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Yindy tries her best to keep her rear-end away from him but somehow he manages to make his way behind her. His teeth are sharp against her withers; nothing like Rade’s gentle caresses the one and only time she had been bred. She turns, her teeth biting at his legs as he grips at her sides while she walks in circles. The sand pulling at her legs along with his added weight was nearly too much but somehow she managed to stay standing. Ears still laced back in her creamy mane, Yindy is finally forced to just stand but she makes sure he knows she has not been forced to submit. Her teeth still seek the flesh upon his legs, her head swinging around to the other side to bite at his other leg as well.


His sound of satisfaction that rumbled through his chest, vibrating against her back was sickening to her ears. Yindy tossed her nose in a ugly manner, her legs carrying her forward despite him staying so close to her rear-end. Everything in her was sore and the muscles in her hind legs screamed from the strain they had been placed under. Weight rocking forward, she didn’t bother kicking out as she knew it would be useless but the point was made.


“Your death” she said, her voice a satin that seeped with poison. Pivoting to face him just as she had done before, Yindy gave a half rear to lash out at the stallion. But the mare knew her strength would not last long now. She needed to get away from him; she needed to return to Pyrate. Surely the stallion would not follow her out of his territory would he? With one last squeal of anger she lunges away from him into a hard run, leaving only dust in her wake.