What I wanted is you showing off for the judges. Prancing. Happy. Aroused even. In an event, ruin your makeup with those tears
and I'd beat your ass! "You're getting there!
Now everyone of those judges is marking a score. You want to plead with them and each is different too.
Big time shows are no walk in the park. It's work!"But yeah. I could train you at it. But you were just sorta the stables dick. Turning you to another skill - actually my particular joy: RACING.
I got so excited I cracked your butt happily as we turn onto the dirt road
leading up the hill.
*smiles to the shadows*
hearing You praising the ponyboy - almost proud
But the second You mention the 20 judges its cheeks colour and start to burn with shame and humiliation
as it so eagerly prances there for Your under the thread of Your crop
But knowing there is no escape and only obedience and compliance could keep punishment away
So with its eyes filling with tears the dehumanised young man obeys
emphasising the swing of the hips even further
slightly spreading the lifted knees to the side to give better view to its swinging dick and ball sack
fearing tremendously to ever see You angry! Wanting to please instead!
hearing You stating what it had become causes the cheeks to glow more and a tear to run across a cheek
Soooo utterly helpless and under control!
*smelling the coffee, looking over at Bruce who gives me that grin. Smiles, settling back for a bit, yawning. Thinking a nap sounds like heaven...*
Havahapy Miss Jilly
*watching the movie and giggling as the the dogs and men in my life begin snoring.Wondering how my violin repair is going.... *
He makes those big round bales, taller than Sharko,eight or nine from the five acres
"That's good." Almost caressing your butt with my crop.
"Hold your head up. Show off. Imagine there are twenty
judges watching your every move. Bring all your stuff into play."
Watching you as you respond to the play of my crop.
And play it was. You had never seen me angry. Of course I didn't own
So would just ignore if not suitable to me.
"Use your hips. a proud breeding male, harnessed,
under control. Useful!"
as we rolled through a turn and into the other long straightaway.
Errrr ok running off to??? Um get dinner bye sharkieππππ
Nudges the room
Mowing with a big haybine, does my five acre field in less than half an hour
Ya gotta relax on the mowing and mulching stuff sharkie
Great big bailer around that super exciting
*my boys both climb up to the chair beside me, my boys, and fall asleep too. *
Probably bring that big bailer machine around tomorrow
Oh god a fritz mowing too?
feeling a bit more self confident as Your word - but then feeling the crop again instantly
trying to put even more effort into the gait, arching back more and lifting head
tugging knees up a little higher and coming out of the first bend into the first straightaway
whinnying
making the hips swing even further, fully aware that this intensifies the movement of dick and balls
feeling the crop sneaking around the hip and touching the dick
snorting
prancing, mind completely focused onto the gait - not letting the teasing crop or the but plug teasing its prostate steal its attention
Fritz is teddering my field he mowed this morning. That means running a machine over it to stir up the cut grass so it'll dry better
*smiles, seeing vaash stopped by. Sorry I missed her, but we'll catch up soon.Has a short reprieve, the ducklings are busy and everyone drifted off to sleep. Laughing to myself. What a weird day, but lovin' it.
I was kind to someone a couple of weeks ago, and we got talking. Her son and his family showed up today, and the kids were excited to meet me. My tiny little clas is growing...
Just finished dinner, a salad, pork roast, honey glazed carrots, mashed potatoes and rolls. My second batch of homemade peach ice cream in the freezer solidifying. And now watching Christmas movies. Still thinking about making some Christmas cookies for this week for my coworkers.*
Has packer board lol green and gold very pretty and lol well has stuff sharko not understand