I had a FWB years ago that enjoyed a special sort of play we called “Bitting Up”.
She wanted me to bit her up with the horse bit that “pony girls” like. I put the tall leather collar around her neck and buckled it up. I had her put the rubber covered bit into her mouth herself, hold it, while I buckled it tightly again behind her neck. It’s about 3/4 “ in diameter and sits well back in the mouth between the molars. Forces the mouth open, and draws the cheeks back when properly placed.
The bit has two large, metal rings attached to it. I brought the reins over and fastened them to the rings. The reins have these metal clips that make a loud clicking noise when opened and secured to the rings on the bit in her mouth. She gets very excited at the entire process. Starts to breath harder, cunt starts to drip.
I will then always lead her around the “ring” to get familiar with where she is to demonstrate her knowledge of being reined from behind like a horse. She leans over perpendicular to the ground, and puts her hands behind her back so that the forearms overlap and I will loosely tape them. I want her to be able to get her arms free free if she stumbles.
Her tits hang down and swing as she follows me around the rooms being lead around furniture, in and out of the rooms, drool starts to drip from her mouth. It’s best when we have two adjoining hotel rooms.
I have the crop and will swat her to correct some perceived fault. I’ll find a reason to tie off the reins off like a horse would be, to a piece of furniture while I get a condom on and lube my cock.
I tell her she’s about to get judged by people watching her as to how well she responds to the commands given her by the reins and bit, and also by the crop. We review that when the crop hits the side of her tit, she remembers which way to turn by “Move away from the crop” While she’s tied off the desk I stand behind her and repeatedly swat the sides of her tits and have her practice pivoting left and right. I stress the importance of getting a good clean docking at the outset.
She’s told me she likes to see the welts and bruises on her tits through out the next week when she dresses.
I lead her back to the closet mirrors, standing sideways to them. I lean back so my cock sticks out, and then start to pull back on the reins telling her she must figure out how to “dock” on to my cock by backing blindly backward several times trying to get her anus aligned with the tip so I will poke into her.
I have her start as far away from me as the reins will allow. I will not help her get it lined up by moving my cock, only by backing her using commands from the reins for left and right. She has to figure out how high or low to position her anus. If she misses I shake once on both reins to signal her to proceed forward, a sharp pull stops her, three quick pulls to go backwards and she tries again.
She gets frustrated and I scold her until finally she gets it right on the fourth try and we “dock”. It’s an odd sensation seeing this professional woman normally in total control of her environment going through all this to get the tip of my cock to slide into her anus being guided by reins, crops and commands.
I jerk once on the reins and she starts to walk forward, hunched over, pacing herself so I stay deep in her ass walking behind her. I hit her right tit hard with the crop and she turns to her left. I switch she turns right.
We move to just using the reins. She knows how to respond to a sharp jerk to stop. Pull the right rein she turns right and so on.
Three quick jerks she’ll back up all the while insuring I don’t slip out of her hole. We walk herky-jerky obscenely linked together through complicated figure eights, going forward to a wall, reversing straight back and then reversing with a turn.
She tells me often she like the complexity of trying to remember all the commands especially when I try to trip her up by combining the crop with rein pulls. I have no idea why this is exciting for her. I bring her to the door, turn her and make her half trot the length of the room with me in her the entire time.
I steer her into the bathroom under the bright lights and full length mirror. My left hand grabs her hair to pull her head back so she looks directly at herself and sees me also looking at her. I pull back hard on the reins with my right hand and start to pull –release-pull-release the reins so that her body moves involuntarily back and forth against my cock. She really cannot resist as the bit in her mouth controls everything.
I can tell she’s getting close to climaxing. Drool hangs from her lips. She tries to turn her head to wipe it on her right shoulder. I pull hard on the left rein, forcing her head straight and tell her to look at herself, what she’s become. Bitted up, getting ass fucked, tits cropped. Her eyes meet mine and I can only read what is best described as excited compliance.
The drool swings, lengthens and parts and hits her right foot. Her tits swing forward and back as I continue to force fuck her using only the bit in her mouth to control how her body rocks and her anus strokes my cock.
I see the flush start rising from her neck. Nipples are standing stiff off her tits and she starts to climax. Her face is very red, she’s grunting around the bit in her mouth pulled back so hard she’s forced into a hideous grin.
Her rectum contracts hard and I have to push my cock in roughly to keep from being shit out. It’s late so I let myself spurt into the condom as I jam up so tight against her that she has to pull her arms free to steady herself against the counter.
My shrunken cock plops out of her anus, and I lead her like a horse, back to the desk where I tie her off, while I go wash my cock. She won’t suck me until I do.
I come back cleaned up, and force her to try and accommodate me in her mouth along with the bit. It’s hard for her, and she’s concerned about her drool. Eventually I unbuckle the bit, but let it hang down below her chin and make her describe how she felt being “Bitted Up”
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