Horse Breaking - RPLOG
From Flexible Survival
Participants
Date
6/2/2013
Log
The KS Solutions leader waited in the all black room for the equine member of her new crew to arrive. She was dress in normal attire with a wide grin on her face and a strange gleam in her eye, "I wonder will the little Beta Mare appear?"
The sound of hooves approaching along the hallway signals that the mare is indeed about to appear. Tiya appears around the corner, still basically nude. She nods towards her mistress when she spots her, entering the room and bowing towards Kilsa. "Mistress," she greets the adept.
Kilsa look at Horse and smiles, "Good girl." She takes a seat on the couch and smiles, "Come hear lay your head on my lap and lets have a little talk before we begin with your training." She picks up a paddle from the couch and smile sweetly.
Tiya frowns a little, eyeing the paddle. "Training? I'm already your submissive, mistress." the large horse says, stepping over to the couch and putting her head on Kilsa's lap all the same, licking her lips with nerves, her knots of muscle tensing.
"You are. Which will make this easier." She gently begins to rubs the mares head, "Now an RSX member walk into our soon to be built place of business what do you do or say?" She asked while gently scratch the equine jawline.
Tiya frowns at that question, letting her mistress rub and tend to her, her ears flicking in happiness, tail swishing before she answers. "Welcome him, tell him to see you?" she tries, eyes nervously on that paddle, knowing full well what it's for.
Kilsa nods, "Good girl." She reaches into her pocket and takes out a small sugar cube. "Here its soaked in stawberry juice." She waits for the mare to finish, "Now next question my precious little mare, I am hosting a promethean Dignitary in the guest room. How will you dress when servicing them?"
Tiya crunches the sugar lump happily, tail swishing at the praise, making it seem she isn't just faking being feral. "The... group uniform?" the mare answers, uncertainly, frowning again at the question, plainly not sure.
Kilsa smiles and pets her face a little, "Alright what would you were special to please that factions members?" She smiles, "You'll get a special treat if you get this right." She smiles as she shifts into a fluffy Fox."
Tiya frowns still, her ears flattening against her head, considering deeply. It's clear she doesn't trust these questions, but the offer of a special treat really does tempt her. The mare keeps her head still on the shifting adept's lap, licking her lips before replying "Nothing?"
"Awww I thought you would have got it. The prommies like to wear jewel to show that they haven't given into the madness." She pats the horse while standing up. "Turn around and bend over so that I can give you the first punishment." She shake her head.
Tiya snorts, tossing her head as she stands up. "Yes mistress," the horse says, grumpily, turning arounding and bending over to expose her denim-clad rump at the nanite, her hands on her knees and muscles tensing in readiness. "Noted, mistress," the shemale says, her ears flicking, wondering how she was meant to know that.
Kilsa smiles as she drops the paddle and rears back her hand and give a hard smack the the Equines ass. "Now as the Beta I want you to find out about our contacts." Kilsa hand gently rubs over the large ass and plays her fringers along the crack just beneath the tail. "I mean what kind of proud feral would let her knowledge slip, I want you to look like a shinning example of what every feral can be and not just in the bed room." She trails her fingers though the mares tail fur.
Tiya groans at the spank, gritting her teeth and inwardly marvelling at the strength of the adept dominating her. She grinds her teeth together, her tail raising itself in response to the fingers in her crack, a natural reaction to reveal herself, were it not for the scraps of her jeans still clinging to her. "Of course mistress. I'm sorry mistress," the mare says with another snort, her tail flicking in irritation. "Although why I'd wear a jewel to prove I'm not a feral," she mutters to herself, audibly.
Kilsa smiles, "Good question. Now here is the answer, Promethean see themselves as a new breed and humans as the old breed. They help rehab ferals, seeing a feral like you would truly fill them with pride and help with relation with our small group to their large faction. You might even get a funny hat out of it." She laughed before giving the horse a little rub where she hit her. "Next question, An RSX member is horny and wants to try himself a little mare tushy, what is the first thing you want to warn him on? The better answer the better reward." She grinned.
Tiya keeps herself still presenting her rump, tossing her head in instinctive indigation however, plainly not pleased at the question suggestion she'll be little more than a live in whore, submitting to any old person who wanders in. "Warn him that I might infect him?" she tries, frowning, ears flat back against her head and nostrils flaring.
Kilsa shakes her head, "No warn him how many ribs you can break with your fist." She chuckles, "While I can the group can Beta you. You are still a person feral or not, let them fuck a skunk girl." She grinned, "Now....If you want to fuck them that would be nice to let them but they should understand, K
