But slowly you settle back under my gaze and look up at me a tentative little smile on your face. I smile at your reaction and cross the room. I sit o... the bed next to you and gaze down at you. I openly study your body. You search my face for some sign of my intentions towards you. You watch as my hand comes up from my side and as I lean over and begin to stroke your face. You smile but remain silent with anticipationYour breathing becomes faster as my hand begins to travel down your neck to. The saddle was a lot more effective on the horse than it had been on the chair. As the powerful brute trotted off, the dildo ground around in her cunt. Soon, the saddle was slippery with her overflowing juices, and she had come three times.But she was still horny.And she knew that if her cunt was every going to be open and wet enough to take a horse's prick, now was the time.In the same leafy glade where, the day before, she had sucked and fucked with Jake, blew the horse and fucked the ram,. We rolled again, and I was on top of her, the dildo clutched to her taut stomach. Again I tried to pry the piece free, and despite her statute, the tiny blonde was a spitfire, determined to fight tooth and nail.Neither of us wanted to lose…We rolled again, splashing piss all over the yard as I pressed her against the side. There, I managed to unwrap one finger, then the other, until I had the dildo. “No! No! NO!”Her screams came up from the wide, flailing and kicking against me, sending waves. Master had done that and much more to heras punishment, but he had never cut her off so completely.It wasn't fair! No, she shouldn't say that. Rose knew that Master did not have to be fair. Masterwas... Master. Whatever Master did was what should be done and Rose should accept that.But how could she make it up to Master if he would not speak to her. How could she do whathad to be done if he did not tell her what to do? How could she beg forgiveness if he would notlisten to her? How could.