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Post by Outcast on Aug 20, 2007 10:52:21 GMT -5
Oh. Whoops! hehe
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Post by &&s o y.soy on Aug 20, 2007 10:56:21 GMT -5
[ooc] Oh, I thought that I wasn't allowed to do that or something. ^-^. COOL! [/ooc]
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Post by xx. S u s s y on Aug 20, 2007 16:43:22 GMT -5
 Preciouse MomentsC a p t i v eAmy saw the black stallion coming towards her. Fear struck her like a bullet, this horse was a typicle thoroughbred stallion, but worse. She pulled back at Captive who was now also trying to get closer to the brute. Her ears forwards now. She paced on the spot and tossed her head angrily at Amy. Hearing Amanda's words she swung the reins over the bay mares head and half vaulted into the saddle. Captive was drenched in sweat. She continiued t pace friskily with Amy holding her back, tightly.
The mare lunged forwards at the stallion, Amy gasped and fell onto the thoroughbreds neck. Biting her lip she pulled herself back up and her mare back up. Captive swung her haunches towards him a shock wave seemed to cast over the group all faling in silence and hope that this was not about to happen. Wishing to wake up in a cosy bed and be happy that this nightmare was a dream, but it was darn real. Captive pushed her tail aside, calling Soldier to her, letting off fumes. Amy hoped that it wasn't to late. She was cringing in fear that her mare was about to be mounted with her ontop. She dg her heels into the mare but Captive just stepped backwards, tail held away. Amy raised her hand and slapped it on the mares rump. The tghoroughbred didn't flinch "No!" Amy cursed to Captive, a tear ran down her face, a tear of stress. |
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Post by &&s o y.soy on Aug 21, 2007 15:25:13 GMT -5
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[/b]his really wasn't how Bella wanted to end her life, bleeding, sitting atop a slightly crazed stallion in the middle of a river, surrounded by frightened onlookers. No, she'd have much prefered a quiet death when she was old, hopefully in her sleep. Not due to falling from a tall ebony thoroughbred, who was about to mount the all-too-eager mare. Keeping the reins as tight as she dared, Bella felt his long legs dancing in place beneath her. They wanted to go, but the pain the bit was giving him was a bit too much. He flattened his ears at his rider, and gave another buck. She stayed on quite easily, her good seat in the saddle coming to good use. A[/b]nd that was a good thing. If she was thrown off... a shudder made her lose concentration for a moment, thinking of what Soilder would do without anything to stop him, and he took charge. The large black stallion bolted toward's the mare's readied stance, her tail brushed off to one side, her butt facing him. Bella noticed the other girl's attempts to get her mare moving, but they were working just about as good as her own to get her stallion stopped. Feeling as if she was on a runaway horse, Bella scraped her mind for what to do. Oh yes. Tight circles... a violent tug away from Captive made Soilder pause. He reared angrily, twisting in midair to try and bite his rider. But as he turned, she did, too, since she was on his back. It took him a few moments to figure that one out. When he did, he stopped, resting for a moment. His breaths came heavy. This was getting old. He clenched his teeth hard on his bit, so it wasn't as effective as before. Then he strode forward, towards the mare, ignoring the vicious kicks and tugs he was getting from Bella. He hadn't done this in a while. It would be fun. A[/b]nd so Soilder stood, preparing to mount Captive. If Bella was lucky, she might be able to regain control just before he rose up to mount. [/font][/size][/blockquote] + bella
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Post by xx. S u s s y on Aug 22, 2007 17:32:19 GMT -5
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C a p t i v eThe bay mare whinnied. As if urging the stallion on, calling him to her. This was unusual as Captive hated stallions. Amy dug her heels in the mares sides, her breathing suddenly laboured as she faught against her rider. Amy grunted and kicked harder. She could feel the stallions breath on her back as he prepared his mount. She didnrt know what to do. If she bailed she wouldent get squished, but there would be less chance of the stallion monting, or not..Her brain thumped, the decision undecidable. A groan came from her mouth as she soon grew tired Captive, Come on dont do this..
The mare allowed yet another whinnie to escape her jaws 'Come on this is your chance' Captive grunted in sheer enjoyment, ignoring the harsh kicks at her ribs. Nape was tossed in anger at her rider and a sharp paw at the ground and drop of her neck was added. Her second time in heat, she had never accepted a stallion untill now. She pushed into him urging him on 'You know you want to..' |
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Post by &&s o y.soy on Aug 27, 2007 8:18:06 GMT -5
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ella felt his front feet leave the ground. With utter concentration, she gave Soilder's mouth the largest jerk that she could, hoping to make him falter in his mounting, she wouldn't mind if he even fell sideways on top of her; but that didn't happen. He only came down rather hard and sloppily, inching forward slightly. He had been too far back before because of her saddle and his own tack. And her rider. She should be getting off anytime now... not that he really cared what happened to her, she was just in his way.
Bella knew that this was not good. Looking around frantically, she saw the girl sitting on her horse. Oh, God, no. She nearly shreiked the next words, panic and fear were so strong in her. "Get off of your horse!" If she didn't, who knew what Soilder might do to her. It might only be a little nip, but she had a feeling that it would be much, much more.
If only that girl would move.
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