Breaking in a Stallion
By Crossmanx at - crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments and ideas welcome. 
When you need to break in a stallion or a man, there's only one place to go


A follow on from the story 'The Horse Woman'

Breaking in a Stallion

Gareth played around with the cars radio, trying to keep one eye on the road
and tune into the sports station at the same time WOOOSSSHHHH! "CHRIST! Gareth
keep your eyes on the road." He looked at the car in the mirror that had just
come close to hitting him "bloody idiot!" Trying to make it sound as if it was
the other cars fault, when really they both knew it was Garth that had veered
to the other side of the road. They where Margret and Gareth, childhood
sweethearts that had been married for just over 10 years now, they where both
32 and for the most it had been a good marriage, well for the first few years
at least.

"And we now return to the match ... " "great" the radio now tuned in Gareth
could now have both eyes back on the road ahead, something that pleased his
wife even if she couldn't stand the fact that it was sport again! If Gareth
wasn't watching, listen or playing sport then he wasn't happy, she looked
across to her husband 'where had it all gone wrong?'

The 'happy' couple carried on with their journey, they travelled in silence as
Gareth listened to the match, the only time anything was said was when he
shouted at the radio because he wasn't happy with his teams performance. But
eventually they won, just and Margret felt relieved, and they where almost at
their destination, another reason for her to be happy!

"This is it turn here" Gareth saw a couple of signs, one 'Woodridge Hall' one
'Woodridge Stables' "follow the sign for the stables ... That way" Margret was
getting a bit excited now "OK ... I can see it!" And Gareth was getting a bit
pissed off with being told where to go by her 'can't bloody read a map at the
best of times.. What does she know about directions?'

As they drove down the track onto the estate and through the large grounds
that obviously belonged to this 'Woodridge Hall' Gareth started to think about
how Margret had been this last week, she still had that magazine in her hand,
it had all started when she got that magazine! Margret had been into horse
riding when she was a kid and about 6 months ago she had suddenly gone back to
it. Gareth didn't know why after all she had a job and went to matches with
him, watched him play at weekends, why did she need to go and ride a horse? It
wasn't as if it was a proper sport or anything! Well he couldn't figure it
out, but she had come back from the local stables with this magazine and
talked about going to this 'Woodridge' place. Gareth had agreed to go, but
didn't know why she wanted him to come, she had caught him at a weak moment,
he was watch the big match and just said yes to stop her talking. After almost
an hours drive to this place he was starting to regret that!

They pulled up to a impressive stable complex, there was a large parking area
that Margret happy pointed out to him, she was getting a bit to over excited
now and it was starting to irritate him. So when she rushed off following
another sign that said 'Stable Managers Office' he clamed himself down by
having a look around. It was a vast complex, surrounding fields for grassing
and exercise of the horse, two large barn type stable blocks and between them
the 'offices' and store building. It even had one of those clock towers that
made it look even more impressive. By the other signs around Gareth worked out
that one of the stable barns was for hire out to individuals. He went for a
quick look inside, there were a couple of people mucking out and generally
working, and of course horses. By the look of it a good dozen or so horse
'must be a good earner for someone' Gareth thought.

The other barn was just for the 'Woodridge Hall' owner who ever that was,
'probably some posh old Lord and Lady that never went riding ... Typical.' But
even so Gareth wandered in and had a look around, 'God this barn was big.' He
walked down the line of stables, each had a horse in, each with their names on
a plaque on the door 'Empress', 'Princess', 'Lady', 'Heroine', 'Womankind.'
'All a bit too feminine' not to Gareth's liking much, at the end of the row
and the last horse 'Mistress!' "Now whys that now surprising" he said out loud
"something wrong?" A voice behind him made the man turn round, Gareth was
shocked, but very nicely shocked by what he saw.

There was a young girl ... Woman ... 18/19, he wasn't sure, but she was
pretty, a sweet innocent look about her that didn't quite match how she was
dressed, very sexily. This was something about a woman in riding gear that he
liked, when Margret went riding he had to smile at how good she looked. But
this woman ... Girl was something else. A pair of dirty black riding boots,
showed she had obviously been around the stables working, tight beige jodhpurs
that did nothing to hide her good legs. A long sleeved white top that was just
as tight and showed off the rest of her great body, she was a petite woman,
quite a bit shorter than him, but her ample bust caught his eye.

Did you look at those large breasts or that attractive face? Her long blond
hair was tied up in a pony tail, quite appropriate for a stable, her fair soft
skin, those dark blue eyes and those thin lips all gave her a look that just
had to be stared at. He was gob smacked by this attractive ... "don't you
talk?" Her tone was a bit mocking, a bit cheeky, a bit ... he wasn't quite
sure, "sorry don't normally find myself in such a place with a good looking
woman" 'Oh God was that too cheesy?'

Well it certainly hadn't worked on her "You shouldn't be here, this is a
private part of the stables I think you'll find that if you have business here
it will be in the other barn." Her voice now showed signs of being in charge,
of confidence, she was very well spoken, even posh, but there was something
even sexy about that. This woman was good looking, a great body and even when
she spoke she turned him on, she was the horsy type, Gareth smiled she's a
snob that just needed a good old fashion ride! The though of 'riding' her made
him smile even more, this was turning out to be a good trip.

"Sorry ... Sorry, my wife's here doing something and I was just having a look
around, I was ... " "Your wife?" she cut him off sharply "Yes, she wanted to
come here and ... " Again "Margret ... Margret Green?" "Yes ... That's right,
we.." "So your Mr Green?" He was now getting just a bit feed up with her
constantly interrupting him, no matter how good looking she was she was still
pissing him off. "There you are" there was Margret making her way towards
them, she was accompanied by another woman, a brunette, she also had that
'posh' look and was also in boots, jodhpurs and a tight top. The women round
here might be posh and rude, but they certainly where lookers.

The brunette introduced Margret to the blond woman "may I introduce Lady
Georgina Harding-Smyth" 'Lady!' Well that told Gareth all he needed to know a
real 'Lady' no wonder she sounded so upper class, she was! 'Harding-Smyth ...
Well that was just typical, a doubled barrelled name for some aristocratic
snob' Gareth gave a bit of a snigger as he heard the name, he wasn't one for
all that high society stuff. Lady Georgina gave him a look, as if she knew
exactly what he was thinking. It made him quite uncomfortable, that pretty
young face suddenly took a different appearance, and it made him feel just a
little uncomfortable.

"So Ms Green you need to ... " "Mrs Green.." Gareth was pleased with himself
for interrupting her, but again she throw him a look, but this was one of 'How
dear you!' This young woman was turning into a bit of a bully with her
intimidating looks. Margret was also getting a bit nervous she could see that
her husband has annoyed the Lady "As I was say before I was so rudely
interrupted Ms Green ... " 'Bloody Cheek!' "You looking to control your ...
buck! And I can see why.. Mind you" the Lady turned and looked Gareth up and
down "I think buck, stallion and stag or probably not the right words to use."
Margret couldn't help but giggle in agreement 'what was this woman on about?'
"Maybe jackass is more like it ... " All three women laughed at this and
Gareth was getting more than just a bit confused with this conversation.

"If you can control a horse, then controlling a man is easy" Gareth wasn't
sure that he had heard that right 'had she really said what he thought?' Lady
Georgina again turned to Gareth "yes jackass is a better word" the confused
man tried to understand what was going on "look what exactly is going on here,
I.." WHACK!

Gareth felt a sharp pain across his jaw, it was as if he had been hit by
something, it was that sudden and that hard that the man had taken a couple of
steps backwards to steady himself. He shook his head to clear it, blinked a
couple of time, 'what the hell had ... ' WHACK! Again there was a sharp sudden
jolt to his jaw, but this time he had seen where it had come from SMACK! Lady
Georgians other fist came across to hit the man on the other side of his face.
The stunned man is sent staggering backwards.

Margret and the brunette move to the side so they don't get in the way as Lady
Georgina moves towards Gareth, she has a very sexy walk that no one could fail
to notice. "What 'Exactly' is going on ... is that you are about to be trained
by an expert" CRACK! The Lady gives the man something else to worry about, her
boot, as it smashes into his body forcing him to stumble, he falls over a hay
bundle, much to the amusement of those watching. "Oh come on you don't get out
of it that easy" ARRRHHHHH! These a sharp pain as Gareth feels himself being
dragged upwards by his hair THUD! A strong thigh crashes into his face and
once more the man is in pain, is confused and is on the floor.

"What ... What the hell is going on" the man get out his words, even though
his head is spinning and he really hopes this is just a dream. "You where
right he is a bit stupid" Lady Georgina turns back for Margret "you wife is
fed up with you ... " CRACK! A boot makes her point " ... and so I help to
train ... " OOOWWWW! He pulled up again " ... those men that need to pay more
attention ... " THUD! UUUHHHHH! " ... to the women in their lives ... " WHACK!
" ... and today it's your turn!" CRUNCH! Lady Georgians boots and fists are
making her point very clear to him.

The man is dragged back on his feet, he's in pain but has realised this is
real and no dream he has to do something WOOSSHH! He throws a punch at the
woman, she may be a Lady but not as far as he's concerned, but he's too dazed
by her attack to make a good job of it. Lady Georgina sees the punch coming,
she ducks down and CRUNCH! ARRRRRHHHHH! Her fist shots out right into his
groin, the man drops like a stone "men are so predictable and so easy to
hurt."

With Gareth down and hurt, in some real pain, he's now ready to get his
training CRACK! Margaret watches as Lady Georgina uses her training skills on
her husbands, the young woman's fists hit out THUD! Blood runs down Gareth's
face as he's again sent flying backwards. The petite blond uses her riding
boots WHACK! She delivers blows to the larger, older man that force him down
to the ground and make him roll around in the dirt in agony. "I hope your
paying attention this is just a warm up ready for tomorrows first real lesson"
SMACK!

Lady Georgina knocks the man around the stables THUD! He sent crashing into
one of the stable doors, the petite blonds grabs the man by his arm, turns and
WOOSSHH! THUD! The smaller woman throws the large man over her and down to the
floor, Margret is amazed at this show of female superiority, and the look of
agony on her husbands face is just as thrilling.

Lady Georgina pull Gareth up off the floor, still holding onto his arm she
pulled it out straight with the man bend forward she begins WHACK! WHACK!
WHACK! Her strong leg shots out into his chest, still holding him in position
by his arm, her riding boot collided into the mans upper body, Gareth's
knocked up off his feet each time that boot slammed into him. And the pain, it
hurts so much, she pulled his arm up, turned and WOOSSSHHH! Gareth was sent
flying over the young woman's shoulder.

Margret watches as for the next 20 minutes or so Lady Georgina dishes out her
own unique training session. Fists, boots and throws as the man is beating
into submission. CRACK! Another fist into his face, more blood runs down him.
WHACK! Another riding boot finds in mark in his body. THUD! Again the man is
sent flying across the stable, either by a judo throw or her boot smashing
into his jaw knocking him off his feet.

CRACK! The young lady sent her clenched backhand sharp across his face,
Gareth's head sent spinning again at her ferocity. She grabs the man by his
shirt and WHACK! A blow that sent Gareth into a whole new world of pain, she
head butted him, the prom and pretty woman smashed her forehead onto the
bridge of his nose, smashing it blood splattered out as the mans day went from
bad to worse. A move she had practised and knew would not leave a mark on her
oh so pretty face, the posh woman's playing dirty!

Still holding him by his shirt her foot came up high towards his chest she
rolled backwards, placed the foot just right and as she rolled back onto the
floor, she pushed her foot up, out and Gareth's flipped over by the young
woman, she sends him flying over her and into the stable wall THUD! The man
falls into a heap, he lays there for a while as voices fill his head, the
women are talking, they are ignoring him. He summons the last of his energy
and tries to crawl, he tries to get away from this 'Lady'!

Gareth tries to crawl away from the 'Lady' that's giving him such a beating,
he crawled as if his life depended on it, that was the fear that had now
gripped him. He put all his last energy into dragging himself along until
THUD! A set of boots stamped the ground in front of him, he swallowed hard as
he looked up, it was the brunette woman that now towered over him 'Oh God what
now?' She lunges at him, grabs him, pulls him upwards turns him and with great
strength the woman throws him back towards Lady Georgina. He stumbled along as
the brunette hurtled him forward, he tumbled to the ground in front of the
young Lady.

Lady Georgina knows that her 'introduction' has come to an end, this man has
been beat and broke, tomorrow she starts training him. She grabs the man by
his hair and drags him down the barn to where her special private stalls are.
She opens the door, drags the man back onto his feet. He can just about stand,
she jumps up and WHACK! Her boot kicks out slamming into his jaw, Gareth flew
backwards, a cheeky grin comes over the young woman's face as the mans sent
flying into the stable and slams against the back wall of the stall THUD!
ARRRRHHHHHH! The poor man drops into a pile of horse manure, but hes out cold
and wont mind, his ordeal is over, for today!

Margret and Lady Georgina talk for a while before the brunette shows the wife
back to where her car is parked. "Please remember that tomorrows lesson starts
promptly at 2 o'clock, by then he should be ready for training ... See you
tomorrow." Margret gets into the car, she sits there for a while thinking of
what has just happened, she picks up the magazine that she had left on her
seat, the advert screams out to her ...

Woodridge Stables

We specialise in breaking in, training & controlling your stallion

All 'stallions' catered for

Training given so you can stay in control of your stallion

Open to all

Well they had certainly lived up to their advertisement, Garth had been broken
in and controlled. She would be back tomorrow to get her first lesson in how
to stay in control of her 'stallion'!