise would cheer her up.

Without a word she grabbed me, pinning my arms behind me and kissed me. Her free hand tortured my nipple, just a little as she pressed me full length to her body. The pinching at my nipple hurt, but she was not being cruel, I sensed an almost ...