Ultimate shoulder rides

The Boarding School (3)
by Caballito and Max

The last grade students have an end-of-year trip, they walk through tourist places being accompanied by the vice principal (Mistress Beate Muller-Schmalbach), some teachers and some parents.

Mrs. Beate Muller-Schmalbach doesn't walk, she rides on the shoulders of a male teacher, a dad, and a male student. Lady teacher, mom and lady student also ride on masculine shoulders.

It is the golden opportunity for a male student to get closer to his best friend's mom.
- Madam, for years I have been admiring you, you are very beautiful.
- Thanks boy.
- The journey is very long and you can get tired.
- Like everyone, boy, like everyone.
- You are impeccably dressed, in this blouse, tight jodhpurs and riding boots.
- Only the horse would be missing.
He kneels before her.
- I am your horse.
- Young guy?
He kisses her boots.
- I am of legal age to be your horse, please use me, I have bridles and a saddle in my backpack.
- But, the math teacher also offered himself to be my horse.
- You can ride the horses you want, I'm just one of them.
- Now I see the math teacher being ridden by a nice lady student, put my spurs on my boots, then I'll bridle you, I'll saddle you and I'll ride you.
Said and done, the mother rode her son's best friend.

The mom and the lady student who rides the male math teacher now ride together.
- My classmate is a good horse, just like my horse.
- I know, it's the first time I ride it.
- I've been riding him for a long time, just like the math teacher.
-Every month my son comes home from boarding school and his best friend, my horse, visits us frequently.
-He told us a lot about you, how beautiful you are, and he was not wrong. Your son was jealous but they settled differences, your son accepts his best friend is one of your horses.
- One of my herd horses.
(laughs)
- That's how it is.
- You also have your herd.
- I don't have as many horses as you, but yes, I also have my herd of horses.

- We have horse students and horse teachers.
- We also have horse dads, lady language teacher is riding a dad. That's how they are, they start carrying their children and end up being ridden by lady teachers, mothers who are not their wives, and lady students who are not their daughters.
- All our horses are saddled and bridled.
- We use spurs and riding crop. Look how torn my horse's pants and thighs are, and look at your horse's.
- I did it without thinking, automatically.
- It is natural, our horses accept our punishment.
-My son, is he also a horse?
- Of course! All men are our horses.
The horse you are riding now, without a bridle and without a saddle, he carries your son on his shoulders.
- Hahahahahaha... Why?
-Because you are your son's mother, your son is the Goddess's son.
- Goddess?
- Yes, you are your horse's Goddess, for him you are on an altar to adore you.

- Stop, let your horses rest, Mistress Beate Muller-Schmalbach exclaimed.

They dismounted and tied their horses to the trees. Then they walked a bit.
- The deputy director.
- Yes, what about her?
- She knows how to ride.
-The boys at the boarding school dream of being ridden by her, but she is strict and only the best students and her parents can be ridden by her. She always has a favorite horse and this year it was Tobias. Next year she will have another favorite horse.
- Where is Tobias?
- Tobias is not here because he is my junior.
- Will she change her favorite horse next year?
-We don't know, she might choose a new one or continue to be Tobias in his last year.
- Is Tobias a good student?
-He is one of the best, if he wasn't he wouldn't be Mistress Beate Muller-Schmalbach's horse.

The Boarding School (5)
by Caballito and Max

The boarding school is hierarchical, orderly and well organized, the 11 grades are grouped into levels of 3 grades and the higher grades of 2 grades.
1st grade, 1st level
2nd grade, 1st level
3rd grade, 1st level
4th grade, 2nd level
5th grade, 2nd level
6th grade, 2nd level
7th grade, 3rd level
8th grade, 3rd level
9th grade, 3rd level
10th grade, 4th level
11th grade, 4th level

The nearly 15 hectares have large rooms for classrooms, dining rooms, recreation centers, sports fields.

Each level is relatively separated from the others, so it is difficult for students of lower levels to know what happens to students of the last level; It is not secrecy, it is reserve.

At the front of the boarding school there is a social area where parents can share opinions with teachers, other parents and students.
There are also sections where there are reserved meetings in which:
- kneeling male teachers, dads and male students apologize to moms and lady students, kiss the lady's feet and footwear, she steps on their heads;
-Kneeling male students and dads apologize to lady teachers and kiss her feet and footgear, she steps on their heads.

- There is a main auditorium where general parent meetings are held, chaired by the director and with the participation of teachers.
- There are also small auditoriums where classroom meetings of parents are held, chaired by a teacher.
- There are also medium sized auditoriums where parent level meetings are held, chaired by the level deputy director and teacher participation.

Lady Beate Muller-Schmalbach is vice principal of the fourth level, which corresponds to grades 10 and 11, daddies look forward to attending the next monthly meeting with Lady Beate Muller-Schmalbach to admire and submit to her.
 
There are always desperate parents who do not wait for the monthly meeting with Lady Beate Muller-Schmalbach and try to have a meeting with her, it is an almost impossible mission because they must first have meetings with her jealous subordinate teachers to convince them to give him the appointment with her.

First to third level students go home weekly on weekends, but fourth level students go home once a month, allowing parental visits to students and teachers when students are not at home.

Moms (they are from 30 to 50 years old) wear a blouse or top, jodhpurs, boots, the clothing of dads does not matter.

When the mother is beautiful of her she bridles, she saddles and she goes inside the boarding school riding on her husband's shoulders.
When the mother is not beautiful, she goes inside the boarding school walking along with her husband.
- Hi friend.
- Hello.
- You are not riding your husband, why?
- All men are horses.
- They are for you but not for me. Look at my husband kissing your boots.
- I am accustomed kneeling men devoutly kiss my boots.
She commanded him up, she bridled him, she saddled him and she rode him.
- Ride my husband while I ride yours.
She follows beautiful mom's instructions.

Along the way they meet beautiful mom's beautiful daughter riding a male math teacher, beautiful mom's son being ridden by beautiful lady literature teacher and non-beautiful mom's son walking with them.
- Hi mom.
- Hello daughter, I see you are riding your bridled and saddled math teacher.
-Yes, I ride him and my lady literature teacher rides my brother, and his friend walks with us, son of the lady who rides my dad.
The son of the not beautiful mother kneeling kisses the boots of the beautiful mother. She commands him to get up, hers obeys her, she saddles him, she bridles him and she rides him.
-Your foal is docile and he obeys you.
-He confessed to me: since he remembers he dreamed about being my horse ridden by me.
-He saw you riding my dad and his.
- To have merits, he began by being your horse ridden by you and being ridden by your brother.
The 4 ladies talk about the Literature course.

Once the conversation is over, the beautiful lady Literature teacher rides another father and leaves.

The beautiful mom's daughter rode her brother and the math teacher was carried by the not beautiful mom's wife.
The 3 ladies and the teacher talked about the math course.

So it was with the rest of the courses.

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by Caballito and Max

Two ladies ride side by side!

“Now comes the most beautiful stretch of the whole tour! I remember that from last year! A real nature experience!”

"Yes, really very nice! It's just a bit exhausting, constantly up and down it goes. But that doesn't bother us, you hardly notice it. Our little horses will do the walking for us, hahaha!”

The student Anna and the music teacher Mrs. Morten rode side by side, obviously in the best of moods. Both had chosen 3 riding slaves for their small herd. Mrs. Morton had chosen the caretaker, the elderly father of her best student, and a strong student from her own class. She was now sitting on his shoulders too, the reins firmly in hand.

Anna sat in the saddle on the shoulders of her maths teacher, whom she had never liked very much, not only because she considered the subject superfluous. She had two more horses on the two reins, about 3 meters long, namely a prospective, still quite young teacher, who was doing his internship at this boarding school and was later to teach history. Then another classmate who had just joined her class 3 weeks ago and was still a bit shy.

Everything had gone well so far, the first two stallions had been ridden by both women for some time, so now it was off to the mountain trail. Therefore they had changed the horses shortly before, which most of the other riders had done as well. It was also reasonable that fresh forces were mobilized before this scenically most interesting but strenuous path. However, not all riders only wanted to ride the strongest stallion in their group, there were other considerations too!

Ms. Morten, for example, was annoyed with her student several times and often had to admonish him in class, but he always caused her problems. It was time to let him feel her power in a different way, and nothing was more effective than when his teacher is riding him, he has to carry her on a really challenging course. That would make him a good student, because she had no intention of being particularly considerate of him! With short but powerful kicks with the spurs and her short riding crop, she would teach him obedience, even if his strength was slowly fading.

Anne had also carefully chosen the maths teacher for this difficult part of the route, probably with a certain amount of anticipation. He had made remarks about her in class that she didn't like, and about some other young ladies who didn't like math. Also, she had the feeling that he wasn't quite aware of his position towards the young ladies, towards all ladies. Although she had already felt his hands and his lips on her feet a few times, she still clearly felt his inner resistance. Today Anne had the welcome opportunity to put some things in his thinking in order. The riding crop was hooked to the saddle and dangled menacingly in his field of vision. Immediately after mounting, after changing horses, she made it clear to him with a few light kicks in the flanks how she would ride him.

In the meantime the leadership of the group had changed and of all people the gay music teacher in the saddle of his slave bull set the pace. The slight man was not only an energetic rider, he also wanted to show everyone how well he controlled this power pack. He had deliberately only taken this one slave with him, he had been sitting loosely and relaxed on his shoulders the whole time. If you took a closer look at his riding slave, you could already see a certain exhaustion in his steps. His back was wet with sweat and his rider repeatedly pressed his spurs into his flanks, even if it wasn't necessary, because he didn't want to give in, even in this difficult terrain, and kept the pace high.

Mrs. Muller-Schmalenbach, who changed her horse quite often in order to make as many men as possible happy, moved - always joking and laughing - in the rear third of the group. Men, including fathers, students and even male colleagues, asked for a kiss ... whether it was her elegant, black riding boots, the very erotic pumps or her beautiful, bare feet. This divine woman almost always agreed! But now, in this very difficult, partly steep terrain, she was now also challenged as a rider! She was riding the biology teacher, who was very motivated, but actually not suitable as a riding horse for this path. Mrs. Muller-Schmalenbach did not want to change. First of all she gave him a strong blow with the whip, but still set a higher speed. Then the spurs came and her stallion ran faster, whether he wanted to or not! She saw no reason to be particularly careful with him, because whoever begged her to be ridden by her just once, like her colleague, was ridden, and rightly so!
Max

The Boarding School (9)
By Max and caballito

Men who know the secret of the boarding school want to be part of it, either as a teacher or as a student's dad.

The competition to be a male teacher at the boarding school is hotly contested, many applicants and 1 chosen. The best applicant becomes the boarding school's male teacher.

As detailed before, each year is a grade, being 11 grades in 4 levels, the first 3 levels are 3 grades and the 4th. level is 2 grades.

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Consequently, male teachers of all grades are ridden by students' moms, they are ridden by lady students, and they are ridden by lady teachers.

Dads make an effort for their children to enter the boarding school, if they succeed they will be ridden by lady teachers, lady students (their daughters or not) and mothers (their wives or not).

Male students are ridden by lady students, once they are legal age they get ridden in public by lady teachers, moms and legal age lady students.

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Similarly, lady teachers ride daddies, they ride male teachers and they ride in public legal age male students.

Moms ride male teachers, dads (their husbands or not) and legal age male students (their sons or not).

Lady students ride male teachers, dads (hers or not) and male students.

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The educational service in the boarding school is not cheap, if parents cannot fully pay for the service, they do it in another way:
- Beautiful mom riding school principal, dads, legal age male students in public, and male teachers (if mom isn't beautiful she doesn't ride), or
- Dad being ridden by lady teachers, moms and lady students.

Beautiful mom rides on visiting days, she wears high-heeled knee-high leather boots (white, black, brown, etc.), jodhpurs or jeans or tight leather pants, long or short, highlighting her thighs, buttocks and chains (various colors), blouse or top, long or short, highlighting her narrow waist and generous breasts (various colors), her beautiful neck and face, her well-groomed hair and cowgirl hat.

Kneeling before her and kissing her boots, her husband wears a brown jumpsuit (equine horse's most common color).
- A new riding session, all for our children.
- You have fun riding, instead I am ridden by women whose I do not wish to be ridden by them.
- Do you think I ride men who I like to ride? It is indifferent to me because, for me, a horse is a horse. Our children are doing well in their studies, for this reason I will ride and you will be ridden until our youngest child is promoted. They are knocking, open the door.

Her husband opens the door and immediately the school principal goes inside her crawling like a worm towards her beautiful mom's feet, he kisses her boots and she steps on his head.
He is lying face down before her, she stands on top of him and she walks all over him, her boots' heels digging into his skin, she laughs and dances.

A male student crawls at her feet, he kisses her boots.
- Raise your face boy.
He obeys her looking up. She looks down at him, she smiles, she lights a cigarette and she begins to smoke.
- I know you boy, you are a good student, you are a rich man's son.
- Yes Mistress.
- Did I give you permission to speak?
- No Mistress, sorry Mistress.
  She smoked deeply with pleasure.
- Open your mouth.
He obeys her, she throws cigarette's ashes into his mouth.
- What are you waiting for to swallow the ashes? Swallow now!
He obeys her by swallowing the ash and reopens his mouth to be used by her again.
She continued to smoke, pouring the ashes into his mouth, and he swallows the ashes. She puts out the cigarette on his tongue and puts the butt in his mouth, he swallows the butt.
-You are a good ashtray just like your dad, he is my slave and animal, even before his wife, your mom.

Meanwhile, her husband is humiliated by a student lady who wears high-heeled white leather knee-high boots, jean shorts highlighting her pretty legs, and crop top highlighting her narrow waist and youthful breasts.
- Good slave, you kiss my boots and you are my animal like your sons.

The ladies saddle their horses, they ride their horses.
- You are a very pretty girl.
- Thank you very much, I understand your husband and you because for years my parents do the same as you, they continue to do it, my dad is ridden by other women and my mother rides other men, now I am of legal age and I ride just like my mom, for this reason I will be gentle riding your husband.
- On the contrary! Punish him hard!
- Because?
- Because after a long time I see him happy being dominated and ridden by a woman who is not me.

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By Max and Caballito

Her first cousin said:
Every time you go to an outpatient clinic, to be attended to or accompany a patient (your husband, your nephew), the doctor kneels before you and kisses your feet, then you ride on his shoulders while he attends to the patient, when he says goodbye he returns to kiss your feet and you step on his head.

The dark-skinned Goddess chatted with me and we exchanged phone numbers.
She told me friends of her husband call her: Lady Captain.
. Why do they call you that?
. Maybe it's because I have the gift of command.
. Your husband is docile, you tamed him well.
. Yes, he is kissing your boots with your first cousin.
. Go kiss your wife's boots! She commanded giving my husband a kick. He obeyed her.

The doctor finished treating Diosa skin brown's husband, ordered hospitalization.
. Are you done doctor?
. Yes, I'm done taking care of your husband.
She reinserted the morsel into the doctor's mouth. "You stop being a doctor for as long as I want, now you are my horse", the doctor whinnied with joy.
They took the husband to his hospital bed, the doctor leaned over the patient's bed, she dismounted the doctor and rode on top of her husband's belly, she lay on top of him, she kissed him and sat up, he opened his mouth and she he poured saliva into his mouth, "you don't have the strength to go to the bathroom, for now be content with my saliva, later you can drink my golden liquid."
She rode back to the doctor and put the sole of her boot over her husband's face, he kissed and licked the sole, then she left the hospital followed by her first cousin.
Minutes later she called me on the phone: "your doctor collapsed, I left him lying in such a place, send for him." I sent my husband and a technician to pick him up, they brought him on a stretcher.

The next day she called me, we agreed to meet at her house.
I arrived riding to my husband being accompanied by my eldest son, when we arrived from her her boots were being kissed.
. They are my first cousin and my uncle, my mother's brother, I have been riding them since I can remember.
I sat in an armchair in front of her, her cousin and her uncle kissed my boots while my husband and her son kissed her boots, then we went to the hospital riding our boot kissers.
In the hospital her kneeling husband kissed her boots and she stepped on his head.
. You're still weak, I'll keep riding my other horses.

They called an emergency, a pregnant wife is about to give birth at home, I rode on top of the male obstetrician and inserted the bit into him, my husband went for the wheels http://equus.la.coocan.jp/illst_whld01.htm  http: //equus.la.coocan.jp/illst_whld02.htm the wheels in front of him, he bent placing his back horizontal, the Petite Dark Skin Goddess saddled him, rode and bridled, then we went to the house of the parturient.
I disinserted the obstetrician's bite, he is attending her.

Petite Diosa's cousin arrived with other wheels http://equus.la.coocan.jp/illst_whld02.htm  she unhorsed my husband and she rode hers bridled and saddled her first cousin and I rode my husband's horizontal spine leaving the obstetrician free.
. As in the old days you are horizontal back like an equine horse while I ride you, before you were on all fours on your hands and knees, now you are legs stretched out and with wheels.
I will have been 5 and you 7, you on all fours and I riding my horse with a horizontal back, so I have also ridden your father up to now, and since then I have also ridden on your father's shoulders.
I remember riding on your horizontal back and my mother riding the horizontal back of your bridled and saddled father.
Now your wife dominates you, and you run away to be dominated by me.

The obstetrician finished the care and said "We must take her to the hospital, we will use a wheel cart http://equus.la.coocan.jp/illst_tarsan02.htm  and she will ride me because I know how to be a pregnant women's horse.
The dark-skinned Goddess's horse left the wheels being ridden on all fours by his Owner, I put a saddle on top of the horizontal back of the obstetrician who was next to the woman using the wheels, the husband (who with my husband stared at the Goddess brown skin) helped his wife ride to the obstetrician.
Then, a bridled and saddled technician arrived bringing another 2 wheels http://equus.la.coocan.jp/illst_tarsan03.htm  and I rode him.
I ordered the husband of the parturient to go to the free wheels and he obeyed me.
"He likes you" I said to the Brown Skin Goddess pointing at the dad, she understood the message, unmounted her cousin, saddled the new dad, she rode him and she bridled him.
"He also likes you" I said to her pointing to my husband, "he is my horse, I ride him and everyone who I want rides him", then to his cousin "my cousin, ride him", he obeyed her.
 
On the way to the hospital we educated the new dad, "You must be your wife's horse as now you are Goddess's horse".

When the obstetrician arrived, he continued to be ridden by a parturient "Did you like riding to the obstetrician?", "I loved it." She was hospitalized and the Goddess commanded her cousin to dismount my husband and get on all fours, he obeyed her, she dismounted the new dad and rode her cousin on all fours. The new dad left the wheels and the Goddess commanded her cousin to use her wheels keeping his back horizontal, he obeyed her. She withdrew riding to him.

I accompanied the new dad to the waiting room, he kissed my boots.
In this the Goddess arrived riding her husband's horizontal back "These wheels are practical and useful", "That's right, lady captain." laughs.

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The Boarding School (13)

By Max and Caballito

Mother's Day

In many countries Mother's Day is celebrated on the second Sunday of May, the boarding school joins in the festivities and holds a ceremony inviting students' mothers.

Upon arrival at the gate of the boarding school, students' mothers have at their disposal human horses who are:
- Dads who, in order to pay for their children's education, are ridden by mothers, lady teachers and lady students.
- Other parents who voluntarily participate.
- Male students.
- Male teachers.
- Male guests.
 
Lady students wearing riding attire are riding bridled and saddled human horses who are wearing furry costume and horse mask, these ladies invite moms and lady guests to ride human horses when they arrive.

Ladys ride on the shoulders of human horses to the ballroom where the agape is celebrated.

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By Max and Caballito

Right, the male music teacher rides his own human horse.

Rich families can afford the cost of boarding school education.

Parents who cannot afford the cost go to the boarding school to be hosts and hostesses.
In this group the beautiful and spectacular moms are hostesses (riders) who dominate and ride male teachers, rich dads, male students and male guests; On the other hand, the dads are hosts (horses) who are ridden by lady teachers, mothers, lady students and lady guests.

In the celebration for Mother's Day, the boarding school recruited all the hosts (non-rich dads, male students, male teachers, rich dads, former male students, fathers of former students, former male teachers, and male guests), who came to 7:00 a.m., wearing a café overall outfit, they waited in a lounge.
At 7:30 a.m. Dr. Beate Muller-Schmalbach appeared riding bridled and saddled Tobias's shoulders, the Mighty Vice Principal dressed in a brown cowboy hat, plaid blouse, brown jacket, blue jean shorts and high-heeled brown leather knee-high boots.
- Wow! The lucky Tobias.
Lady Muller commanded:
- You arrived before the appointment's time, which shows your commitment to the boarding school and your desire for the celebration of Mother's Day to be successful. I congratulate you for it.
I commanded you not to eat or drink because you will not occupy the bathrooms during the ceremony because you will be at the service of mothers, lady teachers, lady students and lady guests.
We have from 1 hour to 1 hour and a half for lady students to bridle and saddle you, we will call you and you will present yourself before your Young Mistresses

As they were called, on all fours they approached the lady students dressed as cowgirls, the ladies put bits in the horses' mouths, ladies bridled horses, ladies saddled horses, ladies blindfolded horses, ladies put equine horse heads on human horses' heads, then ladies tied the reins in a hoop on the wall.

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An untrained human horse might refuse to be ridden by a certain lady because he doesn't like being ridden by her, perhaps because she is unattractive, she is not sexy, or he dislikes her.

At the beginning of their training, the male human horses pretended to choose their female riders, these male horses were teachers, parents and students.
But, the strict hand of Dr. Beate Müller-Schmalbach made the rebellious human horses accept their fate and be ridden by people who wish to ride them.
Thus, unattractive ladies were able to ride male human horses who had previously rejected them.

In the same way, many ladies tried to prevent certain human horses from being ridden by other lady riders.
For example, jealous wives who pretended their husbands are not ridden by other female riders, be they moms, teachers and students. Also jealous daughters who wanted their parents not to be ridden by other female riders, be they students, mothers and teachers. Likewise, overprotective moms who pretended to be their sons (students) are not ridden by other female riders, be they teachers, students, and moms.
Dr. Beate Müller-Schmalbach solved this with a little speech: When men are ridden by us, they stop being human and become our animals, so your husband is not your husband, your dad is not your dad, and your son is not your son, because he is a horse while he is being ridden by a lady.

Last edited by caballito (2023-05-21 13:32:12)

What you have written, dear Caballito, I can underline without reservation! I am curious to see how the story will develop. I'll check in occasionally during my holiday to see what's new.
Max

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By Max and Caballito

It is wonderful to admire an aunt riding her nephew, whether he is her sister's son, her brother's son or her cousin's son.

Our first real or imaginary riders are our relatives: sister and lady cousin (riding their dad, uncle, brother, cousin), aunt and mom (riding her husband, brother-in-law, nephew, son ).
Also the first horses we meet are our relatives: brother and male cousin (being ridden by his sister, lady cousin, aunt, mom), dad and uncle (being ridden by his wife, sister-in-law, niece, daughter).
The grandmother also participates by riding her son-in-law, her son and grandson; and, the grandfather is ridden by his daughter-in-law, his daughter and granddaughter.
Lucky is he who is ridden by his sister-in-law, whether she is his wife's sister or his brother's wife.

Little by little our universe of lady riders and masculine horses is increasing: neighbors and friends of our relatives.

But a real explosion happens at school and boarding school, where we also meet other lady riders: classmate (riding male teacher, assistant, administrative, director, classmate, her dad, another dad), teacher, assistant, administrative and director (riding male coworker, student, student's dad), classmates' moms (riding male teacher, administrative assistant, director, student -her son or not-, dad -her husband or not-).
We also know other male horses: classmate (he is ridden by lady teacher, assistant, administrative, director, classmate, his mother, another mother), teacher, assistant, administrative and director (being ridden by lady coworker, student , student's mom), classmates' dads (being ridden by a lady teacher, administrative assistant, director, student -his son or not-, mom -his wife or not-).
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Returning to the narration about the Goddess, 29 years old, 160 cm. (5'3"), 51 kg. (110 lbs), slim beautiful brunette with medium breasts, hourglass shape, wide hips and wonderful legs, she was wearing a white crop top and jean shorts, showing off her arms, waist, belly button, hourglass shape, thick thighs, beautiful knees, fantastic calves, ankles and bare feet, all brown skin.
Her mom was near her wearing similar clothing.

Then, her male cousin arrived with his nephew, the 2 males crawled towards her and kissed her feet, a father and a son kissing her feet, she placed the sole of her foot on top of their heads as a sign of victory, dominance and property, because everything under her feet is hers.
- Kissing my feet my slaves recognize I am their Mistress, and they know their rightful place is under my feet.

Then, the Goddess's mom arrives, the Goddess's cousin crawls up to the Goddess's mom and kisses her feet, while the cousin's son continues to kiss the Goddess's feet.
- You're a foot kisser like your father.

The neighbors pass greeting the Goddess and her mother, they perceive the visitors kissing the Goddess's feet and her mother:
- They are kissing the feet of our lady neighbors.
- It's usual, mom and daughter are beautiful and deserve to have their feet kissed. It only matters to see and admire the Goddesses, because their foot kissers are just dust under their feet.
     
In hiding, several neighbors spy on them touching themselves.

At a certain point, the Goddess and the Goddess's mom stand on top of the heads and backs of their foot kissers.
- I said it, their foot kissers are just dust under their feet's soles!

There were 2 aunts, each aunt has a nephew kissing her feet.
- They are good foot kissers and we have rewarded them by walking all over them.
- Your cousin is my foot kisser and my mat since before you were born.
- And your horse?
- He is also my horse, ridden by me, since before you were born. Since before, his dad is my foot kisser, my rug, my horse, my dog.
- My cousin is also my dog, all men are my pets.

The Goddess's mother came down from her mat.
-He Take the keys, go to my house and bring dog collars, leashes, saddles, bridles and reins for you and your son, also bring a riding whip and boots for your lady cousin and mine.
He obeyed her.
- Mom, what are you doing stepping on the ground? Come and let's both walk all over my human mat.
-He is not strong like your cousin.
-He's doing his best under my feet.

The Goddess's cousin arrived, he put the things on the ground and lay down on the ground, the Goddess and the Goddess's mom stood over him, walking all over him.

The Goddess commanded her nephew:
- Put yourself like the dog who you are.
He obeyed her, crawling on her hands and knees, barking and panting.
- Get on your back! He obeyed her barking and panting, she put her foot on top of her belly.
- Good boy! She came back to stand on top of her cousin.
- Bark!
- Gasp!
- On 2 legs! On his knees, he stood up on his hind legs imitating a canine dog.
- Greet hand with a paw!
- Shake hands with the other paw!
- Asleep!
- Awake!

Then she took a stick and threw it.
- Bring it!
On all fours he went to the stick, took it in his mouth and brought it to her owner, handing the stick into her hand. She stroked his head.
- Good boy!
Several times she threw the stick and he returned the stick to her hand.
- Good boy, you deserve to be my dog.
Her dog was before her, she stood up and stroked his head, she squatted down and stroked his face.
- You are my cute little animal and as a reward I put a dog collar around your neck, you are going to walk and stand behind me.
She put a dog collar on him, she grabbed his leash and walked being followed by her dog.

The Goddess's mother did the same with the Goddess's cousin.

Finally, both women bridled, saddled, and rode their animals.

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The next day the Goddess and her cousin's wife met at the gate of the boarding school.

The Goddess is brown skin, 160 cm. (5'3"), 51 kg. (110 lbs), slim beautiful brunette with medium breasts, hourglass shape, wide hips, beautiful buttocks and wonderful legs. Her sister-in-law is lighter skin, 165 cm (5'5" ), 56 kg. (122 lbs.), medium build, large breasts, pear shape, wide hips, large buttocks and wide legs.
The Goddess wore a brown jockey hat, a brown and white flowered crop top highlighting her navel and a narrow waist, short white leggings, white socks up to the middle of her calves and brown ankle boots. Her cousin's wife wore a white cowboy hat, white skinny blouse, tight white jodhpurs, and high-heeled, knee-high black boots.

The Goddess's cousin's wife arrived before the agreed time, she waited sitting on top of her husband, sitting on top of her husband's back while her prostrate father-in-law kissed her boots. The males were collared and she grabbed her human dogs' leashes.
The Goddess arrived in time with her jealous husband and her brother-in-law, she grabbed her human dogs' leashes as she walked like a model with these collared males crawling on all fours. Arriving near her cousin's wife she sat on her husband's back while her brother-in-law kissed her boots.
- Did you come to get a place for your son or did you come to walk your puppies and ride?
- Both, dear. You overshadowed me showing off your narrow waist like a wasp's waist.
-Hahahaha, each one of us shows off her charms. Get up and go!

The Goddess and her sister-in-law walked together impressively grabbing the leashes of their dogs who followed them on all fours.
The Goddess's husband and the Goddess's cousin crawling on all fours looked at each other and threatened each other snarling and showing their teeth.
- "Stop or I muzzle you both!" Strictly said the Goddess aloud.
Both dogs obeyed the Goddess and kissed the Goddess's boots as a sign of obedience and submission. She stepped on their heads.
- "You have dominated your husband and you have controlled my husband." stated the Goddess's cousin.
- Why?
- Both blindly obeyed you, they kissed your boots and you trampled them.
- My husband kissed your feet, shoes and boots and you walked all over him.
- You consented.
- If you complain to me about your husband, he kisses my feet, he is my carpet and he is my pet since before he meets you.
- I'm not claiming you.

There was a queue of parents waiting standing, husbands and wives standing accompanied by a host with a backpack, who waited standing for those who could come to visit the boarding school, this host is a disciplined and intelligent senior student of the boarding school, who is the host as an award for his outstanding studies.
Seeing the Goddess and the Goddess's cousin's wife approaching, the host crossed himself and knelt, then dropped to all fours and crept towards the Ladies.
Another host crawling hastily on all fours came up behind him. Both hosts on all fours stood before the Ladies.
- I have an appointment, my name is Nessa.
- Yes, Mistress, the director of the boarding school notified us. Could you allow us to kiss your boots?
- Permission granted.

Both hosts kissed the Ladies' boots with passion and respect, 3 times each boot, then the hosts took their bridles and saddles from their packs and handed them over to the Ladies.
The Goddess bridled and saddled her host.
- "I don't know how to bridle or saddle". Said the Goddesses's cousin's wife.
- "You have to learn, here you will do it permanently while your children study here." The Goddess bridled and saddled the host of her cousin's wife.
The Goddess and the Goddess's cousin's wife grabbed the leashes of her 2 dogs and the reins of her host, the Goddess pulled the reins of her kneeling host close to her face.
- You are my horse, you are my animal, there is nothing human in you because you are only a beast of burden. You are subservient to me.
he neighed.
She walked around him and she stood behind him, she pushed her host's head down so she would ride him more comfortably.
She haughtily looked at the parents who stared at the entire event since she came walking with her 2 puppies.
She inserted the leashes of her 2 dogs and the reins of her horse into her fitted bracelet, then she wore brown leather gloves.
- Did you like the show? If you want more, enroll your children in boarding school.
She rode on her host's shoulders, he stood up as she rode him.
- You can kiss my boots before I command my horse to move forward.
Some crawling on their knees, others crawling on all fours, the parents approached to kiss the boots and lick the boots' soles of the Goddess and the Goddess's wife.
- Giddy Up!
Under her command, the host ridden by the Lady went into the boarding school. Each Lady rides her horse and is followed by her 2 dogs.

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- Well, now we will do what we came to do. Nessa, your cousin and his wife passed the first tests, only the final test remains: your cousin will be ridden by me and your cousin's wife will ride the director. Said Dr. Beate Muller-Schmalbach.

Dr. Dr. Beate Muller-Schmalbach dismounted the director and the Goddess's cousin's wife dismounted her father-in-law, the ladies exited the pool.
Inside the pool remained the Goddess riding Tobias and the young student lady riding the old man. The Goddess called her husband, so in the water without being ridden were the uncle and the husband of the Goddess.
- Let the old man rest, ride one of my horses. Said the Goddess to the young lady student.
The young student lady rode to Goddess' husband.
The Goddess rode her uncle.

In the last test the deputy director Dr. Beate Muller-Schmalbach on top of the Goddess's cousin and the Goddess's cousin's wife on top of the director.
The horse kissed the feet of its rider.
The rider stepped on the head of her horse.
The rider bridled, saddled, and rode her horse.

The final conversation.
- Nessa, I'll speak first, said deputy director Dr. Beate Muller-Schmalbach, your cousin is a good horse because you trained him well for years, he is approved.
-Now I will speak, said the director, your cousin's wife made me feel I was his horse, she is super approved. Your nephew has a scholarship to study at the boarding school and his parents will come here, his mother will be a horse rider and his father will be a horse for the lady riders.
- Congratulations! You did it because it is very difficult to get a scholarship at this boarding school, it is an average of 9 paying students for each scholarship student. And wealthy parents pay for the education of scholarship students. Most of the scholarship students are girls.

Enrollment is before the start of classes, and parents of scholarship recipients must support this.
At dawn the mothers of the scholarship holders are picked up by the boarding school buses, they travel comfortably seated, while the fathers of the scholarship holders are transported in trucks while they travel standing up like livestock.

Moms wear riding dress: hat, blouse or body-hugging top highlighting their breasts, slim-waisted moms wear crop tops highlighting their breasts and slim waist, all moms wear tight-fitting jodhpurs, highlighting their hips, buttocks and legs, and, high heels knee high boots.
They are beautifully made up highlighting their eyes, blush and lips.

Dads wear polo shirts, sports pants and sneakers, they wait on their knees, the moms arrive, bridle, saddle and ride the dads.
Each mom has 3 dads at her disposal.

The wealthy parents arrive to be received by a scholarship mom riding a scholarship dad with 2 scholarship dads without a rider. The wealthy dad always begs to be ridden by the intern's mom, she bridles him, saddles him and rides him while the wealthy mom rides one of the intern's dads.

They enter the boarding school, administrative employees receive them being ridden by a mother of scholarship recipients wealthy dads enroll their son and establish the amount allocated for the education of scholarship students, wealthy dad always gives more than the minimum required.
When leaving the boarding school, the wealthy mother dismounts her horse and the scholarship mother changes horses, dismounting the wealthy father, she disbridles him and he kisses her boots.

The scholarship moms are the most beautiful.

The boarding school has 22 classrooms with 22 students each, with a total of 484 students and 484 pairs of parents, of whom 44 are scholarship holders.
In other words, there are 44 beautiful mothers of scholarship students.
These 44 riders ride the men of the boarding school: director, teachers, dads, students, administrators and assistants.
Other ladies ride with them: teachers, other mothers, students, administrators and assistants.
Let's not forget the 44 horses who are parents of scholarship students, they don't choose their riders.

Before the start of the school year, parents are invited to spend a weekend at the boarding school.
The boarding school set up student bedrooms and classrooms for parents to sleep.

Students who graduated the previous years arrived at 6:00 p.m. On Friday night, ladies dressed in riding attire (highlighting jodhpurs and high-heeled thigh-high boots), they did their makeup and groomed well.
The parents of the scholarship students arrived at 7:00 p.m. on Friday night, ladies dressed in riding attire, put on makeup and spruce-ups.
Lady ex-students and mothers of scholarship holders at 8:00 got together, then they bridled and saddled male ex-students and fathers of scholarship holders.
Parents of payers arrived from 9:00 p.m. to 10:00 p.m. on Friday night, the newcomer dad was ridden by a lady ex-student or a scholarship mom, and the newcomer mom rode a male ex-student or a scholarship dad.

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Initially, the father or the male guardian was the only one who achieved the scholarship for his children by serving as one of the boarding school's ladies' horses.

Years ago, in an assembly of wealthy parents, they decided to give a quota of 10% to scholarship students, which increased the payment of 10% in the educational pension (monthly payment). "Nothing is free in this life," they argued, and they decided the scholarship student's father of services to the school or the paying parents.

"If they are ridden by our older daughters from home to the boarding school and from the boarding school to home?" said one of the fathers and continued: "When our daughters are and were little, we carried them and we have carried them. It is easy for us when they are little but, as the years go by, our daughters get bigger, taller and heavier and it is more difficult for us to be ridden by them."

"It is true, our daughters are carried by us when they are little, but when they grow up and reach age, they stop being carried and they start riding, meanwhile we stop carrying them and start being ridden by them." "True, my wife rides me when I walk on the street and other places like the mall, she rides comfortably on my shoulders. "It's true, many times I saw you bridled, saddled and ridden by her, while she drives you using spurs, whip and reins. I even heard you neighing happily. I even saw her riding on top of other guys. She wears nice gloves and boots." "They are the other horses in her herd, and she has good taste in clothing."

"We can carry our little daughters, scholarship students' dads could be ridden by our older daughters whom we cannot carry because our older daughters ride and their weight", "How old should our daughters be to ride scholarship students 'dads?". "Legal age!".

"That is to say, while our daughters are younger we will carry them from home to the boarding school and from the boarding school to home, once they reach the age our daughters will ride scholarship students' dads." "That way we won't have more shoulder pain or back pain." "This would be Monday mornings, when our daughters go from home to boarding school, and Friday afternoons, when our daughters go home from boarding school." "It's true".

"What about our sons?" "They walk, and when they are of age they are ridden by our daughters and wives, and by ladies teachers."

"Scholarship students' dads would be ridden by our daughters on Monday mornings and Friday afternoons. What about the other days?" "Only the students are hospitalized, teachers live in their homes." "Good point, scholarship students' dads can be ridden by teacher ladies every day."

"Hey, scholarship students' dads can also be ridden by your wife, she likes to ride on the backs and she likes to ride on the shoulders." "Only if she wishes, she will ride them, because she rides the guy she wants."

"So, scholarship students' dads will be ridden by older student ladies, teacher ladies and student's moms and student's ladies tutors, including aunts, cousins and other relatives."

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Blessed is the rich dad who has a daughter in 10th grade. u 11th grade because he is a hostess's horse.

He kisses the hostess's boots while the hostess's husband kisses his daughter's boots.
Kneeling, he receives the caresses of his rider, he opens his mouth before her and she introduces a cold bite into his mouth, he bites into it, while she ties the bridles on his head. Meanwhile, his daughter bridles his rider's husband.
Then, his rider puts a saddle on top of him, it is a spectacularly designed saddle as this is used for his rider to ride on his shoulders and she to ride on his back, the rider ties the saddle on his body. Meanwhile, his daughter saddles his female jockey's husband.
Finally she rides him comfortably on top of the saddle and stepping in the stirrups, once on top of him she inserts the reins into his bridle and she drives him with spurs, reins and whip. Meanwhile, his daughter rides to his jockey's husband.

Both riders go out together.
On Monday mornings, upon arriving at the boarding school, the rich man's daughter disinserts her horse's bit, she dismounts, her horse on its knees kisses her boots, she gives her horse's reins to her horse's wife, and she goes Inside the boarding school to study, while the rich man continues to be ridden by his hostess.
The hostess's husband kisses the boots of his rider who is his wife's horse's daughter, and then he kisses his wife's boots.
On Mondays the hostess has 2 horses: her husband and her husband's rider's dad.

On Friday afternoons, when they arrive at the rich man's house, the rich man's daughter dismounts and disinserts her horse's bit, her horse kisses her boots, the rich man's daughter gives the reins of her horse to her horse's wife.

The horse kisses his wife's boots, she reinserts the bit and she rides her 2 horses: her husband and a rich dad. She rides them in turns to her house.
At her house she disinserts the horses' bits of hers and they kiss her boots, a slave to a boot.

The hostess uniform is: cowgirl hat, white blouse, black leather jacket, tight blue jeans and high-heeled black leather knee-high boots.

She commands her husband to stay at home, hers obeys her.

She showers, she gets dressed (leather jacket, short dress with slit, stockings and high-heeled footwear), she combs her hair, she puts on her makeup and she goes out.
The rich man is dazzled, she is gorgeous, her legs are unbelievably perfect and her hands and feet are beautiful, he crawls before her and kisses her feet, she steps on his head.
She pulls the reins from him, she inserts a bite into his mouth, she remounts him and they go out to the invitation.

Sometimes they are meetings of the rich man's company, he is envied because he is ridden by a beautiful rider.
Her subordinates kneel before him, they don't kneel for him because they kneel to her because of her, to kiss her feet.
The boss and the subordinates throw themselves on the ground, so she walks on top of them.
At a wedding, she bridles, saddles and rides the groom encouraging the bride to ride him.

At other times she dresses casually, leather jacket, blouse, jodhpurs, leather pants, jeans, skirt, shorts, high-heeled footgear such as boots.
They go to the movies, she watches the movie and he kisses her feet and footgear, she caresses his head like someone caressing a pet, she feeds him out of her mouth.
They go to dinner, she sits in a chair eating her plate at the table while he kisses her feet and her footwear on all fours, from time to time she gives him crumbs under the table, like rice or pieces of meat or vegetables she throws on the ground and he eats directly without using his hands, she steps on his head he stays calm.
They go to family gatherings and she humiliates him.

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The male math teacher was chatting with the male chemistry teacher.
- Before we were the horses in the boarding school, we were ridden by our lady teachers colleagues, by lady students and by moms.
- True, but then came the system for granting student scholarships; and with it the parents of the scholarship students competing with us.
- Yes, the 44 dads being official horses, both inside and outside the boarding school.
They are 44 senior-grades-lady-students's horses.
- Well, actually, not all of them are parents because the scholarship students' tutors also participated as riding horses.

- Right after that same year, 44 wonderful scholarship students' moms and lady tutors came to the boarding school to ride human horses.
- These majestic ladies arrived overwhelming to ride us having us under them.

- These ladies ride the dads of student ladies who rode their husbands or fellow tutors.
- About 10th grade students. and 11th grade students. They go from home to the boarding school (Monday) and from the boarding school to their homes (Friday) once a month
- On the weekends when the senior students stay at the boarding school, these beautiful ladies go to the boarding school to break in and ride the male senior students who on their knees kiss these female feet and female boots.
These foals are eager to be broken in and ridden by these ladies who are close in age to their moms or aunts; What's more, there are 4 male scholarship senior students watching their mom or female tutor breaking in and riding a male senior student.

- These weekends are also the meetings of teachers with parents.
Male teachers and dads kiss moms and lady students' feet and footwear, and they are ridden by moms and lady students.
Meanwhile, dads and male students kiss lady teachers' feet and footgear, and are ridden by lady teachers.

Before the start of the teachers-parents meeting, the lady teachers, wearing a hat, top, jeans and high-heeled black knee-high boots, arrive riding bridled and saddled scholarship students' fathers or male tutors.
Bridled and saddled male teachers arrive being ridden by scholarship students' moms or lady tutors. Ladies dress riding attire.

In the wide courtyard of the boarding school, mothers, lady tutors and lady teachers chat, then the riders dismount.
Mom or lady tutor rides dad or male tutor of a student in charge of her, mostly there is lady tutor riding dad, such is the case of 29-year-old Nessa riding on top of her cousin.
Nessa thought, "About 15 years ago in boarding school I was a student, the dads and my uncle (my current horse's dad) crawled at my feet, kissed my boots and I stepped on them and rode them, while my male classmates they crawled at my mom's feet, kissed her boots, she stepped on them and rode them."
Upon arriving at the stable, she thought: "In this stable, my mom and I tied the reins of my teachers, classmates, and parents who waited meekly for us and we arrived and untied them. During the week my teachers and classmates were my horses."
She went into the stable and 44 foals neighed happily, neatly they kissed her boots, high-heeled boots were stepping on the stirrups of her horse's saddle.
Dr. Beate Muller-Schmalbach rode up to the director of the boarding school:
- Hi Nessa.
- Hi, Beate.
- Arriving early as always.
"That's right, my cousin must go serve his lady student rider." For 11 years he will be a boarding school horse.
- This is the attitude! 11 years you will be a boarding school rider, I entrust Tobías to you because I trust you.
Tobias licked the soles and high heels of Nessa's boots as she continued to ride her cousin.
Nessa brought her cousin to her knees, so she bridled, saddled, and rode Tobias, and she dispatched her cousin to her lady student rider.

Nessa rode out on top of Tobias, he dressed in a white polo shirt, blue sports pants, white sneakers, a saddle, and a bridle whose reins are grabbed by Nessa, who dominates him using reins, spurs, and a whip. For her part, Nessa wears a beige hat, a black crop top, beige jodhpurs, and high-heeled black knee-high boots.
The horse has a smooth, relaxing trot, she is having fun.

On his way out, he found a 65 year old man being ridden by his beautiful, well preserved and well cared for wife, she is 50 years old, the math teacher came out too, he kissed the boots of Nessa and the 50 year old lady, Nessa controlled , bridled, saddled and rode the math teacher, the 50 year old lady rode Tobias, she is like 33 to 35 years older than him, Nessa rode the lady's husband, he is 35 years older than her.
- Your husband is very tame.
-He is super submissive, I did everything to him, I even cheated on him many times.
- Is he a cuckold?
- That's how he is.
Nessa gave the reins of the math teacher to the 50-year-old lady.
- Are your children inside the boarding school?
- That's right, the children must wait from Friday to Saturday until their parents arrive to pick them up. I have a son and a daughter, my son is old enough to be ridden.
Nessa riding the dad went to the lady's children, she bridled, saddled and rode the lady's son while the lady's daughter rode her dad.
Seeing her riding the boy, Tobias became jealous but he remembered he is being ridden by an exquisite 50-year-old lady and her jealousy went away.
- Hi Mom.
- Hello daughter.
- Tobias is the personal horse of the deputy director of the senior grades.
- Oh! No wonder he is tame.

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- When we are comfortably seated on someone's shoulders or back, whether bareback or on a saddle, whether using reins or not, whether using spurs or not, whether using a riding whip or not;
If he feels he is our horse we are riding him, but if he does not feel he is our horse he is carrying us.
- Men carry other people, horses are ridden by us.
- In my house, my husband carried my son and my grandson, but my husband is being ridden by my granddaughter, my daughter, my daughter-in-law and me, even my mother rode my husband.

In this, the 45-year-old Language teacher lady arrived riding on the shoulders of a male student and being followed by 1 student's father and 3 former male students, in total 5 saddled and bridled human horses at her disposal.
- Isn't it true only the dads and tutors of the scholarship students are horses?
- It's true, the student's dad I ride is one of the most generous paying dads, just like the dad whose reins I grab. Our most submissive horses are the paying dads, this does not detract from scholarship students' dads who are animals below our weights.
- Actually, in the boarding school there are more than 40 human horses.
- True, our horses are also paying students' dads and tutors, as well as other men: teachers, students, ex-students, assistants, administrators.

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Indeed, in the boarding school there are those who ride on guys' backs or those who ride on guys' shoulders, these riders are all the ladies: deputy director Dr. Müller-Schmalenbach, teachers, administrators, assistants, mothers and students.

In the boarding school there are those who are ridden on their backs or those who are ridden on their shoulders, these riders are all males, affectionately or strictly called horses: director, assistant directors, teachers, administrators, assistants, fathers and students.

There are exceptions:

1. All the horses are ridden by the ladies, all the ladies ride the horse they choose;
but in order to be ridden by a lady of legal age, the horse must also be of legal age.
This restriction does not apply to ladies, whatever their age, they ride the horse they want.

I give you examples, we can see in the streets and squares dad carrying his daughter and uncle carrying his niece without age restrictions, this lady can be of any age, most of the time dad and uncle carry their underage daughter and underage niece on his shoulders;
but, we have never seen a minor son or a minor nephew being ridden by their mother or aunt.
Just as it happens in public places, it happens in boarding school.

2. The ladies ride the horse they choose, the horse has no choice:
except for fathers who pay for their children's education, they can say "no" or even choose their rider.

Horses are categorized into 4 levels:

Level A Horses. Fathers of scholarship students, legal age scholarship students, teachers, administrators and assistants. They are ridden by any lady who wants to ride them.

Level B Horses. Fathers of paying students who only paid 10% in favor of scholarship students and their legal age male children. They can refuse to be ridden by some lady without giving any reason. If he wishes, a Level B horse can be treated as a Level A horse.
A legal age male student of this Level cannot say "no" to Dr. Müller-Schmalenbach, nor to a teaching lady, nor to an administrative lady, nor to an assistant lady, nor to a student lady.

Level C Horses. Fathers of paying students who paid more than 10% in favor of scholarship students and their legal age male children. They can refuse to be ridden by a lady without giving reasons and they can choose the lady who rides them (whoever pays more has priority in the choice; for example, if a rider - vice-director Dr. Müller-Schmalenbach, teacher, administrative , auxiliary, mother or student- is sought by 2 or more Level C horses, the one who has paid the most in favor of the scholarship students will be chosen).
In particular, I doubt a Level C horse would want to be treated as a Level A horse or a Level B horse.
A legal age male student of this level cannot say "no" to Dr. Müller-Schmalenbach or a lady professor.

Level D Horses. Underage, they can only be ridden by underage riders if the riders want.

As we said before, education in the boarding school is 11 grades or years grouped into 4 levels, with Dr. Müller-Schmalenbach being the deputy director of the highest level, where all the students are of legal age.
In this Fourth Level are Dr. Müller-Schmalenbach and her horses, as well as the other riders.

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Dads take their children to school and back home, carrying their children on their shoulders.

Monday morning, Nessa now and Nessa's mom about 20 years ago, the lady wearing the riding attire walks out the door of her house to see eager paying daddies waiting to be ridden by her.

She smiles and chooses 3, the others leave.
- I see you're carrying your son.
- Yes Mistress.
The lady calls her husband.
- Carry my horse's son and go back and forth to the boarding school to leave the student with the managers, when you return, stand where I can watch you, don't you dare to escape far.
The husband obeys his wife.
The 3 chosen paying dads throw themselves on the ground before her, kissing her boots and licking her soles and high heels. She stepped on their heads and she walked all over them
- You know well I shouldn't ride minors in public.
- I know, Mistress.
- I chose you because you are a good horse, but avoid carrying your son to my house.
- My wife makes me.
- So, next time go directly with your son to the boarding school.
- Mistress, please.
- Don't beg me and if you keep carrying your son, don't come to my house to be ridden by me.
She bridles, she saddles and she rides her human horses. For the rest of her they are paying parents but for her they are her animals, her horses.

She walks out clutching the reins of hers, her horses, who follow her a short distance away. She talks to her husband.
- While the two of us are on foot, we can talk, but when I'm riding and you're on foot we can't talk because I don't talk with someone who isn't at my level, unless you ride with me one of my horses and so you're at my level.
- Yes my Mistress Wife.
She rode the dad who brought her son, the other horse was ridden by Nessa 20 years ago or by Nessa's nephew now, and she invited her husband to ride another horse. He rode along with her.
- What about my horse's son?
- I left him to the lady janitor of the boarding school, she was riding a senior student.
- It's your turn today to be ridden by a student lady?
- No, this weekend the upper grade students stayed at the boarding school, on Friday afternoon I was not ridden by any lady student and today in the morning I am not ridden either.

They arrive at the door of the boarding school, the student dismounts (Nessa 20 years ago and Nessa's nephew nowadays), upon entering the boarding school Nessa rides a teacher 20 years ago and Nessa's nephew continues walking inside the boarding school.
- You weigh more than me, dismount and ride my horse who is free.
The husband obeyed the wife.

Then they went to her work, halfway to her husband's work she changed horses and now she rides the one who was ridden by her husband.
They dropped off the husband near her work and continued to the wife's work, halfway to her work she changed horses again, now she rides the horse that was previously ridden by her husband.
When she arrived at her work, her male boss waited for her on his knees, he kissed her boots and she stepped on his head, she bridled him, she saddled him and she rode him .

She was late for work, but her boss will justify her tardiness, he does it every Monday morning after kissing her boots and licking her soles and high heels, he caresses her thighs with his face, she scratches her boss ' head and hair and she strokes his face.
She commands him to open her mouth, he obeys her.
She inserts the cold bite into his mouth, he shudders and moans slightly due to the cold, but he bites into the bite, she smiles and caresses his animal again.
The bit has straps, she ties the straps on his head, bridling him.
She puts a saddle on top of him, her horse who is ridden by her kneels, so she ties the saddle on the body of her boss.
The horse ridden by her stands up again, she inserts the reins into the bridle of her boss.
She changes horses and smiling goes into her workplace riding on her boss' shoulders.
Her boss climbs 4 floors up the stairs, he gets tired but she is comfortably watching her cell phone, chatting and talking on the cell phone.
- Why are you stopping lazy boy? Keep walking because we have work behind!
Her boss, sweaty, continued to climb the stairs being ridden by her, until he reached the fourth floor and stopped at her desk, he knelt down, she pushed his head down and dismounted.
She sat in her chair, he looked at her like a slaughtered lamb, she caressed his head and took the bite out of him.
Her prostrate boss went back to kissing her boots and licking her soles and high heels, she stepped on his head, then he retired to his office.

She is also a supervisor and her supervised kiss her boots and are ridden by her.

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- Your wife should be riding and I'm not.
Nessa said to her cousin who thanked her by kissing her boots and she stepped on her head.
- She doesn't feel good about it.
- Who doesn't feel good about it? her or you? Stop kissing my boots and kneel up straight so I can saddle and bridle you. You are very jealous, you are even jealous of me and you make scandals for others by embarrassing me, but I feel safe with you.
He obeyed her.
- In our childhood you got on all fours and I rode you on your back imitating my mom who rides your dad.
- Yes, 23 to 24 years ago.
She saddled her cousin, tying the straps tight.
He opened his mouth wide. She put the bit into her horse's mouth and smiled at him.
-Since when he first met me, my husband has wanted to always be under me, subdued by me, dominated by me, just like other men. He likes my feet, he caresses, massages and kisses them, just like the other men. I am beautiful and small, my hips are round and my legs are thick, wearing a hat, top, jeans and boots I am the ideal rider for everyone to dominate them and make them mine.
He felt the cold morsel in his mouth, and she tied the ties on his head.
- Do you like horse bit? With this I dominate and control you like the horse who you are because of me. It's like the dog leash I put around your neck when I want you to be my dog. I don't need them to animalize you but they are a symbol of power.
He neighed and nodded from her. She caressed his face and scratched his head.
- Do you want a horse mask on your face?
He shook his head at her.
- You are proud to be my horse, all my horses are proud to be mine and to be ridden by me showing their faces while being ridden by me, even in front of their wives. I put a horse mask and a dog mask on my slaves so that they are totally animalized by me, losing all traces of humanity. They like it and so do you.
She removed the morsel from his mouth, she gave a nod of approval and he kissed her boots.
- I know you love it, I give you pain while I control you, give me the riding whip, it's by your side, and put the spurs on my boots.
He diligently did it.
She rode up in the saddle on his shoulders and she inserted the bit back into her cousin's mouth.
- Get up!

In boarding school's stable she, the wonderful Nessa, the dreamed and adored rider, wearing cowgirl hat, revealing crop top showing off her arms, shoulders, hourglass-shaped narrow waist, jean shorts showing off her gorgeous thighs and knees, high-heeled black boots , and spurs. Stepping in the stirrups, grabbing the reins and using her whip, he used her cousin as the horse he used for her.
- Giddy Up!
The ride began.

Along with them were teachers, former students, senior students, and students' dads, moms, guardians, and guests. Using reins and whip, Nessa approached her husband who knelt at the wondrous sight and kissed her wife's boots and licked her soles.
- Get up!
Still riding on her cousin's shoulders, Nessa put the saddle on her husband's shoulders, her cousin knelt down and Nessa strapped the saddle onto her husband's body . Nessa's cousin stood up again, and Nessa put the cold morsel into her husband's mouth and bridled it, finally she put a horse mask on her husband's face.
She was grabbing the reins of her 2 horses. Using her reins, Nessa drove her cousin to his wife, and commanded her husband.
- Kiss the boots of my cousin's wife.
He obeyed his wife as his wife grabbed his reins from her, then Nessa gave her husband's reins to her cousin's wife.
- I lend you my husband to ride with me while I ride my other horse.
Nessa's cousin's wife wore a cowgirl hat, plaid blouse, blue jeans and boots. She pulled hard on Nessa's husband's reins and rode him.
- Get up!
- How much raw power, you surprise me.
- He is only a horse for me, the horse you lent me and I will enjoy it
Nessa caressed her cousin's face and then put a horse mask over it.
- These horse masks are useful, they have blinding bandages and headphones with music, so our horses will not be able to see or hear, they will be isolated and we will handle them as we please using reins, whip and spurs.
- Don't you think it's cruel?
- It's an immersive experience and they like it.
- Especially when you ride them.
- I think you're jealous of me?
- No, Nessa, I admire you.

Around them, other pairs of female rider and male horse were made, women always on top!

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By Max and Caballito

It is Friday afternoon, in which 10th. and 11th. grade students must be at home one weekend a month.

Around Nessa the rider and her cousin's wife, also a rider, are other parents, guardians of students, students, former students, teachers, assistants and administrators.

At the meeting Nessa is wearing a wearing cowgirl hat, revealing crop top showing off her arms, shoulders, hourglass-shaped narrow waist, jean shorts showing off her gorgeous thighs and knees, high-heeled black boots , and spurs. Nessa's cousin's wife is wearing a cowgirl hat, plaid blouse, blue jeans and boots.

It is a meeting scheduled by Dr. Beate Muller-Schmalbach, she riding Tobias addressed the participants.
- I am glad we are in our monthly meeting, in the month of Mother's Day we have honored students' mothers and students' ladies tutors, as well as teachers, assistants and administrative mothers.
Upon arriving at the Mother's Day meeting, the ladies were received by kneeling men (dads, teachers, students of legal age, administrative staff, and assistants) who kissed their boots, then they walked all over the bodies of men, and the lady rode their human horses.
So, students' moms and students' ladies tutors rode male teachers, dads and legal age male students who grew up with their children and are now legal age to be ridden by legal age ladies, childhood dreams come true at being legal age. Tobías confessed to me that he wanted to be my horse from the first time he saw me and he waited many years to be, now he is my favorite horse but this year he is graduating, but I know he will come back for more.

- In the month of Father's Day, students' fathers and students' male tutors, in addition to teachers, assistants and administrators fathers, were received by ladies dressed in riding attire (mothers, teachers, students, administrators and assistants), when men arrived they knelt before ladies, they kissed boots, they were stepped all over, they were bridled, saddled and ridden.
Thus, students' fathers and students' male tutors were ridden by lady teachers, mothers, student ladies, assistant ladies and administrative ladies, our secretaries were the most requested riders.

- Our auxiliary personnel have already enabled the rooms with beds for the ladies and the stables with stalls for the men.

- This time we are 50 female riders: 8 mothers, 8 tutors, 8 teachers, 8 students, 8 former students, 3 assistants and 7 administrative staff.
In addition, 150 male horses: 25 parents, 25 tutors, 25 teachers, 25 students of legal age, 25 alumni, 15 assistants and 10 administrative staff.
Our auxiliary ladies are the concierges or door staff, before whom upon arriving men (teachers, students, parents, administrative staff and assistants) kneel down and kiss their boots; while our male janitors or door staff are the ones who kneel and kiss feet and boots when ladies (teachers, students, parents, administrators and assistants) arrive, the ladies use the heads and hair of male janitors to clean the soles of their shoes.

- Let's dismount, unsaddle and unbridle our horses because we're going to have dinner.

After dinner, the men slept in their stalls in the stables and the ladies slept in their beds in the bedrooms.

Having chosen Nessa her 3 horses, 2 more wealthy and influential daddies who are C-level horses, and an auxiliary staff member, who is an A-level horse, Nessa put dog collars around the 2 wealthy men's necks and grabbed their leashes. From dogs to her fitted bracelet, they kissed her boots while she bridled and saddled the attendant.

A lady attendant approached her.
- Mrs. Nessa, you ignored your husband and your male cousin, I understand that you chose 2 richer level C horses, why did you choose the auxiliary staff member?
- The assistant works in a warehouse, is young, carries heavy loads, is a gardener and performs strenuous physical activities all day. In conclusion, he is a very resistant horse. I can be on top of my horse for hours while my 2 dogs, the 2 rich men, admire me riding it.
- Will you only ride the warehouse worker?
- I will also ride rich men to make them happy. Why don't you choose your horses or do you want to be my mare?
- I would love to but now I have to ride and not be ridden.
- Have fun riding!
- You too!

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By Max and Caballito

Jule and Sabine, two of the slightly older female students, had just saddled two male classmates in their class, then they were mounted and wanted to ride out into the countryside this afternoon in the beautiful weather. Then they saw how the stable door in the building opposite slowly opened and the secretary, sitting in the saddle of a strong man, she saw the two young ladies. As is so often the case, her riding slave was the school caretaker, whom she particularly enjoyed riding. He got a quick kick in the flanks, then horse and rider moved towards them. The young students knew her quite well and had often had small talk with her. Basically a very likeable person who had made a nice impression on the two of them since they first met. Now she steered the caretaker further in her direction with the reins, gave him another kick that made him trott faster.

She sat in the saddle as a matter of course, not even noticing that she wasn't sitting on a four-legged horse, but was riding a man. How he had to struggle to transport her in a comfortable way probably didn't matter. The fact that she simply used him "as a matter of course" always impressed the two ladies when they met her somewhere.

You could clearly see the man's struggle to carry his rider, how he distorted his face, but the lady didn't seem to care! For her it was probably only important that she sat well in the saddle and could ride him. If her stallion should move, he would get a kick in the flanks, direction given by the reins. If he should run even faster, then there was just another short kick, maybe a little harder so that the command of his amazon was also clear. So there was no need to use any words, it all happened pretty much on the fly. In addition, she wasn't really a heavyweight, just a woman of normal weight, who was sitting in the shoulder saddle relaxed and obviously in the best of moods and was now bringing her stallion to a standstill with a short pull of the reins. How far he had "accustomed" to this additional weight was not immediately apparent, but it wasn't the first time she had ridden him.

"Hello you two, great weather today, isn't it? I think you should definitely take advantage of that! I see you guys are on the move too! A good idea to ride and move the lazy horses a bit!”

"Hello! Yes, really great! We also want to go horseback riding, it's a good idea! You also want to move something I see! Your two-legged friend looks a bit tired! I don't think he really enjoys being ridden, at least it looks like it, despite the wonderful weather!"

"Hahaha, you're right! He wasn't exactly enthusiastic when I climbed into the saddle earlier!" Now the rider patted his neck with a smile, "but you shouldn't worry too much about it, that's just how the boys are sometimes, they don't have a sense of humor! I was down town with him this morning though, had to run some urgent errands! On the way back it was quite loaded with all that stuff, and it made big eyes when I also got on him too! The guy started sweating quite a bit on the way back, it's no wonder, we've had wonderful weather all day! He was pretty down and happy when we got back and I put him in his box. Unfortunately, he was a little unlucky today, because in the hurry I actually forgot something in town! It's actually not that important stuff, but it can happen quickly if you're a bit distracted! So we have to set off again, my caretaker and I! You know the wise saying: what the rider doesn't have in his head, her horse has to have in his legs ... hahaha! A little joke from me ... but we are all glad that we have such "nice" horses! I don't know what to do without her hahahah, we wouldn't have half as much fun in life hahaha!"

Then she patted her two-legged horse's sweaty neck again, almost amicably if you didn't know better. You could clearly see the desperation of the wearer at having to carry a rider on his shoulders again, but he couldn't do anything about it.

"It doesn't really matter, as I said, it can happen that you forget something in a hurry! And when the weather is nice, you like to be outside in nature anyway, fresh air is very healthy! I could have chosen another horse, maybe a teacher, but there really wasn't one I liked. Besides, you have your habits when riding, so my horse has to do it again, it can't be changed! But we'll manage that together, it's actually not that big of a problem if he gets tired a little faster. I pretty much know how to deal with him that he's still making an effort and going at a decent pace! I've known his quirks for a while! You just can't get involved in everything, it's often just pretend anyway! That moaning, how they pant, just so that his rider is also considerate of the "poor fellow"! I'll have to help out with my lazybones, maybe even get a little angry with him. Because he doesn't really feel like carrying his nice rider to town anymore! I understand that too, I probably wouldn't have in his place either! But I'm not in his place, hahaha, I'm not my own horse either, I was really lucky there ... and he wasn't, hahaha! But basically we are all happy that we have our two-legged horses, what else should we ride? But, I already said that. Actually, they are doing really well and they are queuing up for us, everyone really wants to be a horse! That's handy for all of us!"

The caretaker, a strong, even muscular fellow, leaned forward slightly and it was clear from his face that he hadn't fully recovered. The time without a rider in his box was probably not long enough for that. It was therefore an enormous effort for him to have to carry this lady on his shoulders again. She had tied him up with wide leather straps in such a way that resistance was out of the question. His wrists were locked securely behind his back, a small precaution in case he did want to mess around. His prudent ladyrider had strapped the saddle to his upper back. This gave her a really comfortable seat, but it was an extra effort for her riding horse, because he couldn't just sit up straight, had to keep his upper body slightly bent. The only thing he could really move freely was his conspicuously muscular legs, which were undoubtedly the only important thing for what was to come.

If you looked a little more closely, you could also easily see what the wearer was facing on this coming ride. His amazon was actually dressed quite casually, according to the weather. He had put on shorts, but was still wearing knee-high riding boots. Short spurs, slightly rounded at the tip, were attached to the heels with narrow straps. You could imagine what would happen to it as the riding slave's strength waned over time, and you could see that before the ride had even really started! This kind of spurs were used to motivate  listless horses, especially when they were getting tired but his rider was still full of temperament. It seemed so in this case too!

In addition, a supple, relatively long riding crop hung from the saddle pommel. This, too, would certainly be used energetically at the appropriate time to drive him forward when exhaustion arose. The common thing was: with this kind of leather whip almost the whole body could be reached without any problems. You could use it to push him again and again without overly straining a specific area of the skin. A few welts were still clearly visible, certainly traces of the first tour into the city. The stallion was "loaded quite properly" ... as his cheerful rider had noticed shortly before with a broad grin.

All in all: you could tell that the friendly lady from the school office was a very experienced slave rider, someone who knew exactly how to deal with a tired horses. It was also clear to the stallion that he could not count on being particularly lenient on the ride that now followed. Whatever energy he still had in his body, his female rider would also awaken and use.

Then he got a kick in the flanks and immediately trotted off willingly!
Max

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By Max and Caballito

Without stopping riding her husband, she puts a bite in the mouth of her foals, bridles them, saddles them, and she rides whoever paid her more money. She grabs the reins of her 3 horses, the horse she is riding and the other 2 who follow her hoping to be ridden by her.
- Such are the harsh laws of the market.
- Yes, the law of supply and demand.
-The winner was the one who paid more because he is being ridden by me, the other 2 are hoping to be ridden by me, maybe I will or maybe I won't, but they accepted my conditions.
- What will you buy with this?
- Boots, riding attire, my horses must be happy and proud being ridden by a properly dressed lady rider.

They arrived at the place of the equine horses, some ladies ride equines while others wait.
- Hello son, see you are being ridden by a beautiful Goddess.
The rider removes the bit from the mouth of the horse ridden by her.
- Hi Mom.
-I am proud to see you ridden by your Goddess, suffering under her, feeling her weight, her control of your reins, her whip and her spurs.
- Yes mom.
- You are bleeding, this spilled blood is a tribute to your Goddess, because you give your blood and your life to her.
The daddy kisses the boots of his son's rider.

- Lady, you are tired of waiting so long, sit on the shoulders of one of my other 2 horses.
The mother rode another of the Goddess's horses, the Goddess again inserted the bit into the mouth of the horse she rode.
- Thank you so much Mrs.
- You are welcome. The waiting line is long and each one rides a quarter of an hour, it is possible for those at the end of the queue not to ride.
- Mostly women ride.
- Women ride, men are ridden.
- They are ridden like my son.
- That's how it is.
- Did you request an appointment to talk with a teacher?
- Oops, I forgot, now I'm going.
Now, addressing her husband:
- Stop kissing the lady's boots and let's go to the meeting with the teacher!
Dad gets up.
- I haven't kneeled in a long time.
- Let my other horse carry you and let's go to the meeting!

Thus, the Goddess rides one of her horses, and the other 2 are ridden by mom and dad, the Goddess grabs the reins of her 3 horses.
- Did you like my boots? The Goddess asked the father.
- Yes Mistress, they are precious, and they have a pleasant flavor.
- I stepped in horse poop.
- I cleaned the soles of your boots and removed everything.
- Where did you dump the poop?
- I swallowed it.
- Do you know why I am now riding your son?
-He paid more in cash.
- You gave him the cash.
- Yes, to be ridden by a beautiful Goddess like you, I offer you much more to be ridden by you.
- Your wife is here.
- She knows it.
- Open mind?
- Polyamorous. Does your husband know you ride others?
-Yes, I just left him, his reins tied to the hoop in the stable stall, he saw me riding your son.
- Did he accept it?
-Yes, he is my horse.
- Has he other riders?
- Only when I lend it.
- Do you have total control over him?
- That's how it is.
- I'm crazy about you, you drive me crazy, let me be one of your horses.
- You are.

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By Max and Caballito

These weekends are always a big event that a lot of people look forward to, some, especially men of different ages, are really looking forward to these two days. Since every woman has at least 3 riding horses available, there are far more men present than women. They are getting into a good position and many are already saddled and harnessed to make a good impression. The choice of the two-legged horses is up to the ladies!

In the background, a few gentlemen are also trying, primarily those who can afford to win a goddess, their dream woman as a rider! We cannot rule out that attempts are made to win the favor of one or the other lady with special donations! We can't rule it out, but we also don't know whether it will happen in individual cases...

The planning of these weekends is the responsibility of Dr. Müller-Schmalenbach, who, due to time constraints, does not work everything out herself, but has delegated it to some older students. Only the result is presented to her for a decision.

Excursions are often part of the program, where the male horses and female riders go off-road. Sometimes on somewhat more demanding high-altitude trails or even ascents to medium-high mountains are planned. Of course, this requires a certain hardness and also ambition of the Amazons to ride these paths. The whip is particularly important here, but also when laziness and decreasing energy become visible, energetic kicks with the spurs to motivate the two-legged friends.

The change of horses is then naturally somewhat more frequent, depending on the performance of the riding slaves. With a little skill this is even possible. without the rider having to dismount and touch the ground. But some ladies already have a comfortable feeling when they get in the saddle, so they prefer to practice the "classic" horse change.

Likewise, female riders often find it appropriate when the male horses thank them after dismounting. This is usually done by getting down on their knees and kissing the riding boots. For the men, this often has a special, motivating appeal, and some look forward to it. Then from one second to the next the painful kicks with the spurs and the cruel riding crop are forgotten, then only the foot of the rider and the smell of leather to enjoy in the heads.

But there are also other weekends when these fantastic excursions don't happen! Competitions can also be held at the sports facility, for example, and horse things are also part of the programme. Races across the track are very popular, with the slaves being harnessed to a wagon and a racer sitting in a sulky. This is when things really get going, because there are also interesting prizes for the winner. No particular consideration is to be expected, because the ladies, whether young or not, whether they are teachers or students, want to win and the stallions are pushed energetically to the limit with the long whip.

In such a race, not only the female spectators are allowed to applaud, but the men are also enthusiastic about such a spectacle and are allowed to cheer loudly on the female racers.

Then on such a day there are also slightly less strenuous competitions, for example a ride through a course, where the stallion is blindfolded and he has to move guided by spurs, reins and whip ... rather a somewhat calmer sport for them slightly older horses, but that also finds interested spectators.

There are also strength exercises of all kinds from time to time, either weights are pulled by several horses, with a lady with the whip making sure that they really work hard.

Another exercise is the so-called tug of war! Here 10 horses, with a lady in the shoulder saddle, are tied to a thick rope and then have to be stronger than their opponents and pull them over a marking. In the past, the ladies, who behaved like furies in the saddle during this competition, were given spurs and a riding crop. However, some have lost control out of sheer ambition and the horses have been seriously injured due to excessive use of the spurs. Today only the use of riding crops is permitted. In order to make this competition a little more interesting for the spectators, the horses now only wear shorts and are otherwise naked. You can imagine what's going on: 20 wildly whipping amazons who all want to win and the roaring spectators!

This is also the highlight of the weekend, because after that many two-legged horses are at the end of their strength!
Max

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By Max and Caballito

It's true, Max, not everything in the boarding school is studies, work meetings or scheduled individual and group meetings of teachers with parents, there is also space and time for physical activity, sports and fun.

Thank you so much.

Caballito