I was tasked with taking the outfitted ponyboys to the arena for their training. I attached the leads to their collars and walked in front, as I’d been instructed, and they followed obediently behind me. When we entered the arena, I handed Ben and Hunter off to Michael and Hiro, who took them outside for the morning’s training since the weather was nice again.
I was surprised to see Lorraine waiting for Luke instead of Kamal. Luke appeared unsure as well. He stopped dead and stared.
“Good morning, Luke. I assume no one told you I’d be taking Kamal’s shift today? He had to work all weekend.” She gave us an amused smile. Because of course, Kamal had been working Luke’s ass all weekend.
I was trying to lead Luke forward, but he wasn’t moving. He stared at Lorraine with dismay and what looked like…fear? But Lorraine was the easy trainer, wasn’t she? The one Noah preferred because she had a gentle hand?
Drool dripped down his chin from the gag as he stared at Lorraine, his forehead creased and eyes wide. Lorraine held out her hand for the lead. I glanced at Luke but obediently handed him off to the beautiful woman.
“Luke.” Lorraine spoke softly as though Luke were a skittish animal. “I know I’m not Kamal, but I can work with you if you let me.”
Luke looked at me, then back at Lorraine, unconvinced.
“If you really don’t want to give me a chance, I won’t force you. I’ll let Jensen take you back to the grooming barn. But Kamal is off today and tomorrow, so you wouldn’t have any kind of distraction.” She motioned over to a table she had set up by the wall of the arena. “I’ve read over your paperwork. I know what your limits are, and I won’t try to push them today.” She regarded him thoughtfully. “And Jensen can stay.”
I waited patiently while Luke thought this over. He shuffled nervously on his feet.
“Remove the gag, please, Jensen. I would like Luke’s explicit consent before I proceed.”
I moved behind Luke and undid the buckles on the gag, removing the ball from his wet mouth. He licked his lips and coughed, then looked at Lorraine.
“Jensen can stay?”
“Yes.”
“And you won’t push my limits?”
“No. Although I would like to try something a bit different today. But I’ll ask for your consent. In fact, we’ll leave the gag out for this session. Okay?”
Luke considered this. “I’ve never had a woman dominate me before,” he said.
Lorraine raised her eyebrows. “Do you have a problem with my gender?”
Luke’s forehead creased. He looked at me, then back at Lorraine. “I don’t think so?”
She laughed, a genuine sound of delight. “Well, there’s only one way to find out, right?”
Luke smiled. “I guess so.”
She shook her head. “Not good enough. ‘Yes, Lorraine,’ or ‘No, Lorraine.’”
Luke blinked. “Yes, Lorraine.” He dropped his head and stepped forward, bumping my shoulder deliberately as he passed.
I couldn’t blame him for agreeing to this. Lorraine was not only sweet but beautiful as well. I might be gay, but I wasn’t blind. I could appreciate a woman’s attractiveness even if I wasn’t turned on, exactly. Although the way her tits looked in the V-neck, black T-shirt did something to me. I mean, who didn’t like boobs?
Lorraine spoke into her two-way radio to let Liv know I’d be busy with her and Luke this morning.
“Good boy. Adam will be pleased,” Lorraine said. “And I’m thrilled you’ll give me a chance to prove myself. Come on, I want to show you something.”
She led Luke over to the narrow table on which sat a canvas bag. “I want to try something different with you, something Kamal has never done.” She took something out of the bag and held the object up.
My eyes went wide and I looked at Luke. He stared, confused, at the leather hood. The object looked like a puppy head, with snout and ears so stylistic they would give the impression of a dog without actually trying to turn the person into one. The well-designed hood looked to be of neoprene, mostly black, with a royal blue muzzle and blue accents above the eyes and on the perked ears.
“Now, I realize this is a pony-play ranch, but your form says you don’t have a problem with other forms of role play,” Lorraine spoke smoothly in a pleasant tone. “I thought we might have fun with a bit of puppy play this morning.” She turned to me while Luke processed this information. “There are usually lots of dogs on a ranch, right Jensen?”
I smiled. “Yep. True enough.” I glanced at Luke, praying he would agree to this because I was dying to see him with the pup hood on.
Lorraine reached into her bag. “There’s also this,” she said, pulling out a thick black butt plug with a long rubber doggy tail waving back and forth as if excited to meet us.
