When the judge rang her bell, I entered the arena and trotted the horse up the centre line, before turning left round the arena. Immediately I saw hi... standing at the side of the arena watching my performance intently. Almost in defiance, and despite some primeval urge to respond to his presence, I decided to totally ignore him and concentrate entirely on the dressage test, riding what I thought was a rather good test. At the end, after bringing the horse to a halt in front of the judge and. “Honey? Between your cocksucking skills, and the bare cutie right over there, I’m gonna have a short trigger.”Kathy drew off of me, and giggled. “Ya think? How could you think that you’d last any time at all with two naked lovelies, one for you to admire, one to drink your man juice? You just admire your daughter, and your little black girl will guzzle the benefits of your excitement.” She turned to Sandy. “Girl, you are pretty, pretty, pretty! I know your father likes what he sees, as he’s as. An opportunity to experience your fantasies.You call yourself ET, Earl the Troll. You are now a real troll. Youfantasize about dominatrices. I am far more dominant than any humandominatrix could ever be. You also have more perverse fantasies." Please, let me go. I'll leave the fairies alone. I'll just go back tobeing plain old Earl. Please, don't hurt me!" Silence! You are my slave, earl the troll! You have no say in what goeson in my realm! I am Demonatrix. Goddess Demonatrix! Is that. Somehow Mrs Lacey and my Auntie Ann had been melded into one person.And perhaps Mrs Lacey's niece was really her nephew, who was even nowdressed in bra and knickers and stockings...By this time my right hand was grasping a huge tent-pole in my knickersand I realised that I was about to climax. I didn't want to make a messin the room I had spent all day cleaning. The only receptacle availablewas the glass containing the rest of my drink. I managed to get most ofthe load in the glass. The rest.