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[kabr0ztrousers]

Kabr0z Writes Episode 138: The horse

Find the rest of the Kabr0z Writes Anthology here!

Ao3!

CWs: bdsm relationship; physical pain; bondage; enthusiastic consent; implement and apparatus usage;

A/N: This is a rîff off something I vaguely remember reading maybe a decade or more ago? It's hardly an original concept, but there's nary a truly original thought under the sun

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Sir led you through the house, nude and blindfolded. He'd bought you a present, and wanted you to try it out. He was tugging upwards on your leash as he led you, forcing you to walk on tiptoes to stop the leather collar digging in. He brought you to a stop.

"Ready for your surprise, petal?"

You nodded

"Words" his hand rested on your ass, a warning of what would happen if you disobeyed

"Yes, sir"

"Well alright then" he pulled the blindfold off you, and you gasped.

In front of you was a wooden box, triangular, with a rounded edge at the top. It stood about four feet tall, stout legs supporting the device.

"You know what this is, right?"

You nodded again, forgetting yourself. He slapped your behind, just hard enough for you to remember "Yes, sir"

"Good," he led you to the side, where a set of steps had been placed "Get on."

You looked at him a moment, before climbing the steps. Swinging your leg over, you positioned yourself on the horse. It was already uncomfortable, that was the point. Your foot still rested on the step as he fastened a pair of cuffs onto your wrists.

He took the step away. Your leg dangled a moment as he helped you readjust yourself. You took a deep breath, in then out.

"Good girl. I want to see how you like it, let's try, say, ten minutes today?"

Ten minutes? It didn't sound so bad, but then these things have a fearsome reputation. You tried to get as comfortable as you could. You could already feel your weight driving the top edge into you. It dug into you, into your pubic bone if you leant forward, your tailbone if you leant back. You could shift slightly from side to side, but that only dug it into the gap between your thigh and your cunt, which was almost worse.

You looked over at your owner, sat to one side. He was watching you back, making sure you didn't find some way to cheat. He sat back in his chair, reclining as you started to sweat. A bulge was growing in his pants. You shifted your weight, trying to find some relief as he rubbed himself through his clothes.

You couldn't see a clock. That was probably intentional, the only timepiece in the room was on his wrist, the faint ticking inaudible over your gasping. Your legs hurt now, the weight on your crotch radiating down. You tried to kick gently, to get some sensation back, but you only succeeded in driving the bar harder into yourself.

Tears prickled your eyes, you blinked, feeling one roll down your cheek. He saw, standing up, stroking your leg. You kept your gaze forward, doing your best not to show your discomfort on your face.

He reached under you, retrieving something from a cubby under where you were sat. You heard it before you saw it. A wand, battery powered, but you knew from experience it was no less powerful for it. You stiffened, trying to keep your mind off what was happening, to keep from calling out.

As soon as the vibrating head touched you, you failed. You'd done so well to keep your noises to little whines and sighs, but the moment you felt the buzzing on your crotch, you let out a wail.

He didn't let up, smiling slightly as he watched your face, leaning you backwards as he applied the vibrations directly to your aching clit. You felt your mouth drop open as more gasps and moans flooded out. Your brain went blank, you saw stars, he kept going.

Your fists clenched and your toes curled, you locked your teeth, still half-screaming as he shook his wand into you, every spasm driving the edge into you harder. You could feel your juices dripping down the varnished wood, your legs getting slick as you came a river.

His watch bleeped. Ten minutes.

The vibe pulled away, though you were still moaning, still leaking from your cunt as he helped you off the horse

A few minutes later, you were wrapped in a blanket with a tub of ice cream, snuggled up to your husband while you watched an old movie. He'd offered to get you an ice pack too, but the ache was kind of comforting, in a way

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Another one that was completed last night and I just conked the fuck out before publishing 😅

Hopefully you folks enjoy!

[johnschneiderblog]

Rocks of ages

At first glance, you would never know that our 12 acres - woods, mainly - was once part of a farm.

The crops are long gone, but the evidence of agriculture is here - in a couple of pieces of vintage implements abandoned in our woods and in the large rock piles scattered around the property.

I know the why of it; even a city boy can deduce that rocks and farming don't mix; they're hauled from tillable land and dumped in spots too low to plow.

But I wonder about the who, when and how.

Research tells me that until around 1920, draft animals - horses and mules - were the main source of power on farms. So it's possible that at least some of these rocks arrived at their final resting place on horse-drawn wagons.

One thing is certain: They'll outlast all of us.

[adtothebone]

Just a half million simoleons or so and this sweet Versatile 610 DeltaTrack tractor could be yours!

Seen at the North Dakota State Fair.

[massgrav]

New friend needs a name...

Ideas?

[carsonjonesfiance]

“This thing is legally dubious and therefore technically unenforceable.” Is not a “useless liberal gotcha” it’s how legalism works in this country. Tying up stupidly worded EOs in court is the quickest way to keep them from being implemented. It is the definition of “doing something.” But it doesn’t usually involve much tweeting so of course a certain type of leftist feels obligated to mock it.

[walkingtractorscompany]

Hand Tractors in Guyana

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[gurutrends]

MTN implements 50% tariff hike, raises data prices

MTN implements 50% tariff hike, raises data prices Nigeria’s largest telecom operator, MTN, has commenced the gradual implementation of a 50 per cent tariff increase approved by the Nigerian Communications Commission, NCC, in January. The adjustment, which is evident in the updated prices of data plans, leaves call and SMS rates unaffected for the time being. A senior executive from MTN, who…

[cagemasterfantasy]

DND Magic Items: Talisman of the Sphere

Type: Wondrous Item

Rarity: Legendary

Type of Item: Implements and Arcana

Attunement: Yes

While holding or wearing this talisman you have Advantage on any (Arcana) check you make to control a Sphere of Annihilation. In addition, when you start your turn in control of a Sphere of Annihilation you can take a Magic action to move it 10 feet plus a number of additional feet equal to 10 times your Intelligence modifier. This movement doesn't have to be in a straight line.

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

"top shortage" "bottom shortage" babe im EXHAUSTED

[jessamakesart]

And then a figure emerges, shrouded in feathered darkness, the world trailing behind it...

I got "The Princess and the Dragon" path recently and I have been very normal about it.

[crystallized-cheese]

so like imagine Undertale characters but they're all crafts supplies Part Triple (Sans and Papyrus) (Undyne and Alphys) (Frisk and Flowey) (Napstablook and Mettaton)

[foldingfittedsheets]

I think something a lot of other people can relate to is the way that you get so conditioned to discomfort that you stop registering it.

I remember sitting at the table with my family, eating dinner as a child. I’d try to eat, because of course I was hungry. But sometimes the flavor or texture was so repugnant that it moved into a category of Not Food.

“Two more bites before you can leave the table.”

“I can’t,” I’d say, trying to explain the impossibility.

But because I was a child they heard, “I won’t,” and made me sit at the table. I’d sit in dull agonized silence, bored and hungry for hours until bedtime when they’d give up. I’d hate myself for not eating and my parents for forcing me to sit there. The few forcefeeding moments ended in vomit.

They’d say, “If you don’t eat this you can’t eat a snack later,” and I moved past trying to communicate my discomfort into accepting that I’d just be hungry.

That state of affairs didn’t last, because my parents realized nothing could force me to eat so they catered to my palate, worrying they’d starve me. But the message stuck. If you can’t do anything about a situation, just accept the suffering.

A few years later my mother called me off the playground to ask, “Are you limping?”

I shrugged. My feet had hurt for a long time, but that was just the way things were now. My mom pulled my socks and shoes off and gasped. The soles of my feet were covered in huge painful planters warts.

“Why didn’t you say anything?!” She demanded but I could only shrug at her. I’d learned a long time ago that saying things about my discomfort didn’t matter, so now I had no words. Sometimes things hurt and sometimes they don’t. I simply accepted and did my best.

Now as an adult trying to learn to improve my own conditions can be hard. If I make food that I can’t eat I’ll force myself to sit at the counter still, full of guilt and self loathing, trying to will myself to eat it.

At first I needed my betrothed to gently take it away to present me with something I could eat. Now on my own I can usually admit that it’s not happening before too long and get something else, but I still feel guilty.

Laying in bed at night waiting for my betrothed to finish getting ready I let out a huge sigh of relief when they turned the lights off.

“Why didn’t you turn them off if they bothered you?” they asked the first time it happened.

“I didn’t even know it was bothering me until it was gone.”

Assessing my physical state now to see if I can improve it is something I’m still relearning but I’m relieved to finally have the space and support to do it.

[carameatea]

Transmigrating sure is quite a hassle 💦

[jojo-schmo]

How to turn off AI Training of your content on Web and Mobile:

On a Web Browser:

I had some trouble finding this option. My first instinct was to click the settings button on the left, but that's where it is!

First, you'll click the name of your blog on the left sidebar to bring it up on your browser.

Then click "Blog settings" on the right sidebar once your blog is brought up. That's where they're hiding it.

Click "Prevent Third-Party Sharing" under the Visibility section, and bam! You're done.

On Mobile:

Thankfully it's much easier on mobile. Just click the Gear icon on your blog's page, to go to settings.

Scroll all the way down until you see Visibility, then toggle the Prevent third-party sharing option for your blog!!

If you disable this setting on mobile, it automatically synced it to my web browser settings, too. ...But if you use both Web and Mobile, I would still highly recommend double checking that it actually turned off on both!!

Check that it's turned off on your side blogs too! And check your settings every now and then anyway to ensure that it's staying turned off, because if my memory serves right, some other websites will pull some shenanigans on things like this and opt you back in without telling you!

Leave Feedback on New Features at Tumblr Support Here!! Let Staff know however we can that having our content fed to AI at their whim is unacceptable.

And if you have the option to poison your art with Nightshade or Glaze, keep it up!!

[kumpulanjurnalmakalah-blog]

[solved] Warning: count(): Parameter must be an array or an object that implements Countable in (\\:directory) on line 436

[solved] Warning: count(): Parameter must be an array or an object that implements Countable in (\:directory) on line 436

This warning message usually appears in WordPress when an old PHP version is being used, or the website is using a theme or plugin that has not been updated recently. The warning message indicates that there is a problem with the code on line 436 of a particular file in the WordPress installation. The underlying issue is related to the “countable” feature in PHP. Countable is a function in PHP…