Emily got on the bed and called for her husband. After getting no answer for a couple of minutes, she grew worried something was wrong. She left their...bedroom and kept calling after him. When she received no answer, she went downstairs and announced she was getting worried. When he finally answered and told her he was in the basement, she sighed with relief and went down there to see what he was up to.The basement was dark in areas and lighted in others. It felt creepy and cold and Emily hugged. She didn't hear themphysically but in her mind. Jeanne spoke clearly to her."I am a horse, not a dog."Andrea approached Strider and used the crop to whack him on the ass. Itstung a little bit but faded quickly."I take it that's not what you're here for." Andrea smiled as she shovedthe entire riding crop into Strider's ass with part of her fist as well.The horse shivered and hinnied, its cock twitching.Andrea pulled it back, walking to the side. She used the surprisinglyclean tip of the riding. Her green eyes pleading with me for understanding."Dora, I don't think less of you. I can tell you a few things that might make you think a lot less of me," I was messaging her arm and smiling at her as I said it.After our drinks were served, the first of many, Dora turned to me and said, "Donna, you're far too young to have done anything as awful as I have."Well, that was the start of our heart to heart. First, I told her about working a double shift as a lap dancer in Florida during spring. “Bitch, I guess you know what to do with this?” And she handed me the nasty pan with at least a cup of nasty cum in it. I looked at her with pleading eyes, but she just laughed as I put it to my lips then turned it up emptying the nasty mess into my mouth. I gagged but managed to get it all down. When I finished, she made me lick the pan then asked the man if she could use Trish in any way she wanted.“See no reason why not. Can I fuck you afterwards? I see you have a red collar on.”“I promise I.