Looking through the slats Rebecca saw a male donkey lying in some hay. As she looked through the male donkey raised up and approached her.
Rebecca suddenly got an urge to push her hand through the slats and touch the donkey.
"No.." her conscious screamed at her, "you don't know what could happen here".
Ignoring her conscious she slipped her hand through the slats and started to stroke the donkeys muzzle. The donkey enjoying the attention began to lick her hand.
The feeling of the donkey licking her and the feeling of her hand rubbing its muzzle began to effect Rebecca.
She started to feel wetness forming around the lips of her sex and waves of pleasure washing over her body.
Temporarily breaking from the trance of pleasure Rebecca looked down between her legs to see the outline of her sex pushing against the fabric of her dungarees and a small wet patch beginning to form.
However Rebecca wasn't the only person enjoying these developments. The male donkey started to become restless issuing loud brays and stamping its hooves. The main development however was happening between its legs.
With a soft thud the donkeys penis had pushed out of its sheath and was hanging lazily between its legs.
Noticing this Rebecca started to move her hands towards the latch of the gate.
Her conscious started to cry out louder to her now.
"Don't do it Rebecca! You know what will come of you! Don't give in!"