Umghhhhhhhh…” she moaned, desperately wishing that her hands were free. She was dying to reach down below and rub her soaking wet pussy. She longe... to get her fingers all wet and coated with her juices and then slide one, and then two, three and four of her fingers in deep and fuck herself to a frenzy whilst flicking her thumb over her engorged clitoris. “Oh fuck yeahhhhhhhhhhh, I’m so fucking closeeeeee… oh fuck you’re sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet” she heard that greedy slut scream as she bounced up. ”“No need for that Sue, it’s already taken care of. Would you like to eat here or at the table?”“Let’s move to the table,” she said. Her jaw dropped as she saw what I prepared. “Damn stud, eggs, home fries, bacon, fresh fruit and coffee. I think I love you!”I chuckled and said, “Lets reserve judgement until you taste it.”We filled our plates and devoured everything I prepared. She sat back, sipped her coffee and said, “That was honestly the best breakfast I ever had. Where’d you learn to. ‘She’s a little late however, I’ll just see if she’s arrived yet.’ and he punched a button on his intercom for the reception. ‘Hello Annie? Has erm…Mrs Claus arrived yet?’ he could only resist a small smile ‘Yea’ came the distorted reply, ‘She’s on her way up now’ ‘Thanks a lot.’ he answered and he switched off his voice box. Guy managed to get in a sentence straight away before his boss began talking again. ‘So what did she do before you signed her on here?’ he asked, almost expecting to hear. The sound of cloven hooves and ‘clip clop’ sounds again startled her. What was more scarey now was the sound of . . . yes, a horse strutting and snorting through his nostrils!She felt herself being strapped to an elevated V shaped table, her legs wide apart in the ‘V’. The snorting of the young stallion grew ever nearer. The sound of hooves like a spanish dancer was scary.“Please don’t do this to me,” she begged. “Relax my dear, or it will be more painful,” said a female voice.