1. Firestorm Part 1


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

    the other sights in this bizarre mansion. She had petted Mrs. Stevenson's "puppy", Bobbi. She had been adorable in her dalmatian suit complete with paws and a muzzle that attached below the hood with it's little doggie ears. Bobbi had enjoyed herself as she rolled over onto her back to have her tummy rubbed. Marie, however, had been more interested in the piercings that decorated the pup's pussy lips and clit. The bells on her nipples had jingled softly as she examined the tiny silver rings. Before they had returned, however, Cassie had led her out to the barn to see the cows. Marie had to admit she was turned on by the sight of the three women painted white with black spots, their breasts hooked up to the same type of milking machines used on real cows, forcing their breast milk to be sucked into the waiting collection jugs. Now she was sitting at the small table in the kitchen which she had asked to eat at instead of being served in the dining room with it's rather intimidatingly huge banquet table. As Cassandra set a bowl of salad and a small piece of steak before her, Marie gently gripped her wrist before she walked away. "Cassie, would you eat with me, please?" "Yes, Miss," the girl said with a warm smile. "And please call me Marie, would you?" As she sat across from her, she found the adolescent maid staring at her wide-eyed and strangely pale. "What's wrong?" "I can't call you by your name, Miss." "Why not?" she asked extremely confused. "Ma'am will punish me if I ...
    do!" "What do you mean, she'll punish you? Just for calling me by my name?" The girl only nodded and looked down at the tabletop. Marie reached out and lightly touched her shaking shoulder with one hand and raised her chin with the other. "It's okay, Cassie. I don't want you to get punished cause of me." "Thank you, Miss," she said quietly with a small smile touching the corner of her mouth. Marie smiled back at her and went back to the meal she had fixed her. "So tell me more about things here." "What do you wish to know, Miss?" "Well, tell me about those two, err, ponies." "Biscuit and Cinnamon." "Yeah, them," she said trying to hide her desperate interest in them. "They have belonged to Ma'am for several years now. I remember when I was little they used to let me ride in the cart sometimes as long as someone went with me to control them. I loved those rides." "Are they always kept like that?" "What do you mean, Miss?" "Well, don't they go to work, or see their families or something?" At that, Cassandra dropped her fork and burst into hysterical laughter. After a few minutes, she managed to regain herself and looked again into the wide eyes of Marie, who was staring dumbfounded at her. "They aren't people, Miss. They're just ponies. They don't have jobs or families. That's just silly," she said with another giggle. Marie continued to stare at her dumbly. "You mean they never get a break from the fun and games here? They never get to be people again?" "No, none of us do." At ...
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