Every door was closed. There were no Fillies in the hall. I was about fifteen yards down the hallway, with lots of my sisters in front of and behind m..., when the doors snapped open as if on cue. The Fillies were all over us. Every Filly was wearing a red bandana. They punched us, slapped us, tripped us up, and yanked our hair. The few who knew karate or boxing used them. Some hard metal object struck me in the side, knocking me to the ground. I was on my feet in time to see that same aluminum. Their design was that of a stylised pony-girl's boots, the high heels shaping her already firm thighs and adding to the allure of her perfect ass. The waist chain was next, the wide band of interlocking links forming a secure yet flexible band across her toned belly, shaped to follow the curve of her hips, the attachment rings perfectly placed front and back as well as over each hip. The matching collar circled her neck, a slight adjustment all that was necessary to ensure a snug fit, whilst. But she seemed all flushed and maintained eye contact as she said, "I'm sorry, and I will do ANYTHING to make it better for you, anything at all."I mean, how would you take that?I assured her that everything would be okay, and thought nothing more about it. That is not until I got home that night. Then I told Cheryl about Young-ju's flirting.All my wife said was, "Well that little whore, I knew she had the hots for you."I started to protest, but she shut me up with her next words."Honey, I. I'll hold off discussionsabout your issue David. I don't think that you'll attempt havingintercourse, so it shouldn't be an immediate problem." Thank you," I said feeling a bit better."The interconnecting door will be unsealed during breakfast tomorrowmorning. I'll see you at eleven on Friday to see how things are going. Ifyou have any issues before our meeting I expect to see you straight away.Now run along and enjoy the rest of the day." Yes Rachel," we said with enthusiasm as we rushed out,.
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