It's not that. Can't you sense it? Banish is not imploding anymore, it's growing. At this rate, it will consume the entire Vanity Meadows.You must be ...oking!I'm not, and if you value your life, help me control it.Despite the bright glare, I raised both hands and attempted to control the spell that seemed to be growing exponentially. I opened Wedjat to help me control Banish better, but I immediately knew it was pointless."Everyone! Get out of here!" I cried, hoping that I would be strong enough. Once per month Madame L displayed her stock of horses to the other female plantation owners for possible sale or to be rented for short periods. On these days the horses were tethered by their reins side by side to a long hitching post. On this day was the first time that X53211 would be displayed. She was tethered to the post by her tit-chains. The prospective buyers strolled about stroking the horses in various places, feeling their muscles, inspecting their teeth, etc. When they came to. Everyone noticed this as soon as she did it, not least Mike, who took advantage by sliding his hand down over her crotch. He met no resistance whatsoever, and began a slow rubbing of Sue’s pudenda. She didn’t just stay passive while he ran the palm of his hand between her legs, but began to respond by moving in time to him, opening and closing her legs and breathing heavily as if on the point of orgasm. Mike had one arm across her chest, fondling her bra, while the other worked away on Sue’s. “Yes, yes, of course it’s photography. No big deal. It’s just photography with a particular theme. You’ve enjoyed today up until now, haven’t you?”His voice was soothing, hypnotic. Slowly she nodded yes. It was true. She had to admit that she had fun.“And you’ve enjoyed talking to me, haven’t you?”Another nod, more enthusiastic than Sally intended.“And you’ve enjoyed my touching you, haven’t you?” he asked, running his warm dry hand over her exposed inner thigh. The tingle ran up her leg.