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.”

~~~~~  ∞ж∞  ~~~~~

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.”

~~~~~  ∞ж∞  ~~~~~

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.

~~~~~  ∞ж∞  ~~~~~

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.

~~~~~  ∞ж∞  ~~~~~

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.

~~~~~  ∞ж∞  ~~~~~

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Rough Rider – Part 4A

It had been about 3 months and Randall and I were never assigned on the same work crew.  I was working a job in Oklahoma and didn’t have anything coming up the next weekend.  I gave Randall a text.

HEY, I’M WORKING IN OK AND FREE NEXT WEEKEND.  YOU AVAILABLE?

Almost immediately Randall replied back, HELL YEAH.  YOU WANT TO COME OUT TO THE RANCH?

HELL YEAH!  SEE YA FRIDAY NIGHT.

SHIT YEAH.  SEE YA FRIDAY.

I couldn’t believe I was going to spend the weekend with Randall.  Fuck this was going to be a wild weekend.

~~~~~  ∞ж∞  ~~~~~

Friday I drove to Decatur from my jobsite in Oklahoma and got to Randall’s place around 6.  Randall showed me my room and I showered and cleaned up and then Randall took me into town for dinner and we went to his favorite C&W bar for beers and to bullshit with some of his friends.

Randall never mentioned he wanted to fuck my ass and I was beginning to wonder if I miss understood his offer while we were in Borger.

About 10PM, Randall said he wanted to head back to his ranch.  I was game.  In the truck, Randall made small talk about work.  He had a new girlfriend, Betty who seemed to give him pretty much the rough sex he liked.  Randall never indicated he was interested in picking up where we had left off.

I really was beginning to wonder what the weekend had in store as Randall made no advances like he did in Borger.

The night was pitch black once we left town.  The C&W music blared and we barreled down the road and finally turned into his ranch.  Randall turned off the pick-up truck outside his barn.

“Well asswipe, git your fuckin’ ass into the barn, bitch.  You thought this cowboy didn’t want some rough sex with his fuckin’ Borger bitch?  Hell no!  You’re in for one fuckin’ rough sex-filled weekend; at least for me anyway…”  Randall laughed at his own joke.

I climbed out the truck and Randall was right behind me.  We headed into the darkened barn.  Randall flipped on the lights.

Randall pointed to a bale of hay in front of a stable gate.  “Git your fuckin’ clothes off bitch and sit your ass on the bale.”  I started undressing while Randall disappeared into the tack room.

After a few minutes I was naked and Randall stepped out from the tack room.  Damn he was fucking HOT!  Randall had taken off his shirt and put on his spurs and chaps.  Fuck my dick immediately got hard.

“Well bitch, I’m fuckin’ horny for some rough cowboy action.  Like always, I can see by your dick you like your fuckin’ hot cowboy stud too!”

Randall grabbed my wrists and started tying them together with some rope.  “Well bitch, before I hog-tie your ass, you’d better whack that cock of yours if you want some relief.  Once this cowboy starts riding your ass, you may not get any relief.  Just shoot your seed on the bale.”

I started whacking off.  Damn it was fucking awesome with my hands tied knowing what was coming with this hot cowboy stud.

Randall grabbed a saddle and placed it on the hay bale.  I quickly shot my seed on the ground.  Randall took a metal leg spreader and strapped it to my ankles giving a good spread.

“Now bitch, assume your position on the saddle for this cowboy to ride your ass.  That spreader gives me a nice fuckin’ hole to punch and my cock is fuckin’ ready to ram your ass.”

I leaned over the saddle and Randall lubed my fuck hole.  He unzipped his jeans and his fucking huge cock popped out.  Randall moved over to my peripheral view to show me his huge cock as he lubed it.

“Fuck bitch, looks nice huh?  Fuck yeah!  You ready to get rammed by this fuckin’ huge cowboy cock?”  Randall was laughing as he was lubing and manhandling his rod.

Randall moved behind my ass and slid his cock up my hole.  He wasn’t too gentle, but I was ready to take all of this fucking cowboy up my ass.

“Hell yeah!  Fuck yeah!  Bitch, take my meat.  Damn I missed my Borger bitch.  My bitch here is hot, but damn, nothing like the rough shit you take.  And this weekend will be memorable, bitch.  Hell yeah, this cowboy is going to fuckin’ take the shit to a whole new level.  You’d better be ready.”

Randall was now totally pumping my ass.  He was in a fast, hard rhythm pumping his cock hard up my hole.

“Shit yeah!  Fuck… you’re one helluva a fuck…. Shit take my fuckin’ cock, bitch!  I’m gonna fuckin’ ram your ass hard!  Yee Haw!  This is one helluva a rodeo, bitch, and I’m one fuckin’ hard-ass cowboy fuckin’ your brains out!  Shit yeah… aw… fuck yeah… aw….fuck...”

Randall shot a hot load of cum up my hole.  Randall pulled himself out and was breathing hard.  Clearly he enjoyed his first fuck of the weekend.

“Damn, bitch.  I am so fucking glad you came to visit the ranch.  I forgot how great your fucks can be.  Damn, yeah.”

Randall grabbed my arms and lead me into the open part of the barn.  He grabbed a lasso and threw one end over a beam above.  He lowered the rope and tied it to my tied hands.  He walked over and pulled the rope tight and tied it off to a post.  I was strung up in the barn with my tied arms over my head and my legs spread by the spreader.  Randall grabbed a bull whip.

I started to tell Randall he couldn’t whip my ass.

“Hell bitch.  This cowboy has you fucking tied up.  I can do whatever the hell I want with my bitch.  I fuckin’ own you bitch!”

Randall gave me a good whack with the bull whip.  I let out a scream.

“Hell yeah, bitch.  Give me a good scream!”

Randall whipped me again.

“Shit yeah!  I’ve got me a bitch who I need to teach how to obey his cowboy owner.”

Whack!  Randall whipped me again.  Whack!  Whack!

“Yee Haw!  Fuck I get hard whipping my slave boy’s ass!  You like the feel of my whip, boy?”

Whack!

“Hell yeah.  Scream for me boy!  I fuckin’ love to hear my slave boy bitch scream!”

Whack!

“Shit, I’ve always wanted to whip a boy before.  Damn, you’re the first bitch tough enough for me to live out my fuckin’ dream!  Fuck, I love laying my leather whip on your fuckin’ ass!  Shit yeah, this is one fuckin’ hot scene, bitch!  I’m your fuckin’ cowboy nightmare, bitch!  Scream for me, bitch!”

Whack!

“Now bitch, you fuck up this weekend, and this is how I will teach you your lesson.  You got that bitch?  You’re this fucking cowboy’s property!”

Whack!

“Yeah, I got it”, I screamed.

“Fucking don’t forget it, bitch.”

Randall lubed the handle of the bull whip and came over to me.  He started twisting my tits in his gloved hand.

“Like that bitch?  Like this cowboy to play with your tits?”

I squirmed.  Randall went behind me and rammed the handle of his bull whip up my ass.  I squirmed more.

“Shit yeah!  I like making my whore dance for me.  You like that bitch?”

Randall twisted my tits more.

“Hell, I’ve got my whore dancing in the barn for me.  My whip sticking out your ass.  Your tits ready for me to play with.  Shit yeah!  You’re one fuckin’ barn whore bitch!”

Randall laughed as he continued to taunt me by twisting my tits and playing with the bull whip up my ass.

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After Randall got tired of messing with my tits and ass, he was horny again.  While I was still strung up with the leg stretcher, he pulled the whip around my neck and came up behind me and unzipped his jeans.

“You ready for this cowboy to ram your ass again, bitch?”

“Yes, cowboy”, I responded.

“Hell yeah, bitch.  Let’s ride!”  Randall grabbed the bull whip like reins and quickly inserted his cock up my well lubed hole.

“Shit yeah!  Ride my cock, bitch.”  Randall reached around with his left hand as started to pinching my tit while he was banging my ass with his cock.

“Yee Haw!  This is one shitting cowboy fun time.  Damn, bitch, I like riding your fuckin’ ass.  Take my cock, bitch.  Groan for this cowboy.  Yee Haw!  Ride ‘em cowboy!  Aw… fuck…  shit… yeah… fuck…. Aw….”

Randall shot another wad of cum up my ass.  He zipped up his jeans and stepped in front of me.  “Hell bitch, I fucking love to ride that ass.  Damn, this is one helluva a great rodeo.  And the weekend has just begun, fucker!”

Randall laughed at his own joke.  “Damn, bitch, I’m not sure you are going to be able to take this cowboy all weekend.  Now you know, I tire out my bitches when I’m home and they need all week to recover.”

Again, Randall laughed.

“Well bitch, this cowboy has on his chaps and spurs.  Time for you to start riding and earning your keep.”

Randall untied me from the rafter and took off the leg spreader.  He forced me down to the ground and thrust his boots between my dick.

“Ride my boots boy.  I know you want to get that hard cock some relief on my boots.  Ride those motherfuckers till you cum!”

I didn’t need any more encouragement and started humping his boots.

“Hell yeah, motherfucker.  Hump those boots.”  Randall laughed as I was riding his boots.  “Shit yeah!  Come on boy, hump those boots harder.  You like my boots on your cock, boy!  Ride ‘em!”

I came on Randall’s boots.

“Good boy.  Now you get to lick your fuckin’ cum off my boots.”

Randall walked over and thrust his boots in my face.  I quickly started licking them.

“Shit yeah, motherfucker bitch boy slave.  Lick my boots boy.  I know you’re a motherfucker boot licker.  Yeah, lick those motherfuckers clean.  If you leave a single speck, I’m gonna fuckin’ whip your ass boy!”

After cleaning Randall’s boots, he untied my hands and had me in a doggy position.  He fashioned a harness with some leather straps and straddle me on my back.  Randall started thrusting his spurs in my side and spurring me to get me moving.

“Shit yeah, boy!  This bareback rodeo event has started.  Give me a fuckin’ hard ride boy!  No 8-second rule.  You fuckin’ buck until I say stop!  I’m gonna spur your ass until it bleeds.  Yee Haw.  Buck me boy!”

Randall was thrusting his boots forward and bringing back full force on my thighs.  The he would repeat his thrusting and spurring action, like a true cowboy in a bareback event.

“Shit yeah, boy!  You’re one motherfucker bareback horse for this cowboy!  Yee Haw!  This is how the cowboy likes to ride!  Shit yeah!”

I finally got tired and Randall kept spurring me harder.

“Damn asswipe.  Get to buckin’!  This cowboy’s not through with his ride!”

When I didn’t move, Randall said, “Shit bitch, you know I’m not finished with my ride.  The cowboy determines when the ride is over.  Now bitch, your ass is going to finish this bareback event.”

Randall dropped to his knees behind me and thrust himself up my ass and started humping me hard.

“Shit yeah, boy!  I told you the ride wasn’t over!  The cowboy finishes the ride!  Fuck yeah!  Ride my cock bitch!  Fuck yeah…. Hell this is one damn fine ride!  Fuck yeah….”

Randall rode me a long time until he finally came.  Damn, it was the third time this evening that he rode my ass.  That guy was insatiable when it came to sex.

“Okay bitch, I guess you finally gave this cowboy enough fucks for one night.  We can turn into bed.  But you know, I’ll probably want one more ride from you in bed, bitch.  You know what this cowboy wants!  Hell yeah, I’m gonna tie your ass in bed.  Sweet dreams tonight bitch waiting for this cowboy to come fuck your ass.”

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We went inside and got ready for bed.  True to his word, Randall came into my room and tied me up spread eagle on the bed.

“Like I said bitch, I’m going to want to ride that ass tonight.  Sweet dreams.”

I had fallen asleep when sometime during the night, Randall came into my room and fucked my ass again.  He was naked, but was wearing his cowboy hat and cowboy boots.  After his late night fuck, Randall untied me so I could get some good sleep.  Damn that cowboy was a sex machine.

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If you want to read the last episode... Rough Rider – Part 4B