Tabby

uhm just got crazy hard thinking about multiple handlers needed in order to break me in. i’m a mustang and i sure as hell don’t wanna be ridden or touched. maybe i get pinned down and get a 3 point or 5 point play collar wrapped around my neck and then they let me go, just to ease the pressure. then again, i’m cornered, i get some leather leashes forced on each of the rings in the collar, and im fighting and pulling the whole while, putting up a fight. then the metal clicks together and the smell of mink oil makes me dizzy and twitch with arousal. i’m tied off to some posts, forced in one direction by crowding of bodies and pulling of leashes, overwhelmed not knowing how to escape. there isn’t any escape. they are locking me in place, there’s someone behind me roping my arms together behind my back and there’s someone putting cuffs one each of my ankles going “woah boy, easy does it”, spreading my legs apart and there’s not a hint of aggression in anyone’s voice. this is just a job that needs doing, a young stallion needing to be broke. and i’m trying to kick and i’m trying to fight it but someone in leather gloves grabs my head and forces a halter on me and i know im getting to the point where i’ll never have the same fight i used to. i’m bound, there’s no escape.

no, babe, i dont do casual. its mind numbing devotion for all eternity or nothing.

why can’t people reciprocate the same energy??? Like yes, im overtly obsessed with you to the point where it’s kinda interfering with my sleep schedule and school BUTT you literally could convince me to sleep better & do better in academics— im just sayin tho

The thought of bringing him out to dinner with friends and putting my hand on his thigh and then slowly moving it into his boxers, playing with his clit, pussy and watching his reactions as he tries to make up excuses like “it’s hot in here” or “I don’t feel well” while he’s fighting the urge to cum all over my hand, then when he can’t take it anymore he hides his face against my shoulder and climaxes, I pat him on the back and say “You’re alright boy”.