Even moreworrying were the pony-girls. They at least stood upright in stalls butwore calf length boots that looked like horses legs. No heels, but the...stood on tip-toe wearing horses hooves. They wore tight fitting bodyharnesses and halters. Their mouths contained metal bits that stretchedtheir lips into a false smile. They too wore tails. What madhouse was Iin? I may be an Ancilla but had not expected to be treated as an animal.Backed into a vacant cage I was left to reflect on my. Maybe I didn't support him enough. There was also the time when I really wanted a second c***d, preferably a son this time, but he didn't. I believed wrongly that he could change his mind. So, I lied about being on birth control. After I became pregnant again, he didn't take the whole situation too well initially, but he never once demanded for an abortion of some sort. I thought we reconciled our differences; however, after my son was born, I discovered that he was cheating! The first hint was. But this seemed to drive the boys over the edge. I felt a strong set of hands on my arms and felt myself get lifted by the two black boys and they wanted to take it to my bedroom. I didn't care, I turned to go with them. But Lydia grabbed me and pulled me close to kiss before one last time and said right to my face. "I love you, Tanya." I was gob smacked, but I was also being dragged to my room by two black studs. Once upstairs, I ushered them to the bathroom, saying I wouldn't have to clean up. She lay down on her soft bed and felt the luxuriant fabric cool against her warm skin. Her hands were already running over her warm soft skin, running slowly down her neck, fluttering over her supple breasts- the sensation causing her nipples to harden, down to her soft tummy, over her sides to her hips, to the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. She concentrated on the sensation of the sheets and the touch of her hands on her skin and felt the arousal in her body rising, her breath becoming.