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Phil and Eddie pull a blanket off the saddle reveal the strangest looking saddle I have ever seen. It seems to have a rubbery plastic ridge in the middle of it and there is some kind of white plastic oval ball attached to the saddle horn with wires running down underneath the body of the “bull”. Eddie and Phil each grab one of my legs and pick me up by my thighs setting me up on the bull, pulling my legs down into the stirrups. Phil and Silvia make short work of strapping my legs into the stirrups sex and then my arms are forced behind my back and some kind of cuffs bind my wrist together. “Eddddiieeee!” I squeal in despair as some kind of winch is attached to my wrist cuffs and my arms are hauled up above my head. With my arms held in the air and my legs strapped into the stirrups there is no way I am falling off the bull. My breasts are standing out prominently and once again I find myself trying not to hyperventilate. “Yeeeehaw! Y’all ready for a show! Its time for a redneck x-rated rodeo!” Eddie is really getting into it as he reaches down and flicks a switch. The bull rocks forward and I slide forward so the white oval ball presses against my crotch. The bull starts to rock and slowly spin in a circle. It seems to rock in a range that keeps the front of the bull pointed slightly down and I give up trying to pull myself back in the saddle as the strange saddle starts to give me a wedgy and the white plastic ball keeps a constant pressure on my clit. “Ladies and Gents, get ready to see this sexy ‘lil lady really start to ride as we get’er acquainted with our state-of-the-art vibrating saddle!” With that Eddie hits a couple more switches and my world goes nuts! The saddle vibrates to life between my legs. “Aieeeee! Oh god oh god o GAWD!!!!” The bull starts moving faster but it maintains a downward cant which presses the vibrating ball against my shaved pussy. My thin panties offer no protection against a multitude of vibrating and massaging nubs that caress my pussy lips and vibrate fuck against my clitty. I can feel myself getting wet amidst a chorus of “Yeehaws” and “Yippeees”. “Woohee, boys look-it-her go. Can y’all smell that sweet pussy!”. It’s true, I can smell my excitement mixed with my sweat. I hop, squirm, and jump in the infernal saddle. I can feel my face young flushed and I screw my eyes shut as a wave of unwanted pleasure hits me. I know I’m close to coming and I let out another loud squeal of frustration at my inability to escape from the tormenting vibrators pushed against my pussy. I frantically jump, hop, and strain using my arms and legs to try to escape the saddle, desperately not wanting to cum in front of the entire bar. My efforts, if anything, bring my impending orgasm closer horny as the intermittent touch of the bulb against my love button fans the flames, sending me higher. “Ride-em cowgirl! You show that bull!” I hear the excited catcalls through my arousal fogged brain. “Aieeeee noooooo!” With a final desperate shriek, fucked I surrender to indian my orgasm. “Oh god oh god oh gawd god god!!!” I am helplessly rocking my pussy against the vibrating saddle horn and my entire body starts to shake and tremble as my orgasm washes over me. I cum couple hard and I can feel my pussy spasm as my juices flow freely through my panties and over the saddle. Oh and a black lace teddy that barely covers anything at all. Her round bottom red and stinging from her own spanking. “See horny baby? I handed her one of the mugs I had filled, she sniffed warily at couple it before taking a sip, a surprised look on her face, it sex tasted remarkably like coffee although I had no idea what it really was. “OK Cowgirl, I'm going to get fucked a god view of your asshole later” It was good to see her eyes widen in suprise. And flexed again and went limp. After a minute or two her eyes shut and young her mouth opened and she bit the guards shoulder who cheered and slapped her ass. Seconds later we were indian rolling around on the grass fucking in the rapidly getting muddy field. I let Aunt Lucilla dictate how we made love, and she was an expert mistress. I looked up at him to see how I was doing and one of his hands was pulling on a nipple and fuck the other was holding his beer.