I immediately open my mouth so Katie may insert the seven inch bit. Once in place I bite down and Katie leads me by the reins to the side of the cabin... Tying the reins to the post, she goes and turns on the hose and rinses the sand from my foot. Taking a towel, Katie dries my foot and slips on my boot. She moves to my other foot, rinses the sand from it, dries the foot with the towel and slips on the other boot.Looking at me, Katie asks, “Are you ready, Freckles?”“Neigh, neigh,” I reply, moving. You hear me rummaging around again and then you feel the alcohol again being wiped over your nipples. Silence falls, you hold your breath and then comes the sensation. You cannot see but you can feel and imagine as the enormous hooked needle is shoved through your nipple. You can feel the thread being pulled through after it. A moment passes and it happens again, to the same nipple. The second piercing comes at a 90degree angle from the first so now there is an x of waxed thread running through. I couldn’t help but wonder, of all things, what she tasted like between her thighs. Unintentionally or not, she aimed the table jets right where I was feeling my lust. The matron soon had me on the edge of a water-induced orgasm, as it seemed that she purposely brought the water jet closer to my clit.She whispered in my ear, “You seem to be enjoying this way too much. That’s sinful. You will need to be punished.”I certainly didn’t deny my enjoyment, nor did I want to. I got the wild idea that. Her straight black hair glowed as it spread around her still firm tits, with their tiny, hard dark tips, her slim but curvaceous torso with its small triangle of kinky fur between her long legs. She had felt as though she was preparing for a seduction, and the prospect excited her in a way she hadn't felt for years. Her maid had laid out cream undergarments, but instead she slipped on the tan sheath without another stitch. She felt so lewd, so sexy, staring at her body outlined in the silky.