Horse Trade

by

Kortpeel

"Be nice to me little girl and I'll see you get a ride on Finnegan's Wake."

The girl, Fiona, was about 14. She had that lovely fresh dewy look and her young tits were sweet and firm. I'd stolen a grope of them now and again. So was her cute little butt that I loved to stroke. There's nothing quite like the stolen feel of a female buttock, young and tender, on the palm of your hand.

She was a bit shy about me touching her so I reckoned I was doing her a favour getting her used to a man's touch. How I'd have loved to stick it in her. If I got the chance I would.

Trouble was she only came to the stables on Sundays when a lot of other people were around. Mr. Bartlett allowed her to groom and ride the horses in return for her mucking out the stables. That girl was crazy about horses and she was good with them. Mr. Bartlett had said she could ride any horse she wanted apart from the stallions. She didn't have the experience or the strength for them.

Of course, Fiona wanted to ride the stallions. Finnegan's Wake was the least dangerous now that he was getting long in the tooth. As the head stable lad it was in my power to get her a ride on him. It was risky but worth it if I could get a ride on her. Hence my offer.

She looked at me warily. "What does being nice to you mean Mr. Scrubbs?"

"I told you, my name's Jed. Call me that."

"Okay Jed. What do you want me to do?"

The little bitch knew exactly what I wanted from her. She was negotiating.

Open your legs for me, I thought. Man! But I fancied her. "You know what to do. How is a pretty little girl like you normally nice to a man?"

"Do you want to fuck me Jed?"

She shocked even me, saying that. The words were in such contrast to her appearance but she'd got it in one.

"Cos if so, I'm afraid not. I'm saving that for someone else. I'll give you a wank if you like."

I didn't know what to say.

"Why not Jed? Let me ride round the paddock on Black Shadow and I'll give you a hand job."

Black Shadow was a steeple chaser. He was a big mean bastard with attitude. But he could jump fences as if he were flying and he won races. He was one of the few horses that actually made money for his owner but it took a strong experienced rider to control him. Fiona would never be able to manage him.

I shook my head. I was about to suggest Finnegan's Wake again but the girl moved toward me and rubbed the back of her hand down the front of my pants. I made no move to stop her.

Emboldened she found the tag of my zip and slowly drew it down. She was looking me in the eye and had a confident smile on her face. Her hand went in my fly, a little fumbling and she was grasping my prick. She took it out and was gently stroking it. He touch was soft, gentle and irresistably sweet.

"Just ten minutes around the paddock on Black Shadow, Jed. That can't do any harm, can it? Then you'll get the rest of this." She squeezed my prick a touch just to be sure I knew what she meant. " You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

"All right. Saddle him up," I gasped.

She let go of my prick and I struggled to put it away. Fiona went off to saddle up Black Shadow. She got the saddle on and I led her on Black Shadow out to the paddock. It was raining heavily, which was how come that for once there was no-one else around that morning, Mr. Bartlett was overseas on one of his business trips. In seconds I was soaked right through. Gusts of winds were chilling and there was the distant rumble of thunder. "Just ten minutes." I had to shout so the girl would hear me.

"Ten minutes," she said.

Black Shadow seemed so pleased to be out of doors that he was behaving himself. The rain didn't bother him a bit. Fiona cantered around the paddock and then she started going for the jumps. She was good. There was an understanding between her and the horse.

The ten minutes were almost up. I was soaked and chilled to the bone. Fiona took a last fence and headed back to the stables. By that stage getting warm and dry was as appealing as Fiona keeping her promise. Then there was the flash and the blast of a thunderbolt striking close by. Black Shadow reared up in panic. He took off clearing the paddock fence. Fiona managed to stay on him but as I watched horse and rider disappeared into the grey rain across the downs.

I saddled up one of the mares and rode off in the same direction as the horse had bolted. I was worried sick for Fiona and for Black Shadow. I was a little concerned for myself too. If Mr. Bartlett ever found out about this I'd be out of work. Period.

Half an hour later I was on the point of vomiting, worried sick literally. The rain was heavier than ever and visibility was poor. My relief was total when I saw a dark shape emerge out of the rain a few hundred yards away. Fiona and Black Shadow were both okay. I don't normally talk much to the divinity but a prayer of thanks seemed appropriate. We cantered back to the stables, walking the last bit to let the horses cool off. In that rain it wouldn't take much cooling. Fiona looked exalted. The gallop across the downs on the big stallion, through the rain and thunder had been the most exciting experience of her life. "It was positively Wagnerian," she told me.

As always we saw first to the horses. We were both soaking wet and shivering with cold. With the horses fixed up I asked Fiona to come back to my cottage. She accepted. It was a purely humane invitation, one human in misery to another. Except that Fiona wasn't in misery. She was still on a high from her gallop and wasn't feeling the cold. Takes more than a spot of rain to upset a Valkerie, apparently.

Some time later Fiona in my dressing gown after a hot bath, coffee and soup was sitting next to me in front of the log fire in my living room. I had a comfortable old cottage that went with the head stable lad's job. I'd simply put on fresh clothes after my shower.

She took my hand in hers. "Thank you for the ride, Jed. It was wonderful. I've never had such an exciting time ever."

"Well, it was much too exciting for me. I was worried to death."

"That is so sweet of you, to be worried for me. Deep down you're quite a gentleman, aren't you?"

"Just a man."

"Oh it was so wonderful. To feel that big powerful horse under me, galloping across the down like that, through the rain, the lightning across the sky, the rumbling thunder and the horse's hoof beats. I don't think anything in life will ever cap that moment."

On impulse she stood up, leant over me where I sat in the armchair and kissed me. Her dressing came open and she let it slide to the ground.

"Let's make it a full day Jed. Take me to bed."

There are moments in a lifetime you remember for ever. I knew this was such a moment for me. I stared at her deliciously beautiful naked body: her lovely boobs with the pale pink nipples, the gentle curve from her slender waist to her hips, that triangle of trimmed hair that points the gateway to paradise. All that and that lovely soft smooth female skin. Oh! How much better the reality is than the image. I was lost in lust.

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Doc Janet Granger was the kind of woman that made me wonder why the world needed men in it. She could do anything I could do, especially where horses were concerned, she was a brilliant veterinarian. All that and she was good looking too. I'd have put her in her early forties. She was about five ten in height, had a figure that packed out her tight jeans in the most wonderful eye-pleasing way. Best of all was that her face was sexy too. It showed that here was a woman who'd been around the block a few times and knew what life was all about. Just to have her flash me that warm friendly smile of hers was a challenge. It seemed to say 'Are you man enough for me?'

At twenty five I'd been married and divorced but I had my doubts that I was man enough for Janet Granger. I'd love to have tried though.

She was here at the stables to geld Finnegan's Wake. The owner wanted it done. He planned to use him as a hack to rent out to the riding public. I could have done it but Mr. Bartlett had insisted I get the vet in. The owner was paying.

I soothed him while Doc Janet cut his balls out. He took it docilely enough. Afterward he got a nice bag of oats to take his mind off it. She came back with me to the cottage to wash up .

"I see that Black Shadow won at Newmarket last week," Doc Janet casually remarked as she dried her hands.

"Good horse, that one." My reply was as neutral as I could make it. Why did she mention Black Shadow?

"Think the training gallop in the rain that Sunday helped?"

Oh shit! Fiona had shot her mouth off.

The look on my face must have removed any lingering doubts Doc Janet had. "Not the most experienced jockey in the world was she, Jed? She could have been killed. Don't you think that was irresponsible of you?"

What could I say? Nothing, and that's just what I said.

Somehow Doc Janet had me pinned to the wall with her arms on each side so that I couldn't get away. I've done that enough times to girls but this was a first. She was standing so close her breasts were pressing on my upper chest. She was quite a bit taller than me.

Her hand slid down and pressed against my crotch. "I don't think Mr. Bartlett would be very pleased if he knew, would he Jed?"

Her hand was unbuckling my belt. She was undoing my zip and getting my pants down. Underpants too. A hand was gently squeezing my scrotum. It wasn't an unpleasant situation. In fact, given a more congenial topic of conversation it would have been very pleasant indeed. My pants were around my ankles.

"What do you think Mr. Bartlett would do if he were to find out Jed?"

"It would be better if he didn't find out," I managed to mutter.

"Better for you, Jed. And perhaps not altogether you fault. After all Fiona did make you an offer you couldn't refuse, didn't she?"

That little bitch had blabbed everything. Why couldn't she have kept her mouth shut?

"Didn't she Jed?" The pressure on my scrotum increased suddenly. Any more and it was going to hurt like hell. I brought up an arm to try and push her free arm away so that I could get clear.

Big mistake. Her arm didn't move from where it was pressing on the wall. I simply pushed myself away and fell down. She still had a grasp on my balls and knelt down as I fell so she could maintain it. Her knee on my belly held me to the floor.

"For God's sake Janet. Let me get up."

"It's Doc Janet to you Jed. And I want you to stay right where you are. We haven't finished our conversation."

Again I felt the pressure of her hand on my scrotum. "Yes dammit yes. She made me an offer I couldn't refuse. Now let me get up will you."

For all her good looks and slender figure Doc Janet was stronger and heavier than me. My struggle to get up was unsuccessful. Being rendered helpless like that by a woman was humiliating but at the same time there was something sexy about it. I realised, to my embarrassment, that I was enjoying it.

I suspect that Doc Janet knew that too. Her knee came off my stomach and her grip on my balls eased to something pleasant again.

"Tell all Jed. Confession is good for the soul." Her voice was gentle and encouraging. Not hostile at all.

I told all. As I did so Doc Janet knelt beside me holding my balls in one hand and stroking my prick with the other. I told her how Fiona's dressing gown had opened. I told her how Fiona had wanted to go to bed with me, that we had gone to bed and I had taken Fiona's cherry. That afterward Fiona had actually thanked me for making a woman of her.

"Okay Doc Janet. That's everything. Can I get up now?"

"Jed, you had sex with a minor. That's statutory rape. It's six years of any man's life. It's not consensual because she's too young to consent."

"So what are you going to do about?"

"I could go to the police."

I struggled at that and if I'd gotten free I'd have tried to kill her in that moment. As it was she simply squeezed my balls hard and that knocked all the fight out of me.

"Damn you, Granger."

"It's Doc Granger to you, Jed my boy. And watch your manners. I might hurt you."

"Will you let me get up?"

"Be quiet. And keep still. I'm trying to think." She thought for a while. "Okay Jed. There is a way for you to keep out of gaol and keep your job."

Thank heaven for that. "What do I have to do?"

"You're lucky I'm a vet. I'm the one person who can keep you out of gaol."

"Yeah yeah. Okay. What do you want me to do?" I was getting irritable.

"Have me geld you."

I was too surprised to say anything.

"Consent to that and life goes on as before. Almost. Otherwise I go straight to the police."

Another long pause.

"In prison, Jed, the decent honest thieves and murderers don't much like child molesters. You might get a taste of your medicine. It'd be what you deserve but I don't think you'll enjoy it much."

"Please Doc, why do you have to do anything? Just let me go. I won't do it again. I promise."

"Maybe you won't Jed. But you've already done it once and you wouldn't be able to say no if you got another chance. A serious crime has come to my notice. You've raped a minor and endangered her life. All because of these." She still had hold of my balls and she dug her finger nails into them. I gasped in pain. "I can't do nothing, Jed. It's one or the other. What's it to be? Your choice."

She gave another hefty squeeze and they were already hurting from her finger nails. "Your choice Jed. Carry on here as normal or go to gaol? Make up your mind. We don't have all day."

What damned choice? I'd never been in gaol but I knew plenty who had. "Just do it."

"A wise choice Jed. These little items are the cause of your problems. Take them away and you'll be a happy man."

She let go of my balls and let me stand up. She looked a bit wary as if she were quite ready for any trouble I might give her. As it was my balls were hurting like hell and I could barely stand.

"Go to the bedroom and get undressed."

"Right now?"

"What's to wait for? The sooner we start the sooner you're done."

I hobbled into the bedroom. I didn't even bother to pull up my pants. In the bedroom I stripped off and sat on the bed.

Doc Janet followed me carrying some nylon rope. "Lie down on your back Jed. I'm going to tie you up in case you move at a delicate time. It's for your own safety."

"Look Doc, please. You don't have to-"

She pushed me down on the bed. She was amazingly strong. "Shut up Jed and stop pleading. You're going to get what's coming to you and nothing you can say is going to change that. Now show a bit of dignity and take it like an adult. You know you're getting off lightly."

She was busy with the ropes as she spoke. I found myself helpless. With my arms tied to the headposts and my outspread legs tied to the footposts all I could do was twitch. Worst of all I had an erection and my prick was pointing straight up at the ceiling.

She stood at the foot of the bed looking at me as she rolled up her shirtsleeves. "Hmm, Jed. Looks to me like you're even enjoying it."

She took a disposable razor from her medical bag and dry shaved my scrotum with it. Next she produced a disposable syringe and filled it with a liquid from a small glass file. "It's not even going to hurt you. These modern anaesthetics are first rate. She got the syringe prepared and then swabbed some sort of antiseptic onto my scrotum with cotton wool. It felt cool as it evaporated.

"You'll just feel a couple of pinpricks as the needle goes in. After that you won't feel a thing, I promise you."

What I felt was a bolt of agony as the needle went in the first time on the left side of my scrotum. I sensed it went right through the skin into my actual ball. It didn't last though. I held my breath for the second one on the other side. The same feeling again. Then nothing. Even the lingering pain from Doc Janet's squeezing my balls was gone. My erection had gone down though.

"We give it a few minutes for the anaesthetic to work before we start cutting," Janet said. As she waited she idly stroked up my prick with the back of her finger. She got it to a full hard again. "That's better, Jed. I want you to enjoy this too."

"Too? Are you enjoying this?"

She smiled. "Of course I am silly. I do love removing testicles. Especially from men. It's so satisfying to know that I'm doing some good in the world, making it a safer place for young girls and their older sisters."

She checked her watch. "It's better for you too Jed. Little girls won't be able to make you offers you can't refuse. Not after this. It will keep you out of trouble."

She picked up a scalpel that she had ready and got down to my scrotum. "I always think men are so silly about sex. You put in so much effort to get it and what is it really? Just a few seconds of climax and then you're finished until the next time."

She was doing something to me down there but I couldn't see what and I was feeling nothing. "To me it always seems that nature has played a sick con trick on men. For men sex is such a false promise." She looked up at me. "It would be different if men could have multiple orgasms like we can. The world would be a much happier place for all concerned. But it is what it is and we have to make the best of it. Right now I'm making the best of you, Jed Scrubbs."

"How many men have you gelded," I asked her.

"Not many. About a hundred or so." She paused. "Some were criminals like you. Child molesters, wife beaters, some were just serial seducers. Love 'em and leave 'em. Not a crime but a very immoral thing to do. Some of those were con men, stealing a woman's life saving and leaving her broke and broken hearted. And, would you believe, some of them just wanted me to castrate them. Very sensible of them, I thought." She looked up again. "There. You're done. Now you're a gelding , Jed."

"Er, thank you Doc. I guess."

"I want you to just stay there for a few minutes to check that the stitching is okay. Would you mind if I took a shower?"

"Of course not."

"She smiled at me and gently gave my prick a few strokes. Balls or not, my prick was still working.

"I won't be long. Just lie still and relax."

Tied up as I was I couldn't do much else. My balls or whatever was left down there were still numb but I kept thinking of Doc Janet working on me and it sustained my erection. I wondered what difference having no balls would make. I knew what it did to a horse but a man isn't a horse. My general feeling was so far so good.

Doc Janet returned after a while wrapped in a big bath towel. She untied me and let me sit up. She sat on the bed beside me. "How do you feel, Jed?"

"Okay. No different. My balls are still numb."

"Not your balls, Jed. You don't have any. That's the anaesthetic in your scrotum. It might be just a bit sore when it wears off but I'll leave you some painkillers."

She stood up and let the towel fall off her. She looked even better nude than in her shirt and jeans. She really was a magnificent woman. She shrugged at her nudity. "It doesn't matter now you're a eunuch, Jed. It's okay for you to see me nude. And it would be a shame to waste this." She took hold of my still erect prick. "It might not last much longer."

Doc Janet got her multiple orgasms that day.

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It was a Sunday morning a few weeks later. I happened to overhear Fiona say "No Janet, he hasn't given me any trouble since you fixed him."

I heard Janet's reply. "No. I didn't expect he would. Gelding improves men even more than horses."

"Almost a pity though," Fiona said. "He was quite good looking in his own way."

Janet laughed. "But you said he was creepy."

"Aren't they all?" Fiona responded. "Who shall we improve next?"

End