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Hunting Girl

Dr. Flotsom

Damn woman...

He thought of the girl he had been pursuing for the last few weeks. She had put him off again, and he was unsure what to do next. His mind was preoccupied with her shape, smell and the feel of his body's lingering desire.

He trudged across the fields, heading to check some of the traps, clear brush and repair a wall along the field access road. His job was not glamorous, but it allowed him to keep his own cottage on the border of the estate.

Dirty boots slopped in the mud. It was a warm day, and walking through the muddy fields was tiring. He diverted from his shortcut to the dirt path.

His preoccupation with the girl was interrupted by the sounds of dogs in the distance. A hunting party, coming across the fields, he thought. He stopped... and heard the sound of approaching hooves, as well as the hunting horn. They were coming this way.

Oh great, he thought. With my luck I will get trampled by aristocracy today...

He pressed against the stone wall next to the path, out of the way, as the horses came in to view, and with a huge cloud of dust, pounded past. Horses leaped over the three foot stone wall, one after the other, with grace.

All but one. As he approach the mare that refused to clear the fence, he saw it was ridden by a woman, dressed in hunting attire that complimented her form. The horse simply refused to clear the fence. He went to the nearby gate, and opened it.

The woman guided the horse to the gate but then stopped. He looked up at her... and truly noticed her for the first time. Squinting in the sun as he look up, he saw the outline of a magnificent woman. She looked at first glance to be about 25. Her sandy hair was tied back, but wisps had come down and blew in the breeze. A long face, young, slightly haughty but still undeniably cute looked down at him. Freckles barely visible, otherwise clear complexion. A slightly turned up nose. Brown eyes looked at him as if evaluating a dog...

Her impressive figure was outlined against the sky and he felt a pang as he realized she was appraising him. As if sensing his reaction, a small smile appeared on her face.

He removed his hat, and greeted her. He talked of the weather politely, and she responded. Smiling, she made light conversation. Her voice was light, higher than he expected, full of confidence and femininity, all at once.

The awkwardness of the situation was pressing on him. He was not of her class, should not even be talking with her as if she were his equal. It felt as if she had him in a spell. He held her mount's bridle and realized she had just asked if he could walk the horse with her back to the estate.

Of course... simply walking with her might be enough for him to dream of her for the next month. He stole glances as they walked, memorizing her figure. The perfect cut of her riding outfit emphasized her bust and thin waist. Her leather boots conformed to her calves perfectly, and shone with polish. At one point they brushed his shoulder... and then again.

As they approached the barn, she reached down to pat her horse's neck and her hand brushed his where he held the bridle. They touched. It was brief, but still, a little too long for just an accident, and long enough for him to have the sensation of her warm, smooth skin.

His erection was becoming obvious.

As she dismounted he saw there was a slight sheen of sweat on her. She removed the riding jacket, exposing her figure to him. It seemed as if every move she made was a dance, an erotic gesture. She new what she was doing and she had him focusing on her. Nothing else was of concern to him.

She stepped over to him and looked in his eyes. There was desire there, and something else that he could not identify. Whatever it was, it excited him. He reached out to her, arm around her waist and pulled her to him. They kissed, suddenly, urgently, with desire. Her hair came down, long and silky around her shoulders.

As they began fumbling to loosen their clothes, they fell to the straw on the floor of the barn. Fingers clawed skin as they became free of the restrictions of clothing.

Just as he felt ready to place himself inside her and reach the ultimate joining to climax, she stopped him. Pushing him back... kissed him and said... "indulge me". By now, he was rack hard and literally ached with desire. Watching her with glazed eyes seeing nothing but her perfect shape, he saw her reach for a leather harness...

"Wear this for me..." she said. He was not in a position to disagree, as she brushed her breasts against him while buckling the bit in his mouth, blinders and straps around his body. The leather felt strange against his skin. She tightened the last harness, and then lay down, a satisfied smile on her lips.

While strange, he was more aroused than he had ever been in his life. She was the most beautiful, desirable woman he had ever had... or was about to have. He climbed over her, the bit and bridle preventing him from kissing her, but she moved him in to place and they joined.

The sensations of being inside her were incredible. The combination of hovering over her on hands and knees, thrusting, the tight leather and restrictive bit in his mouth, was incredible. When he finally came, it was an explosion, a release like none he had ever experienced.

He collapsed to the side and began to recover. She lay beside him... breathing hard. That was incredible...

She wanted to go again. He was flaccid... unable, though he was sure with the proper prompting he would be able to resume soon. She responded. "Let me help..."

A strap was tied to his harness, securing him to a ring in the wall. He was kneeling on hands and knees, and started to get up. There was a sharp pain, a stinging slash across his ass and he dropped back to the floor. She had struck him, hard, with the riding crop.

He kneeled on the floor, a slight drool coming from his mouth because of the bit. He was completely aware of what was happening now. She had him completely strapped with harness, secured to the ring in the wall, and had struck him twice with the cutting crop when he moved. Remaining still for a second or two, she felt her kneel beside him, nuzzle his ear, and reach between his legs.

He was embarrassed... his erection had returned. Her hand grasped it firmly, as he kneeled before her, shuddering slightly with the humiliation he was experiencing. But there was something undeniable... he was aroused, hard, ready, and he wanted her in whatever way she would give herself.

After stroking him for a little while and nuzzling him, brushing her body against him and whispering reassurances in his ear, she rose and took the harness strap. Unlocking him from the ring in the wall, she led him, on all fours, across the stall. When there was hesitation, he felt the sting of the crop.

As they walked, moving together as she led him with the bridle, he was able to catch sight of her amazing form, naked and shiny with sweat from exertion.

After a few minutes of this, his bridle was once again fastened to the wall. His erection remained huge, hard, straining. He wanted more... of anything from this amazing, dominant woman.

Reigns were attached to his harness.

Boots appeared before him. She was wearing nothing... but her boots. And the spurs on them. The shock of what might happen... the spurs... made him buck and attempt to move away once again. Once again, her crop mixed with her warm skin and soft reassurances calmed him. Her hand went once again between his legs... and he stood passively as she kept him aroused.

He had forgotten completely where he was... what he was... simply that he was there, with her, and she was training him. He wanted to please her, somehow. He just needed the guidance from her. And more than anything... he wanted to enter her again. He clung to that promise, the hope.

He waited... wondering what she would demand next, and whether he would be able to take the spurs if she used them. But then... he also knew he probably had no choice.

The afternoon heat had made him sweat profusely.

He felt it trickling down his face, his body, his arms and legs as he kneeled on all fours. Dirt stuck to him, as did straw.

She stood over him, ready to mount him on his back once again. His ass stung with the reminder of the crop which had been used liberally throughout his afternoon training. He worshiped her fine leather boots, her muscular legs, and naked sex... that was as far as he could see without receiving another snap of the crop.

He hung his head down as she straddled him and rested her full weight on his back. She was a light woman, not tall and rather thin, and he felt the softness between her legs as it pressed on his lower back. He hung his head, exhausted, and saw his cock standard hard and ready as it had all afternoon, and the blood trickling from the small wounds in his legs from where her spurs had urged him on.

She pulled the bridle and he chewed the bit as she rode him once again. *SMACK* the crop urged him...

At the end of this session, she tied him to the ring in the wall once again, and he waited as she walked away. He was grateful for the time to rest.

After a few moments she returned and he suddenly felt the splash of cold water as she dumped a large bucket over his skin. Fuck, that was cold, she didn't have to do that. His erection had begun to subside. He stood patiently as she dumped two more buckets of water on him, washing the dirt and sweat from him.

Once he was wet, she took a rough sponge, and a bucket with soapy water, and began washing him. Smoothly, caring, she soaped his body. Her naked body rubbed against his, the slippery water making the skin on skin smooth and sensitive. She spoke in a low voice as she washed him, calming words.

That's better, boy, isn't it. You did well today, you are a good learner. I knew you were good stock when I first saw you. Keep it up... There are always treats in store for the good boy... I know its hard at first, but it will get better, trust me...

As she finished washing him, cleaning between his legs, he found he was once again rock hard. He was aching, the erection had raged for so long, and he felt as if he might climax spontaneously, there was such longing and pressure built up. The way her body slid against his, the tender way she dried him, and touched him. He was still restrained with the bit and harness, tied to the wall.

When he was clean, dried and ready, she untied him and leg him by his bridle to the hay. There she lay before him, and he was able to see her perfect body. Her breasts were small but perfectly formed, her stomach flat, ready to press against his, her lips wet and slightly parted, hair sandy and spread out against the bed of straw. Her legs spread for him, as she pulled the reigns so that he was positioned above her.

Ride me now, take me and please me...

His hips moved, and his cock found her and pushed. She was so wet, so ready that he slipped in quickly, and felt the velvet of her inside. He clamped down on his bit, biting hard as a few thrusts brought him the orgasm that he had dreamed of, desired, and ached for all afternoon. He had been inside her before, but his climax this time was like death. He truly lost himself completely, lost all awareness for a while, as his body thrusted and muscles contracted.

As he felt the climax wane, he consciously contracted muscles, squeezing the last semen out in to her. He began to withdraw, exhausted beyond all reason. *SNAP* the crop hit him once again.

Satisfy me, ride me with your giant cock and make me come!

He became aware of the rhythm of their thrusts, as they began again in unison. He began making straining noises, small grunts of effort as he drove in to her. She was making her own sounds of pleasure and effort, as they moved. Her hips were grinding, urging him to pleasure her.

They came a second time... and as he thought she was finally sated, she turned, kneeled on all fours before him, and urged him... fuck me, like the steed you are...

He climbed on her, mounting her from the rear. He had never maintained an erection this long, or had this many orgasms so close to each other, but he continued, finding the experience more erotic than he had ever dreamed. He was her toy, her steed, her plaything and her lover. He thrust all the way in and felt her ass press his stomach as she felt his huge cock thrusting in to her. She cried out, almost a scream of pain, as she climaxed again, but this time he was not done. He had burning, aching desire to come inside her again but could not... he had spent himself, but could not stop. He kept thrusting.

She let him keep going. Then she urged him to keep going. Finally, she cried out yet again, a wild, primal cry as she came, and he cried out, animal like, as he came once again.

He fell to her side, exhausted and spent as he had never been from all the days of labor in the fields.

She rested for a moment and then rose, removed his harness and dumped another bucket of water over him.

Get dressed. Go. Its over.

He rose, and as he stood on his feet and slowly put on his pants and shirt, he began feeling human again. He had mixed feelings about that. For several hours he had been trained, punished, rewarded, and treated as an animal. He had worshipped his mistress. She had been stern, but fair.

And the rewards were like none other.

But his humanity rushed back in. His sense of dignity had been lost, but was returning. He looked at her magnificent form as she dressed. He was embarrassed, shamed by what had happened. There would be scars from where the spurs had gouged him.

She looked at him as he turned to leave. Make sure the gate at the fence is open Saturday. We will be riding again. Her perfect lips had a small smile on them as she brushed her hair back.

As he walked back home, he remembered the feeling of the bit in his mouth. The humiliation of what had just happened struck him. He had let his urges turn him into an animal, willing to be degraded simply for the chance to worship and please a beautiful female.

The feeling of the bit... in his mouth... her patience in training him... the reward...

He might just have to make sure that gate was OK next Saturday...

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INTRODUCTION: Attention - this work of fiction contains scenes of comic book violence, super villainous rape and bad puns. It is not a “safe space” and no doubt abounds with micro and mega aggressions. If reading this will cause you to visit the fainting couch or get the vapors then by all means don’t read. Stick to something more to your tastes, I wouldn’t want to lose sleep worrying you might need therapy or counseling due to my warped mind. To those that wish to read, enjoy my take on...

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The Jokes On Batgirl Sequel to The Jokers On Batgirl

(The Sequel to The Joker’s On Batgirl) By rutger5 Copyright 2016 Barbara Gordon peppered the heavy bag with one final flurry of punches but like all previous efforts it left her feeling somehow unsatisfied. Grabbing a towel she wiped her brow then tossed it into the dirty bin before heading for the gym exit. If anything the humid, summer air felt even stickier against her alabaster skin than the steamy gym interior had but it didn’t cause Barbara to change her plans. After a quick...

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Black TGirls

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Hunting the OrlanChapter 5

We waited fruitlessly for three hours, but the orlan never showed up. That attested to the experience of the two hunters with me. They were used to this sort of disappointing and frustrating wait for a quarry that never showed up. I said, “It looks to me like we are wasting our time. I think that the orlan would have returned if it were going to today. Let’s go home and resume our hunt tomorrow.” Hunter of Bear and Tracker agreed with me, so we left for home. If we did not return soon, we...

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Hunting DelightsChapter 23 Chastisement

There was a curious backlash from Zubeydeh's striptease which affected the Emir's hunting. Not all the women raised and trained for the hunt were satisfactory. It was necessary for a good quarry to think independently and invent tactics 'on the hoof' to make good sport for the hunters. The balance between this independence and the training was a fine one. Some of the women never achieved such independence of thought and were predictable in their tactics; others of them were too...

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Batman and Batgirl

Batman and Batgirl By Alana I anxiously paced back and forth, scarcely believing I was in the world famous Batcave, taking in the sights, in awe of the incredible high tech crime-fighting equipment. I was waiting for Batman to make his decision, but I already knew what it would be. I was going to be his partner! Me, Dick Grayson, partner to the coolest crime-fighter the world had ever known! Batman came into view. He was carrying a garment I didn't recognize. "You may...

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Ponygirl

Ich hatte einen sehr stressigen Job, und so suchte ich f?r meinen Urlaub etwas sehr Ruhiges. Keine St?rungen und kein Handy-Empfang. Nur Ruhe. Angeln vielleicht, aber das war auch schon das Stressigste, was ich geplant hatte. Ich fand was ich suchte in Skandinavien. Finnland kam mir zuerst in den Sinn, aber dann erfuhr ich von den vielen M?cken. Norwegen schien das bessere Ziel zu sein. Und ich mochte Berge, deshalb war ich dort richtig. Ich hatte eine kleine H?tte an einem Fjord...

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Hunting Deviants

The Deviants had struck Norsa hard and fast and the few warships in the system barely slowed them. When their assault shuttles screamed down the warriors that had remained behind began killing them. Unfortunately the Deviants had done this before and kinetic missiles streaked down to kill anything around where the firing was coming from. Within a day armies of drones were spreading out from the port. They ignored the other continents to conqueror this one. Of course the warriors that had fired...

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Hunting SeasonChapter 6 High Noon

Walter and Elizabeth Martin weren't optimists. They had planned for the possibility of the Circle's fall. They had hoped that the day would never come when they would have to put their plan into effect. Then the arrests began. Walt and Beth saw both of their contacts arrested on the six o'clock news Sunday night. Monday morning came, and the Martins called in sick at their jobs. The schools were informed that the Martin children had all contracted mumps. Much sympathy was expressed, along...

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Harley Quinn and Batgirl

Batgirl was out in gotham it had been a long night and she was ready to head home as nothing much was going on. Just then something caught her eye a shadow in the next street.She moved stealthy over and knelt down peering around the corner, she saw harley quinn trying to break in to the back of a jewelers store, batgirl sighed thinking she was in the mood for this but moved round the corner sneaking up behind harley."need a hand there harley" batgirl said, harley jumped around "no im ok...

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The Erotic Adventures of Supergirl

Beads of cold sweat ran down Susan Wienczorkowski’s neck as she carefully navigated the long dark and empty warehouse corridor. Clad in lightweight body armor, the newest addition to the Metropolis Special Crimes Unit looked like one of the troopers from Star Wars. Close behind her followed a similarly clad associate. “Wienczorkowski ... west corridor clear.” she said into her helmet’s comlink. With a nod she motioned for her partner, Sergeant Mike Robinson to cover her as she dashed across...

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Hunting Cougars

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Hunting Samatha

Samantha Lummis walked the parameter of her family’sproperty as she did every night. One of her duties on the ranch was to be sure everything was secure. She hugged her jacket tighter around her, the air was quite crisp, she could see the white puff of air as she exhaled. October in Montana and she could already tell this would be a hard winter. As Samantha neared the point of the property that was furthest from her home, she noted that the large wooden gate was ajar. The fence that surrounded...

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The Perils of Dating Supergirl

Hi my name is Robert Shephard...yeah I see you scratching your head. Don't worry I get that a lot. Needless to say I'm a nobody, however you've probably heard about my Girlfriend people call her Supergirl. Wait don't go, I'm serious. You see six months ago I met an amazing girl named Linda Lang. She was Smart, Funny and very very passionate about....things. We started going out almost every night but every once in a while she'd leave for one reason or another. It got to the point where I was...

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The Cheerleader Rubber Ponygirls

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The troubles of Supergirl

Hunting down a speedster was hard business - impossible for most people. For Kara In-Ze, also known as Supergirl, it was far less so. First, Kara had her Kryptonian Vision that enabled her to search large areas despite all obstacles - she was tracking the supervillain even then. Secondly, while she wasn't as fast as a speedster in her moves, she could fly, taking shortcuts the speedster could not. And third and most important (at least as far as Kara was concerned), she was eighteen now. Gone...

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Hunting DelightsChapter 21 Rubinas First Hunt

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The birth of Poison Ivy and fall of Supergirl

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Cheerleader Ponygirl

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breeding party for babygirl

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Shrunken Batgirl

Her memory of the past night was still clouded. As her alter-ego Batgirl, she remembered trying to enter a supposedly closed lab building to look for several missing women. One of her sources had told that a group of scientists was doing experiments on live people there. All that she could remember was a bright light........ ....Suddenly, she felt the room starting vibrate as what sounded like giant steps approached her "room". In an instant, the "ceiling" opened up, and to her shock,...

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The Fall of Batgirl

As promised here is a suite :) But the story is in future so the names may change As I said before the Supergirl is no more she's now Super Evil and with Poison Ivy they love each other but with their sex thristy and their lust mind they want more so they think together how to hunt down the others heroines and they both choose targets Super Evil will take care of Wonder Girl and Poison Ivy chooses the Batgirl. Batgirl alias Barbara Gordon daughter of general Gorgon himself great grand son of...

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New Life for Batgirl

The event in this story takes place shortly after the Joker's attack on Batgirl that crippled her for life. Barbara Gordon lay in her hospital bed shortly after her crippling incident with the Joker. She curses herself for being so dumb to get caught by that maniac. She had spent the last few hours crying then getting mad and finally crying again. The Doctor's told her that she would never walk again. She did not know what to do. A nurse came in and handed Barbara an envelope. She simply...

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Hunting DelightsChapter 20 Training Rubina

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Two new pretty things for Mistresses Expensive red shoes a slavegirl

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