Amy was in a too-small bra that her large breasts easily poked through and wore an eleven-inch pink strap-on. I would’ve asked why the dildo was pin..., but I was too busy choking on a gag with my hands handcuffed behind my back. All I could manage in the way of conversation were pathetic grunts. ‘Now are you my dirty bitch?’ Amy asked. I grunted and nodded my head furiously. Amy then proceeded to turn me around and ram the dildo into tight pink pussy. ‘Mmmmmh!’ I grunted. Then she also started. Before using that needle sharp claw to pierce one of Hooves thick nipples, mixing the Zebracorn's bright crimson blood with that silvery pre-cum. And then using that mixture like ink to draw a spidery rune on Hooves muzzle, magic flared and the myth suddenly found his muzzle gaping open. And unable to close, his eyes widen as he realized his mouth was now defenseless against any intrusion. "AHAHP." He protested, understanding that he couldn't keep his mouth safe anymore, his eyes rolling. ” Steph picked herself up and helped her brother up from the ground. “Oh where are my manners, Amanda this is my brother Ianto. Commonly known as Nate. Nate this is my best friend and roommate Amanda Parker.” Nate still laughing brushed himself off and stuck out his hand towards Amanda, “Pleased I’m sure. Anyone that can handle my little sis here is a friend indeed. I feel sorry for you though.” He continued to chuckle as Steph quickly punched him in the side before Amanda could. "If we don't get out of here now, we'll be late and someone will be mad at us!"About 11:00 that morning, Marg called on the intercom and asked Diana to come into her office. Diana entered and closed the door behind her. Her mistress was sitting on the couch with a gray haired, very distinguished looking gentleman. He appeared to be in his late forties. They were talking business and Diana stood waiting."Oh Mike here she is," he looked at her critically, motioning for her to turn around. She was.