"mmmm, I think it's feed time." "I say we go back to camp where you will feed me." "I might even change the pack horses."
Rick nodded as he was pulled to his hooves and they started back. His insides were churning, but he wasnt sure if it was his worry at what would happen now, or if it was the load of seed in his butt...
A sharp stinging swat hit Rick's left buttock, making him pick up his pace. Glancing back he watched Charlie swing the long hickery switch, delivering another sharp swat to his bulging eqiune buttocks.
Instinctively Rick picked up one hooved foot to kick. But the big stallion behind him was wise to such things. Quickly side stepped Ricks kick, sliding one huge powerful hand under Ricks tail. The stallion's short thick fingers wrapped around Ricks low hanging orbs. One powerful squeeze downed the halpless Rick to his knee's. "Try that again..." Charlie growled in his ear. "And I'll make a geldling out of you!" The big stallion finished, squeezing and twisting Ricks tender orbs to emphasize his point. Yanking him back to his feet with the reins, the stallion swatted his rump again.
Tho' the walk was not a long one, it was hard for the helpless Rick. Not being able to go where he wanted, but only where he was directed. Even tho' he was still feeling intensely submissive from his mounting, it grated on him. As did the rough treatment his buttocks were recieving, and his bruised testicles ached painfully. As he was forced to trot along. Once back at camp he was pushed aside as Charlie munched happily on the sweet feed. The sweet oder of it filled his nostrils, stepping closer his lower his muzzle towards the food. But charlie pushed him away glaring at him darkly.
"Remember who the herd stallions is now." Charlie growled at him. Ricked lowered his head submissively waiting until the stallion had eaten his fill. Rick quickly buried his muzzle in the almost empty bag, as Charlie walked over to look over the pack animals...