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“What have I done? What monster have I unleashed?!”
Previously, such questions would have had Penelope backing off, and behaving again, but this time it only served to fuel her mischievousness. “What have you done, indeed.”
Rachel grinned then and pointed to a space on the floor beside the chair that Penelope currently sat on. “Cows don’t sit on chairs.”
Closing her eyes, Penny took a deep breath in and then slid from the chair to the floor. She didn’t open her eyes, but instead kept them tightly shut, focusing all her senses on becoming as still as possible.
Rachel’s fingers stroked through her hair, and she felt her whole body relax, letting go until she sat back on her heels and waited.
“You’re such a wonderful hucow for me, aren’t you, Strawberry Moo?”
Penny lowed then, her moo her yes, and Rachel crouched down and kissed her gently. “Good girl. Here you go.”
She opened her palm and in it lay the green grass that Mina had spoken so highly of. Penny reached out her hand to pick some up, but Rachel shook her head and pulled her arm back.
Oh. She wanted Penelope to eat it out of the palm of her hand.
Penny wasn’t sure how she felt about that, but she didn’t want to safeword, not yet. She leaned forward, shifting her weight until she was on all fours, and sniffed at it. It smelt like strawberries, just like Mina had said.
“It’s okay,” said Rachel, gently. “You don’t have to, I just thought that…”
As her sentence trailed off, unfinished, Penelope looked up at her. Dark brown eyes were searching her face, looking to see if she’d done okay, and that was the reassurance that Penelope had needed.
She bent her head and ate.
CHAPTER 12
Rachel
As she ate the grass, Penny made little noises that were a cross between a moo and moan.
“It’s good?”
“Mmhmm.” Her answering smile spoke louder than any words could have. She dropped her head back down and finished off the grass, her tongue darting out and licking up the taffy-like green. It felt hot against Rachel’s palm and she couldn’t help but think about what it would be like to have Penny’s tongue, all hot and wet, licking at her pussy.
When her sweet hucow was finally finished, she rocked back onto her heels and beamed up at Rachel.
“I’ve got some plans for today,” said Rachel, “and it starts with a trip to the shop. Are you okay with that?”
Penelope’s eyes widened. “On all fours?”
“No no, that’d be going from zero to one hundred. Maybe at some point in this week, but for now I’ll help you up and we can walk down there on two feet.”
The huff of relief that Penny emitted let Rachel know that she’d had the right idea, and she went to brush her hair before leaving the suite.
Rachel didn’t have many clothes that yelled farmer—she’d never been one for plaid, being a high femme kind of queer—but she knew the shop would have what she needed. So she’d donned jeans, a cute spaghetti-strap top and slip on shoes that would have to do until she could find some cowgirl boots.
The gift shop was on the ground floor, behind the check-in desk, and as the two of them wandered in, they were stunned by what they saw. The store was split into sections. At the back you found everything that you’d expect to see in the gift shop of a ranch: hats, boots, flannel, denim, and probably more rope than your standard western apparel shop usually stocked. But elsewhere there were stuffies and children’s toys; and a whole glass display cabinet filled with a smorgasbord of dildos and butt plugs.
Rachel was particularly gratified to see a section given over to harnesses and strap-ons, the material of the harness varying from pink lace to plain black cotton. Whether femme or masc, cis or trans, there was a harness that’d work for you.
However, though she’d like to come back to check them out more carefully later in the week, they weren’t what she was after today.
She led Penelope round until she found shelves of collars.
Rachel knew what style she had in mind: a delicate cowbell that could be set to on or off, depending on what kind of mood they were in, and she’d like it to have an o-ring.
So that she could attach a leash to it.
