The central part of each breast was covered by a black metal cup, bullet shaped, which seemed firmly attached, but it was not evident how. I thought...of glue, or perhaps a vacuum holding the cup against the breast. Benito said it was possible they were mechanically attached, as with nails driven into the breast tissue. I shuddered to think of it. There was a buggy whip in a socket next to the seat, but there was no need to use it. The ponies, muscular, sun tanned, were well trained, and . Eliza has showered and removed her make-up. Wearing a white towelling robe and looking a lot younger than she actually is. As she speaks we realise that she is isn’t the sharpest tool in the shed.Tell us about your fantasies...“I don’t really have fantasies, really.” She says, almost as if she’s trying to figure out what the word ‘fantasy’ means. “I just see filthy things and I want to try them.” Cut to another thought, “I tried to suck a dog at a party once, but he wasn’t interested, so I. Chris and I were transfixed. Rooted to the spot. I looked at him and he looked back at me with his mouth open. I didn’t know what to say or do. This was a great scene, but I hadn’t made it happen. The women were apparently on auto-pilot. Was this just a natural inclination taking over? Nether of them had ever initiated anything while in a trance before. They had always just stayed put wherever they were until ordered to do something. I was perplexed. But also hugely enjoying what they were. I directly asked her, “Wanna have fun?” She replied, “That’s what I am here for.” I wanted to kiss her immediately but controlled. I took her to a nearby flat which belongs to my friend. As we entered the flat we started kissing. She responded with the same intensity.I could understand her thirst for sex. I held her against the wall facing me. I wildly started kissing her on her neck region. While both my hands were exploring her boobs. She started moaning and removing my shirt. By then I.