Paula, the equestrian rider

 

    I had arrived to this small swedish town to take care of my saw-mill business. I had been a C.E.O to this german company for seven years which had been a quite an accomplishment considering my 37 years of age. I had rented a brand new Saab 9-5 from Stockholm and now I had driven nearly 300 kilometres north-west of swedish capitol. This particular town was populated not much over 20 000 people and was quite nice and beautiful.

As I turned my rental Saab to my hotels parking lot I saw a group of four teenage girl staring at me.

-Probably just checking out my nice set of wheels and my quite handsome figure. I thought in my mind. As I stepped out of the car girls started giggling and I saw them checking me out. No wonder, though. I was quite appealing entity due to my sporting hobbies and my background as an athlete. Besides I’m quite tall man, about 187 centimetres (6 ft 3”) and look maybe a bit boyish. I was more than surprised as one of these girls, the only one who wasn’t giggling started walking towards me as I reached for my luggage from the trunk.

-Excuse me mister, the girl said to me with this cutest swedish accent.

-Yes?, I replied as I stood up and looked at the girl.

She was only about 155 centimetres (5 ft 2”) tall and slender, very petite. Her blonde, upper back reaching hair was on a two pigtails. Despite her petite looks, she had a quite large bosom that stretched the fabric of her short sleeved, black satin shirt. She had left the first three buttons unbuttoned and the open cleavage revealed almost ten centimetres of  the furrow between her young breasts. She also wore a white pleated skirt and black knee-high leather boots.

-Damn these swedish women/ girls look hot, I caught myself thinking as I looked at her in front of me.

-Hey, mister. I was just wondering if you could lend me 20 krones? I’m supposed to get back home immediately and I have ran out of bus money. The girl said to me.

-Well, I have just arrived and my wallet is rather empty of cash..., I replied politely. --Please, mister I will do anything if you help me..., the girl nearly begged and smiled seductively. Her friends started giggling louder as she teased me.

-Well, I was just about to check out my wallet..., I said as I took out my wallet and checked wether I had any cash left.

-Well, looks as if it is your lucky day. I just happen to have two 10 krone coins here., I smiled and handed the coins to her.

-Oh, thank you, thank you!”, the girl got excited and wrapped her hands around my neck. She hugged me and whispered: How old are you, mister?. I gently pulled her off and smiled to her:

-I’m 37, so I guess I could be your dad, or at least your caring uncle giving you the bus money.

-Hey, that’s okay. I’m almost 18, so if you would like to meet me somewhere..., the girl explained cutely, her blue eyes giving me this sweet, pleading glance.

-Hey, now... I have just arrived and would really just like to get in my hotelroom and get a long, hot shower. And you were supposed be in a rush back home, remember? So, goodbye now... and take care., I smiled to her as I shut the trunk and grabbed my suitcase.

The girl seemed almost disappointed as I left, but as I looked back as I had reached the door of the hotel, I saw her again giggling with her friends, though still looking at my direction smiling almost cockily. There was definitely something interesting about this young woman, also something else besides her obvious sexyness. A little bit confused about this incident I checked in and nearly stormed to my room. I took a shower, ignored little feeling of hunger and fell asleep still thinking of this young, swedish beauty at the hotel yard.

    In the next morning I prepared myself for a business meeting at my business associates log cottage. Due to a rather informal nature of this meeting I decided to wear just plain jeans and orange buttoned shirt. After heavy breakfast I headed towards near-by forests with my rental Saab.

As I drove little gravely road heading to my colleagues cottage I saw a breathtaking landscape; on the left side of the road there was this flowery meadow still glimmering from the morning dew and behind it I saw this sparkling little stream running thru peaceful swedish countryside. I just had to pull over and take a photo or two. As I did my work with my camera I suddenly heard a familiar, cute voice behind me:

-You know, this are actually private property. As I looked behind me I saw the same girl as yesterday, though now sitting on a back of a horse.

-Oh, well I’m sorry if I’m intruding..., I explained but the girl interrupted me:

-Hey, you gave me twenty krones yesterday, so take your time. The girl stepped down from the back of her horse and walked to me. She wore a white silk blouse and light brown riding pants. She had tied a little silk scarf around her neck. Her riding boots were of black, well polished leather and they were glistening as she walked to me.

-Umm..., well then...I think I’m almost done, so..., I stuttered like a young boy. This girl somehow made me nervous. She lifted her riding whip and pointed it at my chest:

-You know, I’d like to punish you a bit for leaving me standing there like that yesterday..., she whispered and I nearly panicked. I have always found strict, commanding, maybe even dominating women exciting. I have fantasized of being punished and dominated by a woman for so long. As this petite beauty said those words I couldn’t believe my ears, what an excitement!

Damn that sounds good, too bad she is kidding, I thought.

-Heh...well, I-I was too tired of my travelling...and...and..., I stuttered again.

-Hey, relax mister I was only kidding!, she smiled and introduced herself:

-My name is Paula.

-Well then, hi I’m Peter. I replied and smiled to her. I noticed that her nipples were showing thru her light bra and the light silkfabric of her blouse. God her breasts were looking attempting! As she noticed me stearing, I startled and dropped my camera case. As it hit the ground, it opened and all the tiny extra parts spread around.

-Damn...!, I moaned as I kneeled to collect them back to the case. I was a bit surprised as she didn’t kneel to help but instead just stood there and watched me work. Suddenly I felt nearly aroused... as if I was working under her command. Suddenly she said something that made me stop working:

-You know you could polish my boots while you are down there.

She stepped closer so that her already shining leather boots were right infront of my face.

-What’s the matter, cat got your tongue? How about if I actually commanded you to lick my boots clean? Would you obey me? I heard what she had said, but I couldn’t believe my ears... how could this young girl even have such ideas in her head? Though I have to admit that those words were the most turn on line any woman has ever said to me. I don’t know why I didn’t stand up and dismiss her words as if she had never said them. Instead I stayed on my hands and knees and looked up feeling confused and aroused at he same time.

-W-well...what do you... I mean..., I kept stuttering. This girl smiled a bit wickedly and said:

-You look like a naughty little boy as you crawl on my feet. Naughty boys should be punished, so... I think you should lick my boots clean. Yes, that will be your punishment. Lick them clean now, naughty boy.

I bowed my head and saw her lift the tip of her other boot. I felt overwhelmingly confused as I slowely bowed my head a bit lower.

-Bow your head and lick them properly, you filthy little pig! Naughty little piggy!, the young petite beauty giggled and tapped me to my bottom with her riding whip. I lowered my head and all I could see was the glistening tip of her well polished ridingboot.

-Lick it, now or I will spank your fat ass!, the girl ordered again. I closed my eyes and smelled the enchanting scent of leather as the tip of her boot was only an inch away from my open mouth. The time had almost stopped and I felt drool coming out of my mouth. As she saw me drooling to her boots she hissed:

-Look what you have done, pig! You are drooling to my boots! I told you to lick them, now do it!. As she slapped my bottom hard with her riding whip, I collapsed.

I opened my mouth wider and started licking the tip of her ridingboot as if it was covered with whipcream. I moved my tongue fast, as if afraid that she might give me another stroke from her whip. Occasionally I licked slower, with longer strokes and let my tongue wander around the tip of her ridingboot. As I had licked the both tips of her boots, she ordered:

-Now, open your mouth as wide as it gets, I’m not satisfied yet, pig!

I did as she told and she pushed the whole slender tip of her boot in my mouth. It filled my mouth and I choked a bit.

-Now, I want you to suck it , naughty boy. She commanded and gave me a hard stroke from her riding whip. I started moving my head back and forth and she kept shoving her boot deeper in my mouth. I gagged and gasped but she just giggled:

-Yes, yes... I know it may be difficult, but you just have to do it, dog.

The tip of her boot filled my mouth entirely and I gagged and mumbled uncontrollably.

-I think I told you to suck it, slave. She said calmly.

I tried to suck the tip, but it was extremely hard. To please this beautiful tormentor I started  moving my head back and forth. She just looked at me sucking for about two minutes. After that she just left me there drooling and climbed on her horse.

-Please…don’t go away. I mumbled still on my hands and knees.

-Well, what do you expect me to do after what you just did? You are a pretty perverted person, mister. She said and waved her blonde hair looking devine.

-I… I… got a bit confused… and… well, I’m sorry for what just happened… I pleaded and hoped for her to forgive me.

-Well, it’s a bit too late for apologies. For that what you just did, I feel entitled to demand for some kind of compensation.

-I will do anything to make this up for you… just name it.

She looked around us and seemed to be wondering something. After almost a minute of silence she gave me a self-confident gaze and said:

-Leave all your clothes to you car and follow me.

-E…excuse me…? I replied in utter confusion.

-Ok, your choice. She said and pulled the reins of her horse, beginning to move on by herself.

-O…ok! Wait just a second. I made a crazy decision and decided to get naked, forget all about my oblications and follow this young goddess, wherever she might be going.

She waited for me to get undressed and abandon my car and all my belongings.

Quickly I moved close to her and her horse so that no one would see me naked on the quiet country road.

She smiled arrogantly and mesmerized my naked body with her big blue eyes.

-You will follow me running, because I don’t want anyone to see me with such a pervert. Understood?

I nodded and felt extremely ashamed, all naked in front of this beautiful and stunningly dressed yound lady.

She pulled the reins of her stallion and the horse begun to gallop slowly.

I ran after her. She kept her horse in steady motion and did not let it to move too fast.

Though it was almost too much for me; I ran like a mad man but still I had difficulties keeping up with her.

She let me run for almost fifteen minutes before we arrived at a some kind of barn. She lowered herself off the horse and walked to the barn door.

The barn seemed quite modern and recently built, it was made on wood and concrete and had no windows in it.

The girl unlocked the barn door and pulled it open. She turned to me and tapped her riding boot with her whip.

-Get in. She commanded.

I did as I was told and trembled through the door. I felt exhausted from the running and just wanted to collapse. She followed after me and closed the barn door.

-This is a barn in which me and my mother take care of our breeding ponies. It is a brand new and all the equipment in here are totally unused.

-Ah… I see… m-may I … lay down for… a while…? I huffed and puffed leaning to my knees.

-Follow me. The girl snapped and walked to the back wall of the barn.

I did as she had told and followed right after her. I couldn’t get my eyes of her figures. Her tight ridingpant-covered butt was so firm and small and her legs looked petite and slender in her tight-fitting, polished ridingboots.

-Get down on all fours. She commanded as I arrived to her.

I obeyed. She took something from a locker by the wall. I heard her walk to me and felt something being brought to my lips.

-Open as wide as you can. She said. I did as told and opened my mouth so wide it hurt my jaws.

-Good boy, I heard her say and felt something being fit in my mouth. With routine she filled my mouth with metal pieces that forced my mouth wide and stay open. She locked them in place by attaching the leather harness buckles under my chin, and over and behind my head. I felt very uncomfortable and moaned loudly.

-Keep silent! She scolded and spanked me hard with her ridingwhip. Next she walked infront of me and kneeled so that she was on the same level as my face. She rolled a pair of leather gloves on, and begun to fix the metal bit filling my mouth. She adjusted the bit so that it begun to feel a little bit more comfortable. But still it stretched my mouth extremely and I thought I would drown in my own saliva.

After enough fitting, she got back on her feet and again tapped her boot with her whip.

She stood right in front of me and brought her left boot under my face. With the whip in her right hand she kept on tapping the side of her right boot. She just stood there and watched as my drool begun to drip from my tormented mouth. I couldn’t help it, the drool had already filled my mouth and because of the bit, I couldn’t swallow it down. All I could do was to let it run out of my mouth.

I felt so humiliated. Down on my all fours, completely naked and severely gagged by my beautiful tormentor. She didn’t move her boot, but just watched it get covered by my drool.

-Look at you, you pathetic dog. You are drooling all over my new boot. You can’t control yourself enough to even try to swallow your liquids? Instead of trying, you just let them to drip all over my boot! She scolded me with her arrogant young girl voice.

After that she slapped hard across my back with her whip and commanded:

-Lick them off right now, pig!

I bowed my head and tried to get my tongue out of mouth. It was almost impossible to get my tongue pass all the metal in my mouth and I started to mumble again.

-Quit that mumbling it annoyes me and lick my boot clean, you pig! She ordered and slapped my back again.

In agony I forced my tongue out past all the restrains in my mouth and slowly begun to lick the glistening black leather boot in front of me.

 

Part 2 to become…