Extract from Penny In Harness

I stepped back into the bushes, suddenly very aware that I was on private property but too curious to simply leave. The noises I had heard had been laughter and a curious smacking noise. Now came the sound of footsteps, moving at a smart jog. I crouched down and pushed a big dock leaf aside so that I could see the path. My mouth fell open as the strangest sight I had ever seen appeared around the corner.

The first shock was to see a naked girl jogging towards me, or rather trotting, as her legs were moving with neat, precise steps; trotting, like a horse. Also, she wasn't entirely naked. The bits that mattered were; there wasn't a stitch to cover the little furry triangle between her legs, while her boobs were bare and bouncing as she went, the nipples stiff with excitement. She had a corset on, black leather and very tight, nipping her waist in and exaggerating her chest and hips. Boots too, smart little high heeled numbers that came just above the ankle; also in black leather and fastened with big, shiny metal buckles. The strangest thing was the harness she was wearing; heavy leather belts securing her waist and wrists and a complete bridle, including a bit set inbetween her bright red lips. The top of the bridle caught her long, tawny blonde hair up in a beautiful pony-tail which had been tied with a smart red ribbon.

The second shock was what her harness was attached to. Her wrists and waist were shackled to a cart, painted a jaunty yellow and built like a gig, only in miniature. In it sat a handsome young man in full hunting gear; hard hat, pink coat and all, despite the heat. He held a short riding whip in one hand, and as I watched he used it to flick the girl's bottom, drawing a muffled squeak from her and an increase in her pace. His expression was one of calm amusement, his eyes fixed on the girl's rear-view.

As they drew nearer, I noticed a hank of golden hair swishing from side to side between her legs and realised that she had some sort of tail to complete her outrageous appearance. My eyes were riveted to her, and as they drew parallel to my hiding place I saw that the tail projected up from the base of her spine in a wonderfully realistic manner. It was the same rich tawny as her hair and stuck out an inch or two, falling in a graceful arc over her bum and down to the backs of her knees.

They went past, my stare following them as they went, her tail swishing from side to side across the bouncing cheeks of her bottom. Her bum cheeks were covered in little red marks where he had used the whip, and she was running with sweat, making her skin damp and glossy. It wasn't obvious how the tail stayed on, but as he gave her another taste of the whip, it swished aside further than normal and I caught a glimpse of a black spine running between the cheeks of her bottom. I knew she had nothing at the front of her, which meant that it was somehow plugged up her pussy, or worse, up her bottom.

I found myself shivering as they passed out of sight. She had all too obviously been enjoying herself, the blissful expression on her face had shown that, yet I found myself wondering how she could allow herself to be subjected to such indignity in the name of sexual pleasure. I mean, stripped, made to wear a tail that plugged into vagina or even anus, fastened to a cart to be used as a draft animal, whipped across her naked bum and in all probability thoroughly shafted when he had finished humiliating her. He'd probably have her from the rear, I considered, kneeling on the stable floor and still in harness, her bum stuck up in the air while he got his cock hard over her rear view, the tail falling across her open buttocks, the plug showing in...

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