~ Amazon Mistress~ {Scott}
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				Title: <strong>~ Amazon Mistress~ {Scott}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>stormkitten</strong> on <strong>08-08-2009, 16:10:04</strong>
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				Pushing the stable doors open, Lorelle was pleased to find the animal already in the training stall. That was a good thing. The effort of moving him from a regular stall to a training stall would barely be worth the effort. <br><br>"Are you sure about this?" Lorelle turned at the words noticing Leda, the Queen's mild daughter. <br><br>Lorelle smiled. Most of the amazons had asked her that at least once these last three days. Not that she blamed them. Centuars were little more than animals. Beasts. It was better to slaughter them than bother to train them. But something about this oppertunity would not stop nagging her.&nbsp; <br><br>Pulling the barn doors closed, gathering a crowd would not do. It dimmed the light inside but there was plenty more light between the board slats and windows. Approaching the single metal stall in the middle of the room. It is more like a cage than a stall. Barely 4 foot wide by 7 feet long. The bars are close together. Lorelle slowly walk around it, inspecting the beast inside. She had to admit he was a strong speciemen. Anticpation of properly trianing him. <br><br>Lorelle did not bother to greet the animal. If he wants to be treated something like human, he can earn it. From the wall, she took a length of rope. Stepping up on one of the lower rungs, she grabbed the chain that bound his wrists and started to tie the rope in the center. When that was done, she took the other end and worked it through a series of pulleys. Then she began to pull the rope tight. Not stopping till his hands were forced to protude from the front slats of the stall. One binding down, a couple more to 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~ Amazon Mistress~ {Scott}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scott</strong> on <strong>09-08-2009, 06:36:46</strong>
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				Thesius looked around the stall they had him stored in. "Let Me Go!!!" he screamed again and again, the Amazons had never been known for their mercy toward his kind, and he wasn't sure of their reason for keeping him alive. He gripped the bars and rattled the front of his stall again and again. <br><br>He attempted to kick his way out of his captivity as best he could, but he could only manage to get one of his back hooves off the floor at a time It was hot in the stalls and his skin and coat were beginning to glisten with sweat. He heard voices and stopped fighting the metal stall, and looked at his Amazon captors, thinking they were going to put him out of the misery of captivity.<br><br>He stepped as far back as he could, but with his wrists through the bars, that wasn't very far. "Let me go you Amazon bitch" he demanded as ropes were tied to his restraints and he was slowly pulled him to a prone position. Being stretched hurt, he clinched his teeth tight to fight the pain. He would never scream out no matter what happened to him, he wouldn't give her that satisfaction. <br><br><br><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~ Amazon Mistress~ {Scott}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>stormkitten</strong> on <strong>09-08-2009, 09:21:57</strong>
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				"That is not very nice...." Struggling to be heard over the clatter of hoof on metal.<br><br>The bucking and kicking was a reminder why she had to go through so much trouble with bindings. Picking up a five foot pole. Lorelle moved to the side of the cage. Pressing one end between the sltas, she waited till both back hooves were on the ground then quickly shoved the pole through to the other side. The pole was located behind his back leg, just below the rump. A second pole was pushed through the slats six inches lower. The pattern repeated till she reached the ground. It effectively shortened the stall. Making it impossible for him to buck. <br><br>Another set of five foot poles were placed in front of his back legs. Six inches apart. By the time she placed the last pole he would not be able to move his back legs forward or backwards. It was an effective way to prevent him from bucking but she was more concerend about his mental state. No doubt the stall had seemed too small for him to begin with. This took a little more freedom from him. Satsified that the poles would hold, she started on the front legs.<br><br>Expecting this to be more difficult, he knew what was coming. Lorelle started placing the pole behind his front legs. She did not hesitate to hit his legs till he put them where she wanted. As she had with the back legs, she placed a series of poles to the ground. It left him with about six inches for him to move his front legs forward. She did not bother put the poles in the front to finish trapping him. Provided he did not get to rebelious she felt that would be enough. <br><br>Off the wall, she brought over a saddle, setting it on a table near him within sight. Shrugging her dark hair back off of her shoulder, she began to prep the saddle. This was the second reason for using the pole to restrict his movements. Doubting he was simply going to let her place the saddle on him. <br><br>Satisfied with the straps, she climbed the railing, placing the saddle on his back, she had to climb back down the railing in order to secure the straps. Making extra care that they are secured tight and proper. Even though he was secured, she was careful to watch herself.&nbsp; "One day we will not need this..." Lorelle didnt try to sound confident, its merely the truth. She either properly broke him so she did not have to use the saddle, or he recieves a death sentence. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~ Amazon Mistress~ {Scott}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scott</strong> on <strong>10-08-2009, 04:10:57</strong>
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				Thesius fought her with every step she took, with each pole she used to restrain him. He did his best to rare up when his back legs were pinned, but the ropes binding his wrists kept him from anything but a symbolic motion. Then he saw it. the saddle... the symbol of lost dignity to his kind. "Get away from me with that thing you bitch" he demanded, fighting even harder against the poles and ropes she had used to bind him.<br><br>He raised and lowered his back, fighting to keep it away from him, and when it was on him he fought even harder to get it off. "I hate you, get on it and I'll crush your legs against the walls of this stall I swear". He yelled with all the intensity he could muster.... "I'm a warrior, not a damn pack mule" he argued.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~ Amazon Mistress~ {Scott}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>stormkitten</strong> on <strong>11-08-2009, 15:51:06</strong>
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				Lorelle merely laughed softly at his command. Knowing that with the poles in place there was little he could do to make good on his threat. Nice to know he was still holding in strong. She had never heard a centuar break because of being chained but there was always a first. Once the saddle was on, she once again climbed the railing, this time she climbed onto the saddle. Bracing for any attempt to dislodger her. Patiently waiting for him to be completely calm. <br><br>"I would love nothing more than to free you from this stall..." Lorelle laughed softly. "See how far you would carry us before calming down. But I guess that will be for another day."<br><br>Once she was satisfied, she began the process of placing one last harness on him. A series of leather straps and ties over his shoulders and down his chest. It would take the place of the bit and bridel that a normal horse would wear. The fasteners were located in the back so he could not reach. Also in teh back wera a pair of straps over the shoulder blades for her to hold onto. This harness would not be removed at the end of the day.<br><br>"Are you willing to give me some feedback about the feel of the harness? It needs to be secure but I am willing to make it comfortable."<br><br>Hands moving near his shoulder blades, she took a hold of the solid handles there. Letting him feel her fingers and grip. Lorelle gently pulled to give him an idea of how the reigns worked. She did not try hard, stopping when she felt him resist. Knowing the incredable strength that he had, she had little hope of truly manipulating him without his consent. No sense in pissing him off. She had him secured but if to angered she still worried about him crippling himself by doing something stupid. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~ Amazon Mistress~ {Scott}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scott</strong> on <strong>16-08-2009, 07:27:38</strong>
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				Thesius attempted to fight when he felt her weight on his back but he just couldn't move no matter how hard he tried. He said nothing as she tightened up the harness, if she drew blood with the damned thing he wouldn't have shown it, never given her the satisfaction of showing weakness. <br><br>"our kind would NEVER do this to one of your captive warriors... you should have just let them kill me" he said with a scowl. He pulled again against the ropes that bound his wrists, but to no avail. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~ Amazon Mistress~ {Scott}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>stormkitten</strong> on <strong>16-08-2009, 07:41:56</strong>
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				"I will take that to mean that the harnesss fits just fine...." Lorelle remained tense, watchful. The last thing she wanted was accidently fall from the saddle. She would never get any respect from him if she fell. <br><br>"Your kind dont just put amazons to death. Dont even try to lie to me. I know what your kind have done to our women. Rape them, force yourself inside when its obvious you can not do so without killing. I honestly do not have much problem returning the favor." Lorelle's voice was low. He clearly found there was an end to her patience, something she had not shown in the last hour.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~ Amazon Mistress~ {Scott}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scott</strong> on <strong>16-08-2009, 07:48:56</strong>
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				Thesius laughed... "maybe thats what you want... my endowment buried inside you". He laughed even as the look on her face had changed from a look of actual concern to a look of determination. <br><br>"what will you do with me then" he asked... "it's not like proper society would ever accept me being ridden around town like my brother the horse" he continued. "I'm considered too much a danger, and will be killed by your kind the first time you back is turned." he continued. <br><br>"I don't see it a matter of when I die, but the dignity I carry with me when I go" he said lowering his head, he'd been fighting restraints for an hour and his voice, and body were both weakening.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~ Amazon Mistress~ {Scott}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>stormkitten</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 23:05:52</strong>
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				Lorelle refused to dignify his comment about her interest in him being inside of her. There was some truth that she eventaully planned on testing that. That was a long ways away yet. She had to have him completley broke down and had to be able to trust him. He could easily hurt or kill her that way. No she would not get his hopes yet. <br><br>"I think you underestimate my society. Granted it will be a while before you are trusted enough to be out of the barn but I have faith that we could make a formibable pair."<br><br>Sliding from the saddle to the railing, she climbed down. "That did not kill you...." <br><br>Lorelle moved to grab a brush. Considering how she wanted to do this. She couldnt be as thorough from the outside of the stall. But she didnt trust getting in with him. Taking a chance, she opened the back door of the stall. That gave her access to most of his phalank. Starting to take the brush to his coat as she might any other horse. Lorelle was not sure when the last time&nbsp; he had been brushed, but it did not really mater. It was part of geting him use to her.<br><br>"Shit on me, you dont want to know I will slove that problem..." Warning him softly.<br>
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