My husband called them that. He muttered it out loud and chuckled as he said it. Obviously I thought he'd gone mad or perhaps the author of the article (you wont be able to read full article) he was reading had. He explained briefly and suggested I read the story for myself to get the full lowdown.
It turned out it wasn't foxes but substitutes for foxes, as thought up
by those 'naughty Tory' foxhunting types in Norfolk. Because 'hunting'
cute little foxes on massive charging horses with packs of teeth-bared
baying-for-blood hounds get a bad press these days, they've thought up
the idea of using human prey instead of foxes. The principle is the same
except the humans (women as it happened although they may use men) don't get torn apart at the end of it. Apparently the 'prey'
stop showering and stuff a few days before a 'hunt' so they stink a bit
and the hounds get very excited. Then on hunt day they dress
appropriately (it looked like skin type lycra on the picture, surprise
surprise:)) and run like hell through the countryside. The wife of the
Master of the Hunt, who has run herself, says it gets very exciting when
you hear the pack and the galloping horses getting closer and it
stimulates you to run that bit faster.
Well I never. The hoity toity types must have their fun. I asked P what do you think happened to the runners when the hounds caught up with them as the article didn't say, perhaps lick them to death? He didn't know but he said he wouldn't be at all
surprised if some hot-blooded riders got carried away by it all and had
ideas of their own for the exhausted 'foxes'. I felt a hint of dampness at the thought of sweating flesh, whips and
saddles. "Where do you think they advertise for the runners?" I asked
with a wink.
"Why, you thinking of taking up jogging again?" he replied. "Forget it, I would imagine there are plenty of volunteers."
There probably are, I thought, and no more was said but I made a mental
note to dig out my old jodhpurs sometime to see if I could still slither
into them.
Stay safe.
Ronnie
xx
5 comments:
LoL Ronnie, well it's much better than hunting foxes, which I hate, but really? LoL
Hugs
Roz
LOL love it... you should post pics of you in your jodhpurs (grinning)
Love it. Always wonderful to have kinky thoughts.
bottoms up
Red
If you come across a hunt club with women on the horse i would love to be one of the hunted.
Such a strenuous task for the "foxes". Here we have drag hunts, where the fox is a piece of sacking dipped in something odoriferous, and hounds follow that scent.
Hugs,
Hermione
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