Rough Rider – Part 4B

In the morning, Randall woke me up to let me know he had to do his ranch chores.  He’d be back later for breakfast.  I fell asleep again until I was awaken by his racket in the kitchen.

I got up and got dressed and walked in the kitchen.  Randall had fixed some breakfast and coffee.  After the hard night, the coffee was great to get me going.

Randall indicated that he needed to go into town and pick up a few supplies and wanted me to come.  After breakfast, I showered and then we hoped into his pick-up.

Outside of the Decatur was this gargantuan ranch store called NRS – National Roper’s Supply.  Damn, it was the biggest store I had ever seen – it put Walmart to shame.  This store had everything from cowboy gear, ranch equipment, saddles, chaps, tack, and of course Randall’s favorite – lassos!

We spent time walking the store and Randall picked up the things he needed.  We then headed back to the truck and drove back to Randall’s place. 

After lunch, Randall asked if I wanted to go riding.

“Hell yeah”, I replied.  “That would be cool!”

Randall saddled up two horses and he showed me around his place.  It was a large place Randall had inherited – around 250 acres.

When we got back to the barn, it was late afternoon.  In the corral, Randall ordered, “Well bitch, how about some rodeo action this afternoon?  Git down off yer horse and git yer fuckin’ clothes off.  I will take care of your horse.”

I got down and stripped and put my clothes on the fence.  I felt odd out in the outdoors naked.  After a while, Randall came riding back into the corral.

“Well bitch, I feel like some calf ropin’.  You game, motherfucker?”

Randall slide off he horse and grabbed my arms.  He pulled my arms behind my back and tied my wrists.

“That will make hog-tying you a bit easier.  Just like in the rodeo, I’m gonna ride after your ass and rope you motherfucker.  Another cowboy dream of mine to rodeo-up with a motherfucker slave boy bitch.  My lucky day!  You’re gonna enjoy having this cowboy rope your ass boy.  Git ready to run!”

Randall mounted up and kicked me in the ass with his boot.

“Let’s git this rodeo started, boy.  Run!”

Randall gave me a head start and spurred his horse into action.  Randall has his lasso in the air and in no time the lasso encircled me.  Randall dallied his rope around his saddle horn and let his horse run the slack and pulled me down to the ground dragging my ass before his stopped.

Randall backed his horse up to give me some slack and was laughing at my plights.

“Hell boy.  You’d better learn to dodge this cowboy’s lasso.  You’re gonna end up eating a lot of dirt today, boy.  I’m a much better cowboy than you are a calf.  Now git up and start running again.”

I got out from the lasso and Randall coiled his rope.  I had a good head start, but Randall spurred his horse and was on top of me quickly.  I tried to avoid his lasso, but he found his mark and again, pulled me down to the ground to be dragged.

I finally managed to miss Randall’s throws a couple of times, but then he found his mark and I was down on the ground again.  This time Randall lept off his horse and used his piggin’ rope to tie my ankles to my wrists, just like the calf roping event.

“Hell boy.  You’re one easy calf to rope.”  Randall put his boots in my face.  “Lick my boots, boy, so we can have another go-round.”

I started licking Randall’s boots.  When I was finished, he untied me and started chasing me again.

We played his rodeo game for half an hour or more.  Finally he was done and he roped my ass and lead me over to the water trough.  Randall dismounted and sprayed me off with the water hose.

“Yeah boy, you were plenty dirty from all the time you spent in the corral dirt.  I hope you enjoyed licking my cowboy boots a hundred times.  Damn, I enjoyed roping your ass, boy!  Now, this cowboy is horny as hell and wants to fuck his roped, bitch.”

Randall pulled my hands up to the saddle horn and tied them off.  I was leaning against his horse.  He lubed my fuck hole and inserted his dick.

“Aw fuck, yeah.  Nothing a cowboy likes better after a good rodeo is to fuckin’ get his cock some relief.  Fuck, yeah… take my cock, bitch!”

Randall was now pistoning my fuck hold and enjoying his fuck session.

“Shit bitch, take my meat.  Shit yeah…. Aw… fuck… damn this is a sweet ride, bitch!”

Randall shot his hot cum up my ass.

“Damn, bitch.  You are one helluva a relief for this cowboy.  Now git yourself inside and cleaned up.  We’re going into town for dinner and some fun.  Shit, it’s Saturday night.”

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After dinner, we ended up back at the C&W bar talking with Randall’s cowboy friends.  Some of them were cute and I wouldn’t mind a three-way for the night.

About 9 PM, Randall is ready to head back to the ranch.  I’m guessing Randall is horny and wants another late night fuck session with me.

We are in the truck heading back to Randall’s place.  Randall is telling me all about his sex escapades and peppering me with questions about my sex life.  Really wild trip back to the ranch.

As soon as we pull up to the barn, Randall turned off the truck.

“You know what I want bitch.  Let’s make tonight count.  It’s gonna be a long time until I get to fuck that ass of yours.  Fuckin’ get into the barn, take your clothes off, and get to your place by stall.  I’ll be there shortly to get what this cowboy wants.”

Randall followed me into the barn and then disappeared into the tack room.  I undressed and waited by the bale of hay.  Randall came out of the tack room with his chaps and spurs, no shirt.  He was carrying a saddle which he dropped on the hay bale.

“Now bitch, let me tie your hands first.”  Randall tied my hands with a rope.

“Now drop down to the ground and start kissing my boots, boy.  I know you’re a boot-licking bitch.”

I started licking Randall’s cowboy boots.

“Hell yeah, boy.  You like licking my fucking boots, don’t ya.  Hell yeah, you’re just a fuckin’ boot lickin’ bitch who wants this cowboy to fuck your ass.  Hell yeah.  Clean my fuckin’ boots!  I get fuckin’ hard watching you lick my boots, boy.  Hell yeah.”

Damn, Randall’s boot smelled like fresh cow shit while I was licking them.

“Hell boy, you might notice that I mucked the stalls today.  Yeah, those boots are the real thing.  Lick my fuckin’ boots, cocksucker!  Enjoy the extra cow shit!”

Randall unzipped his Wanglers and started manhandling his cock.

“Get your fuckin’ mouth on my cock, boy.”

I got up on my knees and took in Randall’s very hard dick.

“Hell yeah, bitch.  Suck me hard, bitch.  Shit yeah!” Randall threw his head back and grabbed my hair.  “Fuck yeah!  Suck me bitch!  Awww… fuck yeah….  Damn bitch you suck cock so good.  I’m fuckin’ ready to ride!  Get your ass in the saddle, bitch.”

I straddled the hay bale and saddle and sat down.  Randall tied my hands to the saddle horn and slid behind into the saddle.  Randall lubed my fuck hole and his hard rod.

“You ready to ride this monster bitch?  Hell yeah!  I’m fuckin’ hard for your to ride.  Take my cock up your ass, boy.  Ride this cowboy’s cock!”

I started to ease Randall’s cock up my ass.

“Aw… fuck yeah… take my rod up your ass, bitch.  Take me all the way in, bitch.  Fuck yeah!”

I had Randall’s cock fully up my ass.

“Now bitch, start riding my cock.  Hell yeah, bitch, ride this cowboy!”

I started to ride Randall’s cock.  Damn it hurt but felt hot.  Randall leaned back in the saddle and enjoyed me ramming his cock up my ass.

“Awww.. fuck…” I started to groan as I was riding up and down on his rod.

“Hell yeah, bitch.  Ride this cowboy.  Fuck yeah!  Ride me hard, bitch!”

With my hands tied to the saddle horn and Randall leaning back giving me his cock to ride, damn this was one helluva of a hot scene.  I was riding that cowboy cock for all I could.  Damn, I loved having this cowboy inside me.

“Shit yeah… Hell boy, ride this cowboy hard.  Buck my fuckin’ cock up your ass, boy!  Awww.. fuck yeah… that’s what I like, boy!  Awww… fuck yeah…. Shit yeah….”

I felt Randall shot his hot cum up my ass.  I stopped and stood up as Randall’s hot, wet cock slide out of my ass.

“Damn yeah, boy!  That was one helluva of ride.  Damn, I love having you ride my cock.  So fuckin’ hot!  This is gonna be one helluva of night!”

Randall stood up and zipped up his Wranglers.  He went back into the tack room and came out with more rope and the leg spreader.  I was untied from the saddle and Randall put the spreader on my ankles.  A rope was tied around my neck which Randall pulled tight.  I was forced down to my waist.  Randall pushed me down to the ground. And went back into the tack room.

Randall came out with a couple of pair of old cowboy boots.  One really muddy pair he forced under my cock.  The other pair he thrust under my head.

“Now bitch, I know you like to lick boots and fuck boots.  I thought I’d like you get some relief.  Get to humping those boots, bitch!”

I started humping his boots and licking the boots he put in my face.  Damn this was hot.  Randall straddled my body and started spurring my thighs.

“Giddy up boy!  This cowboy is gonna spur you boy until you shoot your wad!  Giddy up!  Hell yeah boy, hump those boots harder!  Yee Haw!  I’m spurrin’ my bitch!”

Damn those spurs hurt.  Randall was not particularly gentle with his spurs.  He did enjoy inflicting pain.  It didn’t take too long for me to cum since I was so fucking hard from riding his cock.  Damn, I loved licking his old cowboy boots too.

“Shit, looks like my boy came.  Damn, I was just warming up my spurs too.  Well, bitch, this cowboy still has lots of fucking action I want.  Luckily the night is still young.  Now git your fuckin’ ass up and I’m gonna take you to my playroom.”

Randall pulled me up by the rope around my neck.  He led me by the rope into the house and into the master bedroom.  Randall flipped on the lights.  His massive king-sized bed had bed posts made from rough logs.  Attached to the posts were various iron rings; obviously set-up for some hot bondage action in bed.  One entire wall was covered in black leather and floor to ceiling was hanging all sorts of bondage toys, ropes, and chains.  In the middle of the wall, there was places for someone to be tied up to the wall with rings fixed in the wall.  Damn, Randall was right, he was really into bondage.

“Well bitch, now you know how all my other bitches feel when they first come into my playroom.  You ready for some damn hot cowboy fun tonight?  What we did in Borger is nothing compared to what I have in store for you tonight, bitch.  I’m so glad you came by my ranch for some fuckin’ damn hot rough sex!  Let’s get ready to ride!”

Randall replaced the rope on my wrists with handcuffs.  Then he took off the rope around my neck and put a dog collar on me.  He clipped a one-foot leather leash to my collar and then clipped the other end to ring on the wall that was at waist level.  I was bent over tight with my ass exposed for Randall’s next fuck.

Randall went to the wall and returned with a leather head mask restraint which he placed over my head and strapped it on.  I had never worn a leather head mask before.  The only hole was for my nose and mouth.

“Damn, bitch.  You understand what that hole in the leather mask is for one thing?  Yeah, boy, my cock.  So you can fuckin’ suck my cock at will.  Shit yeah. You’re nicely tied up for this cowboy to do some serious riding of your sweet ass, bitch.”

Randall put on some leather gloves and started rubbing and swatting my ass.

“Hell bitch, I think I like riding your ass when it’s a nice and red.  I think your butt needs some action from this cowboy.”

Randall walked over to the wall and grabbed a long wooden paddle.  He came back over to where I was chained to the wall.

“Hell yeah, bitch.  I haven’t used this paddle since my time at the frat in college.  Damn, we had fun in the frat using these paddles on guy’s asses.  Your ass ready for some butt whooping?”

Whack!  Randall laid a nice paddle across my ass.  Damn did that hurt.

“Hell no, Randall!” I screamed.  “You can’t whip my ass with that paddle.”

 “What did you say, bitch?  I think the cowboy owns your ass.  If this cowboy want’s to paddle your ass, then the cowboy gets to decide.  Not the fuckin’ cock-sucking, boot-licking slave.”

Whack!

“You got that bitch?  Your ass is mine to whip if I fuckin’ want!”

Whack!

“Okay”, I pleaded.  “Please be gentle on my ass.  That fucking paddle hurts.”

Whack!

“You’d better learn bitch to take whatever shit I throw at you.”

Whack!

“You understand bitch?  If I want to whip your ass till it bleeds, your ass is mine for my pleasure, bitch.”

Whack!  Whack!  Whack!  Randall started laying several licks of that wooden paddle across my ass.  Damn, I was starting to cry in the leather mask.

Whack!  Whack!

“Yee Haw!  I forgot how much fuckin’ fun it was to whoop a guy’s ass.  Damn yeah, I like inflicting pain on your sweet ass!”

Whack!  Whack!

“Hell, boy.  Whipping your ass has gotten me rock hard.”  Randall started rubbing my very sore ass with his gloved hand.  “Hell yeah.  Your ass looks ready to ride.”

Randall lubed my ass and started inserting his rigid cock up my fuckhole.

“Shit yeah, bitch!  Fuck your ass feels hot my dick.  Fuck yeah…. Yee Haw!  Get ready for this cowboy to ride!”

Once Randall inserted his rod up my hole, he started ramming my ass hard.  I had to push my head against the wall to balance while he was riding my ass.  Even after being paddled and my ass in pain, damn, I loved having this cowboy ride my ass.

“Damn!  This is one helluva ride, bitch!  Shit yeah, take my man meat up your ass, bitch!  This cowboy is riding hard.  Yee Haw!”

Randall was having too much fun riding my ass.  He was pumping me hard.

“Ahhh…. Fuck yeah…. Shit, your feel fine, bitch!...  fuck…”

I felt Randall shot his hot cum up my hole.

“Ahhhh.. shit… what a damn good fuck, bitch!” Randall said as he pulled his cock out my ass.  “Fuck, I could get use to riding your ass more, boy.  Hell yeah.  You are one fuckin’ hot fuck.  Damn yeah.  This cowboy damn enjoys riding that ass.”

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Randall left for a few minutes.  His cum started running out of my fuck hole.  He returned and unleashed me from the wall.  It felt good to stand up.

Randall quickly jerked my leash and led me center of the room by his bed.  He forced me down to the ground.  He walked over to the wall and found some steel cuffs for my ankles which he replaced the spreader.  Then he chained my feet to my handcuffs so I was hog-tied all in steel.

Randall went to his closet and came out with several pairs of cowboy boots.  One pair he rammed under my crotch.  Two pair he put around my head.

“You know the drill bitch.  I’m going fuckin’ spur your ass until you cum on these boots.  Then I’m gonna make your lick your fuckin’ cum off the boots like the cum-slut you are.  Get to humpin’ boy!”

Randall started drinking a beer and spurring my thighs hard.

“Shit yeah, boy.  Ride my boots, boy!  I know you’re just a fuckin’ cum-slut slave that likes getting rode by this cowboy.  Fuck my damn boots before I beat the crap of your fuckin’ ass!”

Randall finished his beer and put in a fresh chew.

“Yee Haw!  Ride those boots boy!  You like the feel of my fuckin’ spurs on your ass, boy?”

Randall started spurring me harder until I came.

“Hell yeah, boy.  It’s about time you came.  I was going to have to beat the crap of your fuckin’ ass.”

Randall grabbed the boots from my crotch.

“Let’s see what we have here, boy.  How much cum did you lay on these boots?  Hell boy, you need to learn to cum like a fuckin’ man.  Let me put some flavor on these boots.”

Randall spit some Copenhagen juice on the boots.

“Shit yeah, that will put some hair on your chest, boy.  Some nice Cope juice to go with that cum.”

Randall cleared the other boots from head and put the pair I had just cum on and that Randall has spit some snuff juice.  I had to lick both off the boots.  The Copenhagen juice burned as I licked it off the boots.  Still, it was a fucking turn-on to lick Randall’s snuff juice off his hot boots.

Randall unchained my hands and feet and quickly jerked my leash and led me to the foot of his bed.  I was forced to kneel.  He latched the leash to the bed post.  Randall walked to the wall and grabbed some rope.  He came back and started tying me to the bed post.  He looped the rope around my chest and the bed post several times; pulling the rope tight with each loop.  Another rope was around my neck and the bed post.  I was roped pretty tight to the post.

Randall pulled up a chair and started drinking a bottle of beer.  He started playing with my balls with his cowboy boot.  After finishing his beer, he thumped his snuff can and put in a chew.  The smell of Cope filled the air.

“Damn it bitch.  Nothing a cowboy likes better than playing with his bitch, drinking beer, and having a chew.  Hell yeah!  Damn, I love being your fuckin’ master, bitch.  I could fuckin’ kick your balls and turn you into a fuckin’ steer, boy.  Fuck yeah, you like my boot in your crotch?”

Randall started grinding my crotch with his boots.

“Shit yeah… I could fuckin’ hurt you bad, boy.  You like being my fuckin’ property, boy?  Hell yeah.  I fuckin’ love having a slave-boy who has to do whatever the hell I want.  Shit yeah.  Fuck, I get so hard playing with balls.  Treating you like the piece of shit you are.  Hell yeah, this if one helluva a fun night.  At least for me, fucker!  Shit yeah, I’ve never has so much fun and we’ve still got several more events in this fuckin’ rodeo.  Hell yeah, I’m ready to show you the purpose for that fuckin’ hole in your mask, boy!”

Randall stood up and unzipped his Wranglers.  His cock slid out and he was stroking his cock, framed by his leather chaps.  I couldn’t see, but I could remember how damn hot this stud cowboy looked.

Randall started swinging his cock against my leather mask.  He grabbed my head and moved his cock back and forth across my mouth.

“Hell yeah bitch, open that hot mouth of yours to take in this pure cowboy cock.  Hell yeah, open that fuckin’ mouth wide, bitch!”

I opened my mouth and Randall quickly forced his hard cock down my throat.  Randall started ramming my throat with muscular thrusts.

“Yee Haw!  Take my meat, bitch!  Suck my cock, fucker!  Yee Haw!  Show this cowboy how much you love cock!  Suck me, bitch!  Hell yeah!”

Randall was now in full face-fuck mode ramming me hard.

“Aw… fuck yeah…. Fuck yeah…  shit yeah… suck me fucker!  Suck me hard, bitch!  Fuck yeah… suck me.. take my meat!”

Randall was in ecstasy as he shot his load down my throat before pulling his cock out.

“Shit yeah, bitch.  You are one helluva a good cock sucker.  You must get lots of practice with those guys!  Damn, I’ve never had such good cock sucking sessions as with you.  Hell yeah!”

Randall left the room for quite some time.  I remained tied to the bed post.  I heard his rummaging around the house.

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Eventually Randall came back into the room and removed the leather mask from my head.  Randall wanted me to start licking and kissing his trophy belt buckle framed by his leather chaps.

“Damn boy, you know what’s behind that buckle.  You want my cock again don’t you boy.  Damn, I’d love to get another cock sucking job from you, but I definitely want to ride that ass of yours before bed.  Hell, I don’t think I have more than one more ride left for the night.  Lucky for you, bitch.  You’ve tired-out this cowboy!  Which is pretty hard to do!”

Randall threw a saddle onto his bed.

“Yeah bitch, I’m gonna ride your ass bareback again.  You ready for some hot saddle action, boy?”

“Hell yeah”, I replied.

“That’s what I want, a nice willing bitch to ride and fuck.  Hell yeah, this cowboys going to get his fun riding your fuckin’ ass, bitch.”

I was untied from the bed post and tied spread eagle on Randall’s bed.  The saddle was under the middle of my body, giving Randall my ass firmly exposed to be ridden.  Damn, the saddle leather felt fucking hot on my body.

Randall climbed up on the bed and checked my ropes to ensure I was firmly tied-up.  I was.  Randall lubed my fuckhole.

“Ready for this cowboy to ride, bitch?  You are nicely tied-up and ready for this cowboy to ride your ass!  Yee Haw, let’s get this fuck session going – cowboy style!”

Randall eased in his hard cock up my fuckhole.  Damn, I was loose that even his aggressive inserting his cock didn’t hurt.

“Awww… fuck yeah….  Damn my cock goes up your hole easy.  Shit, you are one loose bitch!  I guess this cowboy has ridden his pony so much, your hole is nice and wide for this cowboy’s cock!”  Randall laughed.

Randall started riding my ass hard.  He slapped my ass a few times while he aggressively pushed his cock harder and faster as he pumped my ass.

“Yee Haw!  This is how the cowboy rides his pony!”  Randall slapped my ass.  “Shit yeah!  Yee Haw!  Giddy up!  I fuckin’ love to ride my stud pony hard.  Take my cock up your ass!  Fuck yeah!  Take my cock!  Enjoy the ride, boy!”

Randall was now rhythmically riding my ass and groaning in ecstasy.  I knew he was about to cum.

“Fuck…. Yeah…. Aww… fuck….”  Randall finally let loose a load of hot cum up my ass.  Randall laid down beside me on the bed exhausted.

“Shit, bitch.  You are one fuckin’ hot ride.  I’ve never found me a woman who would put up with all the shit I gave you.  Damn, I’m going to miss having your ass to fuck all day and all night.  Shit yeah, you are one great bitch!  Fuck, I wish I could find a bitch who could put out like you do.  You are right, guys can take a whole lot more shit than a woman.  But I’m not ready to go the other way with guys – just enjoy the fuck sessions with you once in a while.”

After a bit more of talking, we were both exhausted.  Randall untied me and let me go to my room and sleep.

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Sunday Randall came into my room about 11.  He was naked except for this hat and boots.  In his hand was the leather head mask and some rope.

“You know bitch, I need one more blow job before you’re going home.  I’ve done my chores, so it’s time you earn your keep around here, bitch.  Put out for this hard working cowboy.”

I got out of bed and kneeled on the floor.  Randall put the leather head mask on me and tied my hands and feet.

“Now I know bitch you know what that hole is for.  Open your mouth wide and get ready for some cowboy cum for breakfast.”

I opened my mouth and Randall stuffed his dick down my throat.  Randall smelled sweaty and musky from working his chores.  Damn he smelled great.  I started sucking his dick and pulling my mouth up and down his rod.

“Shit yeah, bitch.  Suck my cock!  Fuck yeah… fuck yeah… suck me hard, bitch.  Suck my fuckin’ cock… Awww…  Shit… fuck yeah…. Suck me hard, bitch!”

Randall was enjoying his last blow job.  It didn’t take long for me to coax out another load of cum from the cowboy.

“Aw fuck!  That was one helluva shittin’ blow job, bitch.  Damn yeah!  Thanks for another fuck!  I’ll let you fuck my boots one more time.”

Randall thrust his boots under my crotch and I started humping his boots.  I was horny, so it didn’t take me long to cum on his boots.  After I came, he put his boots in my face and I gladly licked my cum off his fucking hot cowboy boots.

“Shit yeah, bitch.  Get all that cum off these boots.  Enjoy one last boot licking session before I untie you.”

Afterwards, Randall untied me.  I showered and got ready.  We ate lunch and then both of us had to hit the road to get to our work assignments.

Damn, I fucking enjoyed the weekend with Randall.

When we left, he said, “Not to get the wrong idea.  I do enjoy our fuck sessions, boy.  But these are just letting this cowboy enjoy some really rough country sex.  Something I don’t get from my other bitches.  But I’m not going to turn to guys on a regular basis.  If you know what I mean.”

“Yeah”, I replied.  “I just enjoy being manhandled by a hunky cowboy stud every now and then.”

“Good.  Just so we are clear.  Now, if you ever feel like coming back to my ranch, you know I won’t mind another shot of fuckin’ that ass of yours.  Of course, I may brand your ass next time.  Show everyone that you are my property.”

We both laughed.  Of course I was wondering if Randall was serious?

We said our good-byes and parted ways in out pick-ups heading off to work.

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Like this story, but missed the beginning?  Rough Rider Part-1