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Justin's Stable Experience

Regal & Fallen
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Keywords canine 86382, horse 38229, males 28484, spanking 5659, punishment 2342, whipping 372
“What the fuck you think you’re doing?!”

Startled Justin dropped his cigar on the floor and the only thought remaining in his head was “Well. So I’m in trouble. Again.”

The canine wasn’t happy with spending his summer holidays in the country in the first place. He was a city boy and the idea of leaving the joys of civilization (as he called it) wasn’t appealing for him at all. But his parents thought otherwise and so here he was, on the farm of some uncle he never heard about before and wholeheartedly hoped will never hear about again in his life.

Everything here was old-fashioned and smelly. His canine smell was attacked by smell of horses, cow and god knows what else. Justin didn’t want to know, for sure. So he creeped into one of dark buildings on the farm, leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, enjoyed a quick smoke and felt in a peace with the world. Until he nearly pissed himself when the man started to yell at him, of course.

“Do you want to kill us all, or you’re just stupid?”

The cigar on the floor disappeared crushed under big cowboy boot of a big black horse who was now towering over Justin.

“Eh, what do you mean, kill us all?”

“Smoking in the stables is forbidden and dangerous! You could set everything here in fire, with all the hay here. Never heard about it before?”

“Err, no?” Justin tried honesty as first line of defense, simply because the man seemed to be very pissed off and not even Justin was quick and brave enough to be a smartass.

It was not a good idea. The horse virtually exploded and slapped Justin on the head: “Don’t play with me! Everyone knows!”

“But I… I really don’t know, I wasn’t even aware this is a stable,” Justin pleaded.

“Does this look like a ballroom to you?”

Justin finally noticed the balls of hay, stalls and even four-legged horses there. They were sticking their heads over the stall doors, curious not to miss the show.

“Well, when you say it, it does not,” Justin acknowledged. “Sir.” added for sure, since in trouble it’s always good idea to be polite.

“Don’t sir me, young man. You’re getting the whipping of your life anyway!”

“Wwwwww… whipping?” The mere word sent shivers down Justin’s spine. He had lots of experience with spankings, of course. More than he would admit and definitely more than he would like. But whipping? That’s not even provincial or old-fashioned, that was simply barbaric and from middle ages!

“Of course! Works for horses, would work for you as well. At least you’ll remember it – I can practically guarantee you’ll never lit fire in the stables again. Or you’ll prefer me calling the sheriff and spent night in a jail?”

Justin imagined what his parent would say and thought that not even whipping can be as bad as jail.

“Um… no, sir. But I have never been whipped before.”

“You learn something new every day, young man. There you go,” the man pointed to door with a TACK ROOM sign. “And don’t even think about running away, I’m faster than you are.”

Justin has no reason to doubt this. The horse was tall and seemed to be quite fit, from all the hard work. So he lowered his ears and tail and slowly walked to the tack room.

The room was filled with strange things Justin could not even recognize, let alone name. There were bridles, bits, harnesses and even few saddles on some kind of trestle. But Justin’s eyes were attracted by the bullwhip, coiled like a poisonous snake on the wall. When he saw it, he wasn’t even able to talk, just silently pointed his hand, thinking that not even the jail was worse that this thing.

“Nice one, don’t you think?” the horse whinnied. He enjoyed Justin’s dread for a while and then couldn’t hold it anymore. “Don’t be afraid, I’m not going to use the bullwhip on you, you didn’t set the fire after all. I think that this riding crop will be enough for you.”

The horse took short and slender brown whip from the whip rack. In comparison with the bullwhip, Justin was almost happy to see it, although it promised quite interesting experiences as well.

“What funny kind of pants do you have?” the horse asked, pointing to Justin’s fashion bondage pants, with all the straps and buckles. “You speak of funny pants? At least they don’t have holes in front and back,” Justin got some of his cheek back, relating to the leather riding chaps the stable hand wore over the pair of well-worn blue jeans.

Horse slapped Justin’s ass: “Maybe you’ll appreciate them to cool off after your whipping, smartass. And even before, if you had them you would not need to strip them now. Off with that funny thing!”

“Strip? You’re not going to whip me bare!”

“Of course I am, that’s the proper way! And don’t argue, or it’ll be worse.”

Justin sighed and started to strip.

“Could you please at least close the door?”

“Why? You’re afraid someone will see you? Nobody comes here at this time of day.”

“Well, but the horses…” Justin pointed to the plethora of still interested horse heads.

“You’re afraid they’ll tell someone? Don’t be silly, and get the nice ass of yours here over the saddle. And hold and learn.”

The powerful hand of the horse pinned Justin to the smooth leather of the saddle and the whipping began. It was far worse than the usual spanking Justin endured before. The sting was terrible and the poor boy started to yell.

“Be quiet, or I’ll put a bit on you!”

Justin tried to hold himself, but couldn’t manage complete silence, as his ass got more and more red strips all over it.

The whipping finally ended and the horse’s hand disappeared from Justin’s back. The sobbing canine started to feel his ass gingerly and realized the stable hand was right: the assless chaps would be better than his pants, in this situation.

“So, would you remember not to smoke in the stables anymore?”

“Yes, sir. I will. I honestly didn’t know it was dangerous. I was never in stable before. Or on the farm even.”

“Oh! So you’re the Martin’s city boy? The one he was speaking about so much? That explains it, although you deserved the whipping anyway.”

Justin snorted, not entirely in agreement.

“So, are you enjoying yourself in the country? Well, probably not at this exact time…”

Justin look around the strange contents of tack room, the horses in the stalls and finally the smiling stable hand, who was obviously deeply scared about what Justin’s cigarette could cause.

“It has its charms, although I don’t even know what all these things are good for,” he pointed to the walls. “Well, except the whip.”

“Oh, if you’re interested, I can show you! Maybe I could let you even ride the horse, if you wish.”

Justin smirked and patted his sore ass. “Thanks, man, but I think I’ll wait few days!”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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by falko
[iconname]JustinX[/iconname] started a contest involving scenario or situation of his character getting spanked. I got an idea, but it quickly got longer than comment would allow, so I'm publishing the story here for your enjoyment and inspiration.

Any feedback is welcome, but please note that I'm not native English speaker, so there probably would be some spelling and grammar errors.

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canine 86,382, horse 38,229, males 28,484, spanking 5,659, punishment 2,342, whipping 372
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Published: 6 years, 11 months ago
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JustinX
6 years, 11 months ago
Well I thought this was excellent. You really caught the characters personalities, and kept the entire story moving at a good pace. Thank you and well done for writing it :)
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