»You're in charge of her, Tad - we go and make dinner, we will deal with her later!«, Wolf decided, and then we were left alone. And as longer as I ...ooked at her the more beautiful she grew, and when her anger finally subsided her grim face relaxed. »Can you talk?«, I asked the girl and she nodded. »Do you have a name?«, and she nodded again. »Are you thirsty?« she shook her head. »Would you like me to dress you up again?«, and there finally was the smile, and it stabbed me right in the heart!. [I was thinking it would be you only, sexy babe.]She: I wish that time would come very soon.Me: [If you say yes we can have chat sex now itself, I told in my mind.] I am waiting for it. My turn. What all are you wearing right now?She: OMG. What kind of questions you are asking. Ok, anyways, since I am alone, I am wearing a big gown.Me: I asked what all.She: You naughty. I told it na. A gown.Me: Nothing else inside?She: Nope. [Smiling inside].Me: [OMG. What a sexy moment!] I liked your honesty.. On horseback?”“I confirm, on horseback.”“We’ll have fresh coffee waiting for you. Grandstand, out.”I started putting the radio away, removing the batteries, and stowing the antenna. Emily looked at me peculiarly.“It looks like you have a question.”“Yep. Horseback? Really?”“Yep. He now understands that we are walking. The ‘horse’ in question is an old turn of phrase, that I first encountered when I worked with alumni of the infantry, who walked everywhere. They called it ‘riding Shank’s mare’,. I groaned again, his humiliating remark of not letting me cum until he disciplined me.There was a strange yet wondrous feeling about sex, debasement, domineering and submission, I was submitting to this mans sexual fantasies, but deriving sexual pleasure from it.It sounded louder than the pain I felt, his open-handed smack on my buttocks, it left a warm glowing feeling that mingled and mixed with the pleasure he was administering on my open pussy, I groaned, and in doing so I began to wonder if.