jerking back into the perfect posture
teats and aureoles burning from the slap
snorting and whimpering for a moment
grabs my crop
goes out in the hall heading to its stall
noticing a new pony
and walking over to the stall
waving a hand absently
Oh, maybe a shoulder rub
eyes still on Kitara and her friend
room myguest
That time we turned beavers into paratroopers...
delayed
Awesome!
cheeks pink at the truth of her words
Really? You had no idea you’d end up naked with her?
Hmmm, how good were you in statistics, specifically the calculation of probabilities?
seeing a slight relaxation of your shoulderssnapping the tip of the crop into each nipple
Hey! Attention!
Procrastinating
speeding up further but staying at a trot
feeling Your crop
not too painful, just demanding
keeping pace and posture
ready to change to a canter or back to a prancing step on Your command
hard to believe...slut like youok so where do you usually go when you find somebody to make you her bitch?
Hello Eyes
head lifting from the trough at the sound of footsteps, jaw working on the feed
Sliding in the side door
Pointing to mine *S*
watching you staring at Kitara, smiling
…. Like a little kid staring at the out-of-reach cookie char in the top shelf…
unaware of its Owner watching as it works up a sheen of sweat on its bare skin
taunt muscles and tendons visible under the skin as they work