The man came running and gave a little bow as he arrived in front of her. He was instructed to see that Lorena's victim, who still sat in his own urine, cleaned every trace of the offending substance away, before being permitted to exit the building. Pascoe was a strong looking Spanish, indian mix and Lorena felt sure that he would see that the work was done completely. She turned and left them to the job. Once back in the centre of the yard she spoke to her Aunt.

"I will have an audience to carry the message and I am sure that it will reach every villager here." She handed the whip and the wooden phallus to the older woman. "Would you hold these for me while I prepare myself please?"

The two items were accepted without comment and Lorena started to remove her cloths. Her tank top, her blouse, skirt, boots, and finally underwear. Each item of clothing was laid out on the ground in a neat arrangement ready for easy retrieval later. Her panties were still damp from her earlier orgasms on horseback. She had never been naked in public before and the sensation filled Lorena with a slight sense of guilt that she should be exposing her body to all, but at the same time it was exhilarating and she felt free. She knew she would go naked again and often even if only at night.

With everything arranged as she wanted it, she turned back to her Aunt and accepted the whip and phallus back. She had been thinking hard about how she should go ahead with this ceremony and had not found any plan that satisfied her. She would take it as it came. She hung the whip over her right shoulder, with the handle between her breasts. She had only collected it so she would have some form of protection in the event that she was attacked. It gave her some sort of mental boost to know it was to hand. Then she stood in the middle of the yard with her legs about fifty centimetres apart, facing the door to the home she had had built. Ten minutes later her assailant and his guard came on to the porch.

Lorena knew that this was her moment. Holding the phallus in both hands she raised it above her head and showed it to all who could see. By now there were several people who had come out of the buildings to watch. A silent prayer passed Lorena's lips. She adjusted her hold on the phallus so that both hands were on the handle. She lowered it and bending forward, placed the head of the wooden monster between her legs. Her pussy was wet and her juice dripped to the ground in anticipation. Slowly she raised the head of the implement so that it touched her vaginal opening. She turned the shaft round so that the whole head shape would receive a coating of her love juice. Angling her hands and the stick so it pointed up to her womb, she suddenly thrust up, impaling her body on the end of the phallus. It split her flesh and a stab of pain entered her stomach. It hurt but was bearable. She would not faint.

The head of the phallus was hidden by her body but the rest of the stick was still exposed. Something sticky ran on to her fingers as she thrust upwards again. This time a length of the shaft slid into her body. There was no additional pain, for which she was grateful. Lorena felt as though she had accepted at least thirty centimetres but when she looked she could still see more than half of the tool protruding from her body. One final thrust maybe. Her pussy lips felt dry and she could see blood. Her mouth was dry and she was feeling a little disorientated. She clenched her muscles and pulled up on the handle of the piece of wood.

It slid in slowly, but it slid in. At last she felt something get moved inside her stomach. There was a new pain that stabbed her lower abdomen. Had the rod gone in as deep as it could? She tried again. There was the same pain again, it was not bad in fact she could grow to like it. She decided that the phallus was in as far is it would go. It was a solid unbending shaft. It yielded to nothing, perhaps flesh was easier. Lorena let go of the phallus and stood up strait, leaving it still inside her body. She felt the pressure ease in the depths of her vagina and realised that it would probably go in further now as her body was straight like the phallus. She did not try. She looked at her hands. There was blood on her fingers.

The job was done. It felt strange to have such a large item inside her body where nothing had ever been before. It was tight and stretched the walls of her vagina. Too tight to slip out she decided. She looked around her, maybe fifteen people were standing round watching. Some smiled some seemed serious. Her Aunt was smiling, the man she had tied up looked as though he had been robbed of all his money. Lorena realised that he had really wanted her and now knew he would not have her. An idea came into her head of how she could rub it in.

She walked over to the man remembering that his name was Ferdinand. The shaft of the tool rubbed between her legs as she walked. Bending over in front of him she grasped the phallus and in one swift motion, pulled it out and held it above her head. It felt like fire in her body as it tugged on her skin but she stood straight defying the pain. She looked at the bloody thing. The stain covered a little under half the length. She was proud to have accommodated that much and smiled. Then she made her proclamation.

"I declare that I shall take no man until I deem the time is right. Until that time, this is my master." Putting her hands down she spoke to her would be suitor.

"Well Ferdinand, your message is to report to the village what you have seen here today. You may go now." He was crest fallen. He bowed slightly to her and clutching his wet trousers he shuffled away. He looked back several times before he passed through the gate as though he was getting a last look at something he would never see again. He was not a poor man and had some influence in the village but she did not want him. The right man would come along one day and Lorena felt she had all the time in the world. Lorena turned to her Aunt. The small groups of people, her staff, slowly turned and went back to their work. The show was over. The pain was gone and Lorena knew it would not return again. She was free to do as she pleased now, within the bounds of her morality and that was very satisfying.

"Was that what you had expected?" Lorena asked her Aunt. "I hope I didn't make too much of a show." She bent to collect her cloths, not noticing the blood that was getting smeared on the garments.

"I think you did very well. Dramatic but brief. I cried out when I did it, but I did not have an audience that I was aware of. It was only later that I found out that I had been seen when I heard two people discussing me, and my actions. I am very proud of you. Tomorrow you will try Via for size, and if he is not too big we will get you saddled up, other wise you will have to stretch yourself some more. You had better go and clean yourself up now. Warm water with a little common plantain, no soap. Colletta has the plantain she will know what to do."

The old lady turned away and walked off while Lorena went to her room calling for Colletta as she went. The bath was duly filled and Lorena slipped into its warm waters, comforted by the herbal additives. As she lay back letting her long hair float around her she mused over the experiences that she would have the next day. Would she at last achieve her ambition? This was upper most in her mind. More than ten long years she had had to wait. Would she be able to ride side by side with Neltitaca for the first time?

She soaked in the water until it was cold, feeling with her fingers, the wounds that she had induced. They were tender. Then she called for a hot jug of fresh water to rinse herself, before drying and dressing for the mid day meal. The afternoon was hers, to do with as she pleased, and the night saw her go early to bed. The following morning was bright and Lorena sprang from her bed as though she had fire in her loins.

Today was the day and she did not want to waste any of it. She had a light snack and went to the stables without dressing. In the stables she saddled up both her own and Neltitaca's horses with the appropriate trappings. She suspended the riding sling from Nel's horse but left her own sling of for the time being.

Then she found the syringes and measured the correct dose of papaverine for Nel's horse and measured a dose of phenoxy benzamine for Via. The phenoxy benzamine was a drug that, though it produced the same effects, of swelling and stiffening the male member, it would only last about half the time that a similar dose of papaverine would last. Both worked by reducing the tension in the muscles around the veins, into which they were injected. This allowed additional blood to flow into the veins and so induce an artificial erection.

Lorena was not aware of the mechanics of what she was doing but she was very aware of the effects that she hoped to be experiencing in just a few short moments. Her Aunt had informed her of all the dosages that could be used and the length of time each dose would last. For her self she would administer the smallest dose of the weaker drug. The effect should last about two hours. That she felt would be quite enough for her first ride.

However before that she had to try the horse without the drug. She did not want to inject the expensive chemicals and then find that she was still too small to take the beast. Placing the prepared syringes in a safe place, where she could collect them later she went back to the horses and pulled Via from his stall. He followed her willingly and seemed to be quite aware that something was about to change for him. It would be his first time too.

The stables were all in one large building that had stalls up both sides and a large space in the middle, all under one roof. The floor was of packed earth with straw scattered randomly. It was softer than having a prepared floor but was also dusty and uneven. Lorena stopped in the middle of the building and looked her horse over. There were no faults or problems to be seen with feet or coat and his eyes looked bright and shiny. He was in good health.

Normally it would have been Rodrigues who checked the animal at the beginning of the day but this morning it was still to early even for him. It would not be long before he turned up but Lorena could not wait. She left the horse standing in the middle of the stables and fetched a small bench and placed it next to her lover to be. She would need something to lie on for this experiment. Via stood still only swinging his head to watch her every move. Then Lorena collected the grooming brushes and started to groom her stallion with long slow sweeps from neck to buttocks.

Starting at the top of his body she gradually worked her way over his coat until she reached his stomach. When she had finished she was very glad to see his large penis protruding from between his hind legs. It was not totally hard but it did have some stiffness. Only a little more stimulation would be required to bring him to full throttle. Kneeling down on the ground next to the animal she took hold of the extended member and stroked it gently. The texture was firm but the skin was soft like velvet.

As she fondled the penis she realised it was not just longer than the phallus she had used the previous day but it was considerably thicker as well. Maybe six centimetres at the head. That was half as much again, the size of yesterdays experience. Would it fit? She decided that it would have to fit no matter how much it hurt.

She continued to caress the huge shaft and had the satisfaction of seeing it harden further. It became unbendable and slowly rose to aim its eye forward between the forelegs of the animal. Via stood perfectly still as Lorena administered the massage. The penis started to pulse. Lorena had been able to feel the blood coursing through the blood vessels but now the force was enough to jerk the member out of her hand if she did not hold on tightly. She rubbed the soft texture of the skin against her cheek and kissed the head. It felt spongy. She squeezed it softly between her fingers and then inserted the head between her teeth. She tasted the slightly salty flavour as she tried to prise her tongue into the slit at the end. It would not go in but it was lovely to feel the opening sliding under the tip of her tongue. It seemed to suck as she withdrew, possibly like a baby on a mothers nipple.

She lingered there experimenting mouth to penis, captured by the spell of carnal lust and sexual adoration. Her mouth watered and she inserted as much of the head as she could. It would not go in and she realised that she would have to put it in her mouth while it was still quite a bit smaller if she was to do anything more than just suck on the end Eventually the realisation that time was passing slipped over her mind and she decided that she should get on with the job she had intended to do.

Getting up she walked round the horse to the bench which she had placed more or less in the correct position for her needs. The horse's penis slapped against his stomach as he waited impatiently for the next scene to unfold. Lorena lay down, on her back, on the bench and grasped the penis through between her legs. She was too far forward so she wiggled her way along the bench to get closer. Now she could bring the head of the penis into contact with her sopping pussy.

She had not noticed just how wet she had become and her tummy ached from fear of what was about to happen. She tingled all over from the fear and longing of her task. She tried to pull on the penis to force it into her body. But the horse was too far away and the solid member would not stretch enough to gain entry. Releasing her hold on the shaft with one hand she reached up and tried to push one of the horse's forelegs forward.

The horse responded and stepped forward. Then over what seemed an agonisingly long time Via moved each one of his hooves to compensate. First the other foreleg. As he did so he leaned onto the leg that Lorena had moved and the head of his penis pressed hard into her lower lips but still did not gain entry. Then one by one the other legs stepped up and suddenly Lorena was burst open as the head of the massive erection thrust violently into her. The shaft followed where the head went and Lorena cried out as she was filled to her abdomen with horse.

The horse stood over her and waited for a while, then some deep need took over and he started to thrust his hips. Thankfully the motion was small and Lorena was only rocked along the bench on which she lay. The penis did not enter her any deeper. She cried with each gentle thrust but soon the pain of the bench scraping on her skin was harder to take than the pain of penetration. She tried to move away but it was too difficult but in raising herself she did get relief from the bench.

It was an awkward position and put a lot of strain on her arms but she could manage for a while. The horse continued to thrust but the change in position was not so easy and the bend that was now instilled in his penis made Via uncomfortable. The penis started to loose its strength.

It took a few moments but eventually the shaft of meat dropped out of Lorena's body and hung limp between the horse's legs. The young lady slowly stood up and stretched her aching body. She did not feel sore internally but her back felt as though it had been used to role pastry. The sling would be easier, she turned to get it from the stall where she had left it.

That was when she saw Rodrigues standing in the stable door. He must have been there for some time, as he looked comfortable. Lorena was not troubled by this, as he had seen her naked on many occasions from being a child to the present day. He had also been the one to inject Neltitaca's horse when she rode each morning. That included directing the penis to the right spot on most occasions.

The mating of all the horses on the hacienda were his responsibility so he knew everything there was to know about horses and intercourse. He stepped towards her and a small smile crossed his face. There was no malice just concern. "If you had asked I would have shown you how to do that without hurting yourself. The idea was right but there are things you can do to soften the bed you make for yourself. Next time use straw and cover it with a blanket. I used to watch over your Mother. I often helped her with the initial joining. It is safer to have a friend to help and calm the horse if he gets too excited. Next time have someone to watch over you." As he crossed, he collected the sling and came face to face with her.

"I'll put this on for you, why don't you fetch the drugs. Neltitaca will be here any moment with your Aunt." He strode over to the horse and started to arrange the sling. Lorena returned to the place where she had left the syringes and collected them. Apart from the choice of rest she had chosen the test had gone off well. It was a tight fit but it felt so good and right. It would be a joy to ride today.

When she returned, Rodrigues had finished the sling and she gave the two syringes to him. Then she went to climb into her harness ready for her first ride. As she scrambled into the sling she hoped that her aunt and Neltitaca would arrive soon. She was settling down into a comfortable position when they appeared. Nel went immediately to assume her position under her horse and was soon ready. Rodrigues showed the two syringes to the old lady who nodded her consent to continue with the preparations. He walked over to Lorena's horse and strapped Lorena's legs high up on the horse's sides. Then he quickly injected the Benzamine directly into the penis.