I’m too far gone.”Alex inserted another finger. I was rock hard.“Keep going.”“On the plane, I went to the bathroom and played with myself. I...didn’t cum. I wanted you to give me an orgasm. When I got to your room, I took one of your shirts and used it to masturbate. Once again, I didn’t cum. My nipples are hard as steel right now. I want you to ravish my body all night long. I don’t care about anything else. I can barely concentrate on talking, I just want your dick. PLEASE, can I have. As soon as she had that right, he placed her in thigh-high leather boots that had no heels and looked very much like hooves at the bottom. Again, Master kept her running in them until with practice her initial tottering had returned to her graceful gait. Finally she was fitted with a leather head harness, a bit and reins, and made to trot in them til she completely forgot about their intrusion on her head.Master Peter smiled to himself, his long training whip urging his now well-trained pony. He frowned at her. He remembered he was trying to talk to her like she was an adult.“You don’t have a lot of time left,” he said. “I don’t think experiencing ... things ... while you still can, I mean ... I just don’t think it’s a bad thing.” He realized he had been too vague, and went on. “Okay, I don’t have a daughter, but if I did, I’d want her to wait to ... do things like that.” She started to say something, but he cut her off. “That’s not because it’s a bad thing to do. It’s because it. As we started the clean up there had been a few artists, 'I was told I needed to be more politically correct' along the fence when we arrived but they had quickly gathered their things and left.The Gator had just returned and we were stacking more in the dump body when a new group started our way.Now there were several different ones headed back. The original group had been a mix of men and women. This group was all men and larger, and definitely not the same nationality as those that left..