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Firestorm Part 1

Date: 10/29/2014, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: sir-jeff, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

desperately. It was fairly obvious what the flushed pony wanted. He only smiled up at her and continued his work cleaning off her sweat and other moisture. "Why the chastity belts?" Marie asked, a little choked and hoping Raymond would give the horny b**st what she wanted. "Well, without them they tend to rut around with each other as well as rub up against anything they can. So it was decided to lock them up so we can direct that energy as we see fit." He laughed loudly as he moved on to Cinnamon without satisfying the aching Biscuit. "Trust me, before we had them belted twenty four seven, they didn't have NEARLY this much energy or stamina. It was the best thing we ever done for them." Marie wasn't sure if she was more horrified about all this or more aroused. "So you don't let them have sex at all?" "Well, Mrs. Stevenson might wanna breed them one day, but until then no." Looking over his shoulder at her, with a twinkle in his eye he said, "But that doesn't mean they don't get to get off every now and then." As he stood up from cleaning the ebony skinned pony, Raymond lead them both over to a water trough and removed their bits to allow them to drink. Cinnamon seemed content to bend at the waist and drink slowly, while Biscuit collapsed in frustration and dunked her head into the trough. "That'll cool her down a bit," he chuckled. "So how do they, um, 'get off' as you said if they're locked in the belts all the time?" She couldn't believe she was asking this! She couldn't ... believe this was happening! It was like some strange wet dream she had never know herself to have, yet she knew it was real. "Well, every now and then, not too often, Mrs. Stevenson will take them out for a run and take the keys with her. I'm not exactly sure what she does with them, but at least one of them comes back with a BIG smile and more exhausted than the other!" He laughed boisterously again while Cassie giggled and Marie stared at the two ponies. "You see, she recently took them out again with the keys to their belts and Cinnamon came back with a smile and Biscuit with a few crop marks on her ass. I believe that is why she's been so frisky lately." He seemed to think of something as he nodded his head looking at the pair. "Yeah she's been acting up lately. Probably upset. I'll have to work it out of her though, before Mrs. Stevenson decides to whip her into shape herself." The pair were moving around again. They seemed not restless so much as stretching so they didn't cramp. Marie gazed at their moist thighs and couldn't tell if the shine she was seeing was sweat or something thicker. She also didn't care if Raymond saw the stains on her dress or the seat any more. Cassandra was serving lunch. Marie stared fixedly at her short bobbed hair, but what she was really seeing was the elegant mane of Biscuit bouncing around as she pulled the cart along with Cinnamon. She couldn't seem to help herself. Everywhere she looked she saw the pair. Even as Cassandra had showed her ...