Piper sat on the bench where she’d been instructed to wait and watched the horses prance around the penn, Roger Donnington sitting atop one of them, striding quickly towards the outer reaches of it.
And it stank.
She did everything she could to keep her nose from curling at the smell, but she just wasn’t a nature kind of girl. She preferred cities and restaurants and museums to… this, she thought as she mentally waived her hand at all the green and brown stuff on Roger’s estate.
Piper sucked it up though, this was an opportunity she couldn’t turn down, to be the personal assistant to the famous Roger Donnington; billionaire, philanthropist, and genius!
She’d only had to lie a little bit, well at lot, on her resume to get the interview, but she’d charmed the first row of flunkies enough for a second and then finally this one, the final one, with Roger himself.
Roger’s horse came to a sudden stop at the fence and he swiftly dismounted the beast, wrapping the reins around the upper board of the fence and then confidently making his way over to her.
“Hello, you must be Piper.” he said and extended his hand after taking the riding glove off of it.
She stood up and gave her thousand watt smile and shook his hand, “Yes, a pleasure to meet you Mr. Donnington.” she replied and wiggled her body just enough to bring attention to all her best attributes.
He smiled and she caught him checking her out and she knew she had the job in the bag.
Piper stepped out of the office and smiled as she saw the limo waiting for her. This was one of the few days in the city for her and it felt so strange now.
She’d gotten the job with Roger and she spent most of her time at the estate with him, but once in a while she had to come to the main office to get something or do something. At first she’d come in one or twice a week at least, but slowly the estate grew on her and now she only came in once a month or so.
Roger had joking warned her that country life would grow on her and she’d laughed it off, but like just about everything, Roger was right. So much so that she even had bought a whole new wardrobe, filled with jeans and spandex and other things she would never have imagined wearing before.
The only problem with the job was that Roger had insisted that she was on standby 7×24, which for all partial purposes meant she was living at the mansion. In of itself that wasn’t a problem, but she just wasn’t used to all the strange noises at the mansion and for the first few weeks she’d had a terrible time sleeping. It wasn’t until Roger had offered her an experimental set of noise canceling earbuds that she could wear overnight, that things had gotten better.
She wiggled her ass over to the limo and quickly got in the back, the driver speeding her away back to the mansion where she belonged.
Piper shielded her eyes from the sun as she watched Roger riding in the distance, a deep longing building up in her.
She wasn’t exactly sure what that longing was, was it to ride like Roger did… or something else?
She let out a sigh as Roger started back towards her, eventually coming up and stopping beside her.
“Piper… what’s the news?” he asked.
“Sorry to disturb you Sir, but one of the board members needs to talk to you.” she replied.
Roger swung his leg over and dismounted, then took a good long stare at her tits.
A shiver ran through her and a smile formed on her lips as she blushed a little.
He started walking towards the mansion and she quickly followed along, just to the right and a step or two behind him. Somehow it just felt right to be there as she delivered the details of the call and what he needed to do.
When they got to the mansion they walked in and back to where Roger kept his office, just in front of it was her desk, or as Roger referred to it, her stall. Roger walked her right up to her desk and let her sit down before he entered his office and closed the door behind him.
Everything about it just felt right to Piper and she wondered if Roger might want to do more than just stare at her tits. Her mind wandered and she started daydreaming about what that might be like.
Piper tugged at her top as she stood in Roger’s library as he reclined in his chair, a smile on his face.
She’d been dreaming of this for weeks and couldn’t believe it was finally happening!
A hard tug on her top popped the last button off and she quickly took it off, her jean shorts followed and then she was standing in front of him naked. Her nipples hard, her pussy wet, she shook with anticipation until she finally fell to her knees.
Even that wasn’t enough though, she bent over onto all fours and her body shivered in pleasure as she crawled over to him. She got up between his legs and felt his hand come down on her head, petting it like some kind of animal, and then he spoke.
“Good horsie, good girl.”
She almost came right then and there, her whole body shivering just from the words that came out of his mouth. Unable to control herself any more she snuggled her head up to his crotch and then she heard her own voice echo through the room, “Whhhhhheeeeeennnnny!”
Piper looked over at Roger as she stood in the horse barn, which was exactly where she belonged. The saddle was warm on her back, the tail plug in her ass had grown more comfortable over the week, and the bit between her lips only made her want to suck his cock even more.
Roger grabbed hold of the bit and pull her head back forward, “Bad Piper.” he said and she whinny’d and whined at the same same time. He walked around and inspected her several times, rubbing her haunches, grabbing her tits, moving her head from side to side and inspecting her teeth.
Each touch sent shockwaves of pleasure through her.
Then there was a knock at the stall door though she darned not turn to see who it was.
“Sir, Betsey Reynolds is here for the interview.” one of the stable hands said.
Roger continued inspecting her as he replied, “Good, how does she look? Are those tits as impressive in person as in her photos?”
“Yes Sir, she’ll make a fine cow. She’ll be cumming from being milked in no time I’m sure.”
Roger chuckled and then grabbed her bit and turned her head upward until their eyes met.
“What good in a pony if you don’t have some cattle to herd, eh?” he asked with a smile and then let her go to return to her position.
As he left the thought of herding cows ran through her mind and her pussy started to leak. She hoped Roger would be back soon to ride her like only he could.
