Rough Rider

I woke up with a rough cough. My mouth felt horribly dry as I got off my bed. It felt like there was gravel in my mouth as I got to my feet.

I hurried down stairs and into the office. I realized quickly that like Braeburn had said, no running water, no kitchen, nothing. I needed to get some water first off.

I stepped out of my new house and wandered around the main street as a loud bustle and rushing water caught my attention. I walked through an alley and into a large common area. Everything from anvils to showers littered the grounds. This place was amazing, a true common area.

I wandered over and set my bag down, rummaging through and finding an old bottle of whiskey. I found a stall in between two stallions, shutting them up and making the commons grow quiet. I undressed and set my things outside the shower while I started the water. It was already nice and hot, getting rid of the horrible texture in my mouth and giving me a source of water to fill my bottle.

I drank my fill of the hot water and started wiping down my body. "Well, look at you." one of the stallions leaned over the divider. "All settled in just like that. Showering like a big girl and everything. Damn...giving me a stiffy with that ass a yers."

"Charmin'." I adjusted the water and continued to clean myself as he watched. "Keep staring like that and I'll break ya like a mustang." I rubbed down my tender area's as the stallion continued to stare. Growing fed up with his gawking I grabbed the back of his neck and forced his against the divider. I reached under the divider and felt around till I graced his member.

"What the fuc--" I squeezed his package, making him wince loudly as I sized him up. "The fuck you doin'!?"

I ran my hand down his length, taking the same hand and forcing it in his mouth. "God done and given you the saddest handicap. Now stare all you want, I don't feel bad given a tiny stud a free show."

The other stallion started laughing loudly as the first nursed his bruised ego. He charged out of his stall and over to mine. "You wanna start shit lady!? Bend the fuck over!"

I ignored him. "Naw, sorry but I don't deal with pricks smaller than mine." I kicked backwards, shoving him out of the stall. I heard some loud obscenities as a heavy weight pressed against my back. I leaned back, slamming my weight against the stallion, directing my elbow into his groin as I fell. "Sonnofabitch!" I rolled unto all fours and jumped upright as the stallion wailed over his busted pride.

"Whoa damn!" the other stallion leaned over the divider and started laughing. "Damn idiot, messin' with the new sheriff. I mean, the hell you think would happen?" he looked to me, staring at my breasts before looking me in the eyes. "Ma'am...ladies." he nodded to me and my breasts. We both watched as the first stallion crawled his way out of my stall and off into the middle of the commons.

I reached over to his stall and turned off the water. "Damn miss...if ya don't mind me sayin' ya do have quiet the flank."

I whirled around, and copied my movements on the second stallion. I grabbed his underside and found him a bit more gifted than his measly friend. "Hmm...better than what I've seen so far. Jump stalls."

He let out a long snort as he turned off his water and hopped into my stall. "Well...even better up close."

I leaned back. "Like what ya see? Well then, mount up." I turned to the front of the stall and bent over. "Get me there and I might not leave ya broken."

I felt a decent weight pivot on my rear. "Ain't a mare that'll last with me."

I helped guide him towards me as his legs hooked around my hips. "Ya say that stud...ya say that." I felt a small warmth as his flat head did it's best to poke inside me. It gave me a soft tingle as his meat slid inside of me, the usual hunger only partially satisfied from his size.

The stallion was already acting winded, even before he got all the way in. "Hold it...hold it-- fuck- damn, fuck!" he squeezed my hips with his forelegs as he pressed inside me, filling me and letting my muscles manhandle him. "How the- f-f-fuck you doin' that?" his breath was shaky as he tried to pull back, shuddering and convulsing as he quickly lost his fight for composure.

The prideful stallion squeezed my hips hard and gave a quick succession of lackluster humps before twitching inside of me. The soft tingle was once again, disappointing. It's always either horribly disappointing, or completely amazing, and I'll be damned when it happens on the first stud of the day.

The stallions thrusts grew weak as he started to fall against my back. I shifted forward, letting him slid out of me and pushed him back and onto his hooves. He quickly lost his footing as his back legs buckled. "Damn- damn damn damn...damn." he sat back and leaned his head against the stall door. I cleaned my body of his sticky seed and turned the water off. "I aint...been fucked like that...in months."

I got dressed in a new outfit and found my hat. "Yep, enjoy it...and get some fuckin' stamina before ya come back around. Last a little longer than a minute and I'll bother learnin' your name."

I slung my back over my shoulder and grabbed my bottle. I shook my legs out and tried to get rid of the hollow feeling that had been growing since I woke up. Freshly showered and watered I headed for Braeburn's. Food could wait until I found out what Braeburn wanted me to do.

I found the building he talked about and stepped inside. Breaburn was already getting ready for the day and walked over to me. "What's your name again?"

"Carolin." I didn't take offense, guy seemed stressed as hell so I couldn't hold it against him.

"Carolin...come on, we'll talk n' eat."

I followed him as he walked out and towards the widest building in town. "Now your speakin' my language."

He pushed the doors open to the crowded building and pointed out a seat. "I'll get something...just settle in and hold tight."

I flopped back into a chair and waited. A familiar orange stallion waddled over. "Ma'am...can I uh...talk to ya?" I pointed at the seat opposite to me. He took a seat and shifted about uncomfortably. "I uh...gonna...ask...you uh...seein someone?"

I shook my head hard. "Sorry loverboy, ain't about to get tied down, especially to a weak stud like you. No offense, but I need a little more."

He dropped his head and stared at the table. "Ma'am...I ain't askin much...I just feel...can I have like a hug or somethin'? I feel...bad."

"Empty. And no, now get." I tipped his chair over with my boot and hooked another chair and dragged it over for Braeburn. "What's for breakfast?"

Braeburn set down a pair of bowls, both full of hearty looking beans. "Same as always...." he looked at the stallion crumbled on the floor. "Who's that?"

I filled my mouth with beans and shrugged. "Some colt that couldn't handle his own piece." I eat happily as the stallion curled up on the floor. "Dang...I think I broke em."

Braeburn ignored the stallion as a group helped him up and out of the building. "So first things first...I ordered a badge and everything, so until then you're technically a vigilante. But ya don't need to worry bout that, just walk the town, gun out. We need ta show the folk we got law out here, even if it's a hard law."

A group of two stallions and a lanky man burst into the room. "There she is! The fuckin' bitch!"

I just shook my head weakly and stared into my bowl. "Beans are good...." the group was on me in seconds, breathing down my neck as they encircled me. "Braeburn...ya gonna eat that?"

Braeburn looked at the group behind me and slowly slid his bowl over to me. I took it by the side and swung it into the first stallions head, sending him backwards and onto the floor. I kicked my leg out and stood up, sending my chair into the human's leg and kicking the second stallion in the chest.

I shoulder checked the man, tripping him over the chair and to the floor. I grabbed my gun out of my bag and held the small stallion at gunpoint as he staggered to his hooves. "What the hell lady!?"

"Tough guy act won't make yer dick bigger, just tells everyone just how small you really are." I poked him with the barrel of my gun. "Ey' Brae, how long you think he's worth holdin' up?"

Braeburn walked over to the stallion. His friends scattered out of the building, leaving him high and dry. "Assault on a lawmare, disturbing the peace, inciting unrest, and challenging government authority. I'd send him ta Canterlot, but it's up to you."

I smiled evilly behind my gun. I lowered my gun to his groin. "Hey...Braeburn, go find me a dress or something."

Braeburn started laughing heartily as he walked out. He returned a few minutes later with a frilly dress. "Had to borrow it from Pear Seed, but this is gonna be good." he tossed it over to me, letting me toss it to the stallion.

"Well partner, you're already half a lady, now play the part." I threatened him with my gun as he scrambled to pull the dress on. The frilly lace backside completely exposing him. "Looky looky, such a lovely lady. Go wal- prance, the main road."

"You're a damn loon!" the stallion backed out as I forced him out of the saloon. I marched him up and down the main road, letting the locals heckle him the whole way.

"Woooo, looks like some fresh meat in town!"

"Look girls, he looks good in a dress don'tcha think?"

"Damn Brass, you wanna get a drink later?!"

I force him along one last lap and sent a shot into the air. He scrambled away and ran off. "Run Forrest, run! Run an' tell your friends! Laws back in town with a vengeance and a steel boot!"

Braeburn joined me in the middle of the road. "Well...that's a heck of a thing. I tell ya to get acquainted, and ya sort out old Brass."

I spit into the dust. "Fucker had a small dick anyways, ain't a damn thing worth cryin' bout." I put the safety on and slung my rifle over my shoulder. "Anything else ya want me ta do?"

Braeburn started laughing hard. "Just watch the road...he comes back, make sure he's ready ta fly straight. He steps out of line again, deal with em."

I looked on at the dusty plains. "Yep yep...gonna be a good day today." I wandered over to a shop porch and joined a few ponies under the shade.

The day went by slowly as the town showed its calmer side. The rest of the day went by without a hitch, I even managed to get a quick well done portrait and a stallion for the night.

I rode the stallion for a few minutes, managing to stoke the fire a little more before he gave out, and once he was gone, I just kicked him back into the street and went to bed.