11-30-2008, 10:25 AM
Lillia did as instructed, moaning even louder now that she felt hands massaging her breasts. "Th-Thank you master!" She moaned as her wet pussy came down over and over again on his hard meat.
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Eventually, Mike had enough and she seemed to have gotten the hang of walking, so he stopped her and let her off. "Now my beautiful little Filly, I will show you what your future may or may not hold." He smiled though she could not see it as he moved her towards the dirty old shack. "There are only to lives that a Pony can lead." He explained, leading her by her bound hands that were still kept tightly held behind her back. "One is the life of a draft pony. Its a hard life, one with little rewards and lots of work. Draft ponies toil all day at the wheel, and then are put to bed here." He opened the door to reveal a shocking and disturbing sight. The walls were laid heavy with chains and tools of bondage and in the back was a large X with straps for her arms. The ground was covered un rough looking hay and there were some tufts there as well, one full of water, the other full of some kind of a oaty gruel. "And since draft Ponies are so common, no one really cares about draft ponies at all. Does this seem like a good life to you? Stomp once for yes and twice for no." He said, whispering into her ear and nibbling on it.
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Eventually, Mike had enough and she seemed to have gotten the hang of walking, so he stopped her and let her off. "Now my beautiful little Filly, I will show you what your future may or may not hold." He smiled though she could not see it as he moved her towards the dirty old shack. "There are only to lives that a Pony can lead." He explained, leading her by her bound hands that were still kept tightly held behind her back. "One is the life of a draft pony. Its a hard life, one with little rewards and lots of work. Draft ponies toil all day at the wheel, and then are put to bed here." He opened the door to reveal a shocking and disturbing sight. The walls were laid heavy with chains and tools of bondage and in the back was a large X with straps for her arms. The ground was covered un rough looking hay and there were some tufts there as well, one full of water, the other full of some kind of a oaty gruel. "And since draft Ponies are so common, no one really cares about draft ponies at all. Does this seem like a good life to you? Stomp once for yes and twice for no." He said, whispering into her ear and nibbling on it.
