" I reckon. No, I thought we might go in the opposite direction today to Kimpton. The pub is minute and we'll have to get bowls of water for the horse...s but the landlord and his wife are sweeties. Does that sound all right?" Do they do lager?" I don't know but I expect so. I'm sure they'll have cider if not." Heaven forbid. It's lethal." Not all of them and certainly not the bottled ones." Hmm!"The start of the ride was on roads but soon they were able to canter and have a race which,. She had so many different emotions running through her head. She was shocked and a little angry at her mom and brother for doing this to me, yet she could not deny that it turned her on to watch them. It brought back memories of the night she had been forced to have sex with me. Those memories were still so vivid in her mind. She then realized that it wasn't really anger she was feeling, rather she was jealous of them for getting to experience that intense pleasure all over again. I sat there. But my master and my mistress make me wonder if that self-superiority is an act as well. I'd thought at first they were just more cocky rich idiots or weirdo swingers, but when they played with me like this, when they really went for it hard, they reduced me to putty in their hands. They took the smug and self-assured sexy girl I tell the world I am and reduced her to a moaning ruin, revealed the cocky smirk beneath the mask to be as false as the fawning servant's smile. Their combined. "Kinda loused things up, didn't I." Was all he said.*We rode homeward with scarcely a word and it was only when we could see the lights of the ranch ahead of us that Peter broached the subject again. He cleared his throat a couple of times then said quietly. " Uh. Mark?" Yeah" I said, still not willing to budge an inch."Mark...will you say anything to your uncle about today?" There was no hint of pleading or regret in his voice, so I decided to make him suffer a while longer."I'm still thinking.