Chapter 23
Penelope
When she finally emerged from the stall, Penelope could feel that her cheeks were pink.
Reese smiled at her sympathetically. “My Daddy does spanks too; is your butt okay?”
Penny nodded, her embarrassment fading as she realized that Reese was the last person who was going to judge her. “I’m just a bit… you know.”
“I do,” said Reese. “Come and see the bunnies; they’ll make everything better.”
She even went so far as to find a padded chair for Penelope to sit on, which she did… tenderly.
The bunnies were the perfect distraction from the feeling of fullness that overwhelmed her. They were bouncy and friendly and came snuffling up to look for food.
“I’ve got carrots,” said Reese, and that was how Penelope found herself feeding bunnies carrots, while her Domme stood behind them and watched—all while holding the very conspicuous tail.
“We had another sub who liked to dress as a cow come visit,” said Reese. “Mina, I think her name was?”
“She’s one of my best friends,” said Penelope, and out of the corner of her eye she noticed Rachel step closer to listen. “We’ve all been friends online for a couple of years, and she came and had the full hucow experience.”
“Didn’t you want the full hucow experience?” asked Reese, curiously.
“Not really.” Penny paused for a moment.
She’d thought about it a lot before she’d asked Rachel if she’d like to come to Rawhide with her, and Mina’s experience—whilst phenomenal—wasn’t really what she’d wanted.
“She took part in a ‘cattle auction,’ and she loved it, but that would be my idea of hell. Not knowing who was touching me at any given moment…” She shuddered, and Reese looked sympathetic.
“And she also wanted the experience of sleeping in a stall. I’m far too fond of a proper mattress to try that. ”
“What about lactation?” asked Reese. “I know that was something that Mina was so happy about.”
“I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t curious,” said Penelope, honestly. “Being milked… or suction on my nipples… both of those are great things. But the practicalities of it with my day job would be more complicated than I’d like to deal with.”
“It sounds like you know exactly what you want.” Reese was smiling. “I’m so glad that you’re getting to explore it here at Rawhide.”
“So am I,” said Rachel. “It’s been fun exploring it together.”
A bunny whiffled at Penny’s fingers and she scritched it behind the ears. “It has.” She and Rachel looked at each other then, and for a moment it was like they forgot where they were altogether. The world narrowed down until it was just Penelope and Rachel.
But then there was a squawk and another “Kiss the girl!” from Reese’s parrot, which broke the spell pretty quickly.
“What’re your plans for the rest of the day?” asked Reese.
“I’m not sure,” said Penny, looking at Rachel.
“Well, as the weather’s lovely, there’s a pool party this afternoon,” Reese offered. “There’ll be lots of people there—and lots of Littles, which usually results in pranks—but it should be good fun. I think the kitchen staff are setting up a barbecue and there’ll be lots of floaties.”
Rachel grinned. “I’m neither jetlagged nor suffering from top drop, so I think I’d be up for this. At least for a little bit.”
“Excellent!” said Reese. “It’ll be so much fun.”
She took them round the rest of the petting zoo, and though the cows were indeed lovely, Penelope secretly loved the bunnies the most. Because who didn’t love bunnies?
But when the time came to leave, so they had enough time to change for the pool party, Rachel wasn’t letting Penny head back to the Ranch without her tail back in place. So it was back to the stall, and back on all fours with her skirt flipped up over her arse.
From her position on the ground, Penelope could see hay in a stack in the corner, and the grooves in the wood of the gate where hooves had hit them at some point or another—she wouldn’t have been surprised if the stall they were in had held goats at some point, considering how many dents there were.
And when she closed her eyes and concentrated, she could really feel everything floating away.
The quiet headspace that came with submission, that had been what she got out of kink. Subspace and floating and not having to make decisions or be in charge anymore.
And if there was anyone she trusted to be in charge, it was Rachel.
Rachel must have sensed her change in mood because she didn’t tease her this time, but instead sat on the floor next to her and started to slowly stroke Penelope’s hair.
“I didn’t bring your hairbrush so I can’t properly brush you down here,” she said, “but I look forward to doing so. I think we’d both like it. ”
Penny mooed gently in agreement.
“You’ve done amazing this morning, with your tail-plug, plug-tail, whatever it is; and being my perfect little hucow. But play like this is really intense, so I’m checking in. Are you good?”
Penelope went to moo again but realized that wouldn’t really answer Rachel’s question.
“Yeah, I’m good,” she said quietly. “I’m feeling really content.” She looked around the stall and then back at Rachel. “Yes, I might be on all fours in a random stall, but I’m with you.”