He even had me in a spread pose at one point. I admit I had fun, especially when I thought about him masturbating to the pictures.When he was done I ...ade him promise not to show the pictures to anyone else and he agreed. I bent over to pick up my panties and Tim came behind me and grabbed my ass. He asked me how much. I stopped, still bent over, and asked what he meant. He asked again how much to cum in me. I was stunned, and blurted out a number. I was more surprised when he agreed to. Intellectually I knew that professional ponygirls had no arms but its was hard admitting to myself that it had beendone to me. There was no going back now. Without arms and hands therewas no way to escape and no place to escape to. Forever more I wouldneed stable hands to take care of me. From now on I would be required tosleep standing up held vertical by dangling ceiling chains attached tometal loops where my arms used to be.A tail was swishing from side to side behind me. Not a fake one. He was the reason I was in this fix. Rodney was a real religious person. He came from a true believer's family existence and often carried a Bible with him even on dates. Sometimes when I was giving him a blowjob he would read from it and that struck me as real strange. We managed to "cleave" to each other a few times but he always insisted that we be fully clothed and that the lights were all turned off. He insisted that I not "fiddle around or move in any way" when he was doing it to me so I. I think I have nice legs, for a dude. Blouses are hit-and-miss also. They really aren't made for guys. Surprise surprise. But after a few misses' sizes, I have a nice collection.Bras are something I just recently got into. Again, they are not for men so it's also hit-and-miss. My first bra was not very sexy but it was so exciting looking at them at Walmart knowing I'd be wearing this. I had a raging hard-on the whole time. I wasn't very happy with the way the first one looked on me so I decided.