’ As she finished she cut the string and both women, taken by surprise, screamed and fell forwards holding their pussies as they rubbed the pain awa.... ‘These two have played this game before many times. Both are pain sluts. As they rub the pain away each time, they each become hornier. So this time I’ll let either of them call ‘Cut’ and see how far they are prepared to go.’ Dana smiled broadly at Becks and Trudi, knowing that this game of chicken was right up their alley but at the same time. I would move the necessary pieces onto the chessboard for the greatest game of all.“Good evening, Your Grace. I wish to offer my condolences upon the passing of King Stannis, your father. You are now Queen, are you not? Tell me, Your Grace, what will you do now? You still have your father’s army, his Hand, his gold, and his claim. What will you do now, dear little Queen? March on to Winterfell, where you will be welcomed by Lord Rickon Stark and his sister, Lady Sansa Stark. Yes, they are both. One more, followed by another. A brief feeling of an expanding mushroom at the head of his cock and then a flood of cum filling me up and poring out as his cock almost immediately pulled out.I didn’t cum at all. My cunt, that was naturally big, felt like a cavern. The sperm the donkey had erupted into me was running out of me like a stream. I could hear it splashing on the ground.THE HORSEI wasn’t asked if I was ok as the director was looking for realism. They showed me the horse. This was a. " Oh, Mr. E!" she wailed. "Please, don't call my daddy. He'd be so disappointed in me. I'll do anything, accept any punishment, just don't call Daddy!" Anything?" I rejoined. This could be fun. "It will involve a paddle, a 'board of education', if you will." Oh, anything, just don't call Daddy, please," she was really pleading now. I expected her to go to her knees any minute."All right," I said. "I won't call your father. We'll make the punishment fit the crime. You wait here, and we'll take.