"RIDING SCHOOL "

She sat confident and commanding astride the huge stallion, looking down at the men. Her shiny leather boots and black hold-up stockings in sharp contrast to the pale white of her skin. Her slim thighs forced wide apart by the body of the great beast; pulling the tiny black panties into every crevice of her slim body, her hips forward and pressing her pussy hard against the horn of the leather saddle. With back straight and chest pushed out, her breasts strained against the tight black bra; she looked all-powerful and slightly evil, heavy black mascara, jet-black hair and blood red lipstick that glistened as though they were wet in the bright daylight, all added to her overall look of authority. Paula sat commanding and powerful, revelling in her position and the hold that she had over them.

The eight men stood in a semi-circle before her, all were naked and each had their hands tied together behind them. All of them wanted to fuck her; the bitch knew it and delighted in it. Since the first glimpse of her riding casually across the grounds of the remote mansion towards them, they had all wanted her. About thirty-five years old they had guessed between them in hushed voices as she had come nearer to them. She possessed however, the body of a much younger woman, firm and slim, tender and inviting. She had an air of confident authority about her that added to the sexuality of her movements astride the huge horse as it had come to a halt.

She sat there taunting them, teasing them, watching their pricks harden and rise, their eyes roaming her body as they sought even the faintest of glimpses of her most secret parts. The hungry lusting eyes filled her with a sexual charge that made her inner pussy muscles contract, sending delightful sensations rippling through her. The hard saddle pressing against her swollen clitoris added to the thrill. To be in charge, that was her turn-on, the feel of authority and to be desired, how she loved her work.

Slowly and sensuously for the benefit of the watching men, she smoothed the long tight leather gloves along her slender arms, the riding crop held firmly in the other delicate hand. They wanted her, she thought, each of them imagining what her pussy would be like, what it would feel like to have their cocks inside her. Did she suck cock or like it up her arse, would she swallow sperm? All of these questions they would be asking themselves and it made her feel good to be the centre of their attention.

"Welcome gentlemen," she said smiling. "My name is Paula. You all responded to my advertisement with a desire to be taught disciple. No fee is payable nor requested. I give my services freely just as you have all expressed your willingness to accept whatever the weekend holds for you."

Paula spurred the stallion with the high heels of her boots; the great beast began slowly walking around the small arena in a tight circle. With each movement of the horse, Paula's hips were thrust forwards with the motion. An erotic sight that mimicked passionate thrusting during sex. All eyes followed the motion, the men watched spellbound as her breasts jiggled and bounced gently, her thighs jerking as she gripped the body of the horse with them.

The horn of the saddle crushed against her hard clitoris with each movement to sent shards of exciting pleasure coursing through her entire body. She was wet, her pussy juices flowing readily as she bathed in the attention being lavished upon her. Her throat was dry and her heart pounding, her voice was thick with arousal as she continued to address her audience.

"The two things that you all have in common are; a new-found desire to be introduced to the pleasures of discipline and the secret that each of you holds. It is my task this weekend to make each of you reveal your long held secret to the others in the group."

She brought the stallion to a halt and surveyed them sternly before swinging her leg easily across the saddle and sliding down to stand on the sawdust ring that formed the small arena outside the stable block.

"There is of course a prize for one of you," she said lightly, walking along the line of naked men just as a colonel would inspect his soldiers. "But only for one of you - the one that holds his secret the longest and until the end."

Paula moved behind them to walk again down past the line of naked buttocks. The tight leather panties rubbed against her swollen pussy lips, exciting and delighting further the all-powerful charge of being in control. So many naked men willing to do her bidding, the thought filled her with a pounding sensation that throbbed through her entire body. She would abuse them, humiliate them and would thoroughly enjoy herself in the process.

"Since my assistant James tied your hands when you arrived and guided you here, none of you has spoken. This is commendable as you were instructed not to speak under any circumstances. Now you will each in turn answer the question that I put to you."

Her heady perfume, strong and sensual, drifted on the light breeze, as she stood close behind the first man in the line. He shuddered slightly and involuntarily at the thought of this sexy woman so close to him he imagined that he could feel her warmth radiating across to him.

"Do you know what the prize could be?" Paula whispered sexily close to his ear.

The man nodded. He felt the tip of the riding crop pass between his legs to tickle the back of his balls, he gasped and his cock twitched involuntarily at the touch.

"Tell me then!" she snapped angrily at him, her voice demanding and full of authority.

"To have sex with you," he said softly and hesitantly.

Paula withdrew the riding crop and tapped the next man on the shoulder with it.

"Do you think that is the prize?" she spat icily.

"I don't know," he said nervously, fearful of being embarrassed in front of the others and suffering her wrath.

"Liar!" she screamed and landed a savage blow with the riding crop across his naked buttocks. He jerked forwards instinctively, cursing loudly with the pain that burned in to his tender flesh.

"Don't speak!" Paula screamed at his back, she struck him again, harder this time. She then landed a savage kick to the back of his legs that forced him down onto to his knees. Gripping his hair roughly, she pulled his head backward toward her and leaned down to bring her face close to his.

"You, you worthless little shit!" she said menacingly through gritted teeth. "Will be the first to break and to reveal your secret."

Paula shoved him roughly, propelling him forwards to sprawl face down on the ground. He struggled to shift the weight of his body off his erection, but the stiletto heel of her boot pressed hard into the centre of his back to prevent any such movement.

"Anything you would like to tell us?" Paula sneered, pressing the thin heel of her boot harder into his back. He cried out in pain and shook his head violently from side to side in refusal. Silently the other men watched, fear gripping them all.

Paula laughed aloud, a mocking and derisive laugh.

"We will see if you can maintain your silence later."

She walked slowly in between the other men, passing close to them so that she brushed against their sides as she did so; teasing and arousing them further as their hungry eyes roamed her body. The pounding thrill that pumped through her was beyond description; heightened sexual arousal such as she had never before known. Her nipples hard and erect, rubbing against the soft inner material of her tight bra, her clitoris ached with a throbbing dull need that gnawed at her for release. She stood before them now, her legs set in a wide stance, hands on her hips; Paula was totally in command and simply pulsing with excitement.

"All of you now, will walk into the woods, "Paula pointed the direction with her riding crop.

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