“I won’t pose you,” he said. “You do what you want and I’ll try to get some good shots.”“Okay,” I said and then turned to Dusty. We st...od there, awkwardly, figuring how to begin. The artist saw this.“Hmmm, how about we start with a couple poses after all? Then, well see how it goes,” he said.“Good idea,” Dusty said. His cock was limp.“Lie on your back,” the artist said to Dusty. “Jana, sit on his chest and lean back on your arms.” He took a shot.“Stay as you are, Dusty. Jana, get up, turn. This was not the full extent of their restraints for they each wore two leather pony hobbles one at the ankles and another above the knee, secured with padlocks. Also, I noticed, their arms appeared secured behind them and they were held firmly against a sturdy vertical post in front of them by a link connected to their bridles that can’t have been more than a few inches long. I wasn’t exactly shocked as I’d seen human ponies before, but there was something about this scene, something harsher. " That made him sit up and pay attention, he still couldn't see but he could imagine the brown and yellow sticky mess he had become. Just what would his hair look like? David heard something metallic drop to the floor and an instant later hands were rubbing something soft and jelly-ish around his face, his head held securely with bits going up his nose and into his mouth, then into his hair, ears and around his neck. "Pah, pfft!" He began, as the hands left his head, only to feel the so far. Do you want your phone?”“Hi, Unc,” she said cheerily. She thought for a minute and said, “No, I like your idea, plus it gives me a chance to be out-of-touch for two days. You can over-communicate, if you know what I mean. I want to play for two days. I don’t even have classes on Monday, so this’ll be great.”I laughed, “Yes, I do know about over-communication.”Kat asked, “Is it true that you didn’t know my aunt when you proposed to her?”I nodded, “Yep. It was a bet, but I had nothing to lose..