The Widower

John pulled back on the reins as he and Luci crossed the finish line, and looked back. Joanne was just turning the corner to enter the final straight.

It had been exhilarating. As soon as Vicki had dropped the flag, he had flicked the whip across Luci's backside, and she had smoothly pulled away, accelerating like a tuned sports car. She seemed to run even better in the hood, trusting him to take care of everything except the effort of the run itself. She had given herself totally to him.

By the end of the second lap, the other sulky was half the length of the straight behind, and John knew that Luci was good for more. As they started the last lap, he gave a great cry of 'Go on!' followed by a quick flurry of blows with the whip, and she set into her final lap sprint, her legs pumping as she ate up the metres.

Now it was over, and he slowed Luci to a halt. He hopped down, and in two strides was by Luci, revelling in the look of his pony, chest heaving as she forced oxygen into her lungs, sweat freely flowing down her neck and torso. He was undoing the check rein when Marie and Joanne crossed the line, Joanne visibly tired.

With the check rein off, John removed the bit and head harness, but kept on the hood. He cupped her chin, holding it as he leaned in and kissed her, Luci returning the kiss enthusiastically.

'I'm going to enjoy whipping you at sunset, pony...'

'Sunset...not now Sir?' there was a note of need in her voice.

'Sunset, Luci... After you've been displayed in the courtyard again...'

'Thank you Si....ahhhhhh!' Her words were interrupted as John removed first one, the the other of the clamps. John rolled the damp nipples in his fingers, seeing the deep intake of breath.

Marie came over as he was removing the hood. She could see the delight on Luci's face, the gleam in her eyes. 'Congratulations, pony. You've come a long way since you first arrived here.'

''Thank you Miss..'

She cocked an eyebrow at the politeness. John really had done a good job.

'What's next John... I remember you promised her certain things if she won.'

'Yes, I have, haven't I,' replied John, with a smile.

-*-

John could see Luci lift her head as his riding boots crunched on the sand of the courtyard, the late afternoon sun still shining on her sweat slick skin.

He had treated her exactly as Marie had last time. Given her electrolytes after her exertions, fitted her with leather cuffs at wrists and ankles, then chained her between the two posts that had been left erected in the courtyard.

'You were right Luci, I do love seeing you like this.' John stopped in front of her, ran a hand over her taut stomach. 'It does something to your muscles, adds some strain, some definition.'

He circled her, trailing his finger tips over her shoulders, feeling the muscles twitch.

'Did you like running in the hood, Luci?'

'Yes, Sir...' Her voice was a breathy whisper.

'And the clamps?' John had completed the circle and was stood in front of her.

'Oh God, yes...' Consciously or not, John noticed that Luci had pushed her chest forward. He reached into a pocket, and pulled out the clamps.

'Tell me Luci,' John played with the clamps as he spoke. He could see a look of need in her face. 'I told you why I'm here, but what makes you want this?'

'I was a Coast Guard brat. My father served on helicopters, so every four years or so, we moved, so I didn't have a lot of friends that lasted. Miami, Alaska, Hawaii...in my teens I learnt to surf, windsurf. I got into climbing, hiking, and even free diving. Adrenaline sports...'

John nodded, as she carried on. 'It was a surfer who awoke this in me. Another woman, a bit older than me. My folks were happy that I had seemed to find a friend, so when I spent longer and longer with her, they were fine with it. We surfed by day, and at night, we'll, I learnt that I could get better highs from being tied, from being whipped, from...' she pulled at her chains, 'this.. than any thing else.'

John reached out his hand and traced a line down over Luci's abs, and then further, until his hand rested at her crotch, cupping it.

'Mmmmmhhhh...' Luci's breathing was more rapid now. 'John.... I've been with a lot of posers and fakes since then.... But no one has ever.... seemed to grasp what I am, what I need....:

She took a deep breath. 'Except you..'

John pressed on her cunt, slipping two fingers inside her with ease.

'Oh....fffuckkk.....John... I give myself to you.... Do what you want to me....'

'Oh, I will....'