Your fifth lesson began with Vicky recapping some of what you had already been taught. You briefly practised mounting and dismounting before moving into a gentle trot. Happily, the four-legged movements and the added weight of a rider felt far less awkward than they had done previously. It was humiliating to admit it, but the motions now felt much more natural for your equine body. You knew you ought to hate acting like a tamed animal, but you were completely at the mercy of your captors. What alternative was there?
Unwittingly your thoughts ended up drifting back to the intense heat that was gnawing away at you. It was easier to think out in the fresh air and with no stallions nearby. Your arousal had dwindled somewhat but the nagging itch still lingered deep within your loins. You still craved relief, but you knew you had to play along with Vicky’s stupid training programme in order to get it. To that end you decided to focus on the task at hand and do a good job.
After an hour you were breathing heavily and wobbling slightly. Vicky had put you through your paces, making you canter, gallop and even jump, all with her on your back. It had been tiring work but at least it had briefly taken your mind off sex and stallions. The throbbing in your vagina was now somewhat dulled, given that the rest of your body now ached along with it.
“Excellent work Princess,” Vicky said happily as she stroked your nose, “you definitely earned yourself a few treats.” With that she reached into her pocket and pulled out a few mints, followed by a couple of carrots and a large juicy apple. You felt no shame in quickly scoffing all of this food down greedily as the woman chuckled to herself. “Well you seem to have developed a horse’s appetite,” she said with a smile, “there will be more where they came from if you continue to impress me.” You just looked at her as you continued munching on the tasty apple.
“Alright then girl,” Vicky continued, “I think it’s about time for Lesson 6. You’ll get a taste of what it will feel like to be mounted by one of those stallions that you so desperately crave. Doesn’t that sound like fun?”
Hearing this made you snort in disgust. You tried to remind her that you were a man. You didn’t want to be mated and used as a broodmare, you didn’t want-
Your thoughts were interrupted when you felt a gentle touch right on the slit of your swollen vagina. You struggled to maintain your defiant stance, even as the finger began gently rubbing and pressing between your pussy’s tight outer lips. “I’m sorry, what was that my horny little filly? Vicky teased from behind you. “I thought you enjoyed learning about equine reproduction. Aren’t you looking forward to having a stallion’s dick inside this cute little cunt of yours!?”
The woman’s words and fingerwork was starting to weaken your resolve. The temperature in your pussy skyrocketed as the need to attract a male intensified. You could hear wet squishing sounds as your aching sex moistened in anticipation. You knew you couldn’t keep your composure for much longer as your whole body started to tremble.
You were mere moments away from orgasm when Vicky cruelly withdrew from your slick passage. You let slip a whinny of despair as your pussy was left feeling empty and unsatisfied.
“Exactly as I thought,” Vicky said with a smile, “just as lustful as ever. Don’t worry, you will get the relief you crave so desperately… if you continue to follow my instructions that is. Will you agree to do that?”
You nodded quickly in response. You felt ashamed to give in, but the cloud of lust had seeped into your mind once again. You wanted that relief so badly, and you were willing to behave like a horse if that was what it took.
Vicky chuckled as she started leading you back out of the arena and over to where your sixth lesson would be taking place...