The stallion in the stall next to us was leaking his juice all over the stall. Wild. What we did not see or know at the time was my one year older bro...her was watching the whole time.Joe, the nieghbor boy, and I fucked every chance we had. We fucked in both my barns. We fucked in his big barn hay loft. We fucked in the woods off the road between our houses. We fucked almost everyday.Every time we did it, it was multiple times meaning we smelled like his come all the time. My dog, a cow dog. "Perhaps you aren't a bad girl at all," he said disapprovingly. Then he began to spank her again. Harder. The slaps fell in a slow, painful rhythm. Slap. Slap. Slap. Tears stung her eyes. She felt dizzy, and the slaps loosened her grip on her anger, broke it. She surrendered herself to the spanking, and as she did she felt how the force of each slap reached her clit, which was pressed against his thigh. Her buttocks was burning and tingling, but her clit was buzzing and on fire. He stopped. “Good, I’d have been disappointed if you’dsaid yes.” Jasmine said as she dimmed all the lights inthe room except for the track lights around the bed.“You said you wanted to have someone else be intotal control. Well this is just part of it. Before westart, let me just tell you that I’m not into pain orinjury or anything like that. The real essence ofdomination is psychological, the cuffs are just a littlereminder that you are no longer in control of. She asked if he had told me her fantasies about young black men. I told her no but I would love to help her fulfill them as I took her hand and placed it on my cock, then took her in my arms and kissed her. By the time Jim had returned with the drinks. I was in between her legs slipping her panties off and she was unfastening my belt and sliding my pants down. I saw her eyes get big as my cock popped out and she slid my pants and underwear down and I stepped out of them. I heard Jim asking in.