I had only just ventured into the gay sauna world when I met a guy in a steam room who asked if I was attending the annual horse fair the following week. I admitted that I had never heard of such a thing and he educated me on what it involved.
Having had my curiosity sparked by the horse fair, I decided to participate. A week later I arrived at the sauna and was shocked to see a queue at the reception. Because I am discrete about my bi-side I like to get through reception ASAP in case a passerby notices me. I confess that the thought of the event was making me so nervous that when combined with the wait, I started to shake uncontrollably. Eventually, the queue dissipated and I got to the front.
'Mare or stallion?' asked the receptionist.
'Mare', I replied shyly.
'Here's your ticket. Come inside and head to the bar where we will start instruction in about five minutes.'
I rushed up the stairs towards the bar and was shocked by how few 'mares' were present, just five others. An older looking guy put his arm around me and asked if I was a newbie. Having confirmed that I was, he introduced himself as Eric and said he would be my stable lad for the night and would look after me.
The Stable Master entered and we all followed him into the changing room where we got undressed. A couple of guys were wearing pink cock cages, one put on some crotchless tights and the rest of us just stripped off. We returned to the bar with a mixture of anticipation and fear.
'The rules are simple,' explained the Stable Master. 'We offer you a red blindfold if you want bareback, white if you are into safe. We tie your hands with cable tie and lead you into the ring where we stand you at a stable. Your stable lads will choose where you are tethered, depending on your experience.'
The Stable Master looked straight at me as he continued. 'When the stallions come in, they will be introduced to you and when they want you, you must follow them and breed with them. Any refusal and you will be removed from the process and your money refunded.'
The rules were very clear and all six of us sat quiet and listened with intensity.
'Hoods mustn't be removed and again, anyone caught doing so will be required to leave. If at any time you need a break, just shout for your stable lad who will bring you lube, condoms, water or lead you away from a piss or quiet time. But don't rest up for long!'
One mare asked how many stallions would be attending.
'We have advanced sales of 32 so that's just over five per mare. There might be more on the door. So expect to be fucked...a lot!'
There was an odd question here and there but most of us now knew what was expected. We were asked one last time if we wanted to withdraw from the fair but all of stood our ground although by now I was as nervous as I have ever been.
The stable lads approached each of us. Eric was great and very reassuring. He said that he would be extra attentive to me but because I had the best body amongst the mares and '...an arse like a peach', I should expect much attention.
'Bareback or condom?' enquired Eric.
'Condom', I replied. 'Will that mean I get less attention?', I asked.
'Not necessarily. I won't position you at the sling stable just yet because that is the hotspot. Take it easy at first and see how you feel. But if you get confident or there are no takers, I will lift you into the sling and trust me, you will get fucked in that.'
Eric placed the cotton hood over my head. It stopped short just before my nostrils. A lanyard attached to a tube of lube was also strung around my neck. Then came the restraints, a cable tie. 'If you want,' said Eric, 'I can sever the restraints once the initial owners ring inspection has taken place.' Eric zipped the tie quiet tightly.
