But her “strategic” spots were covered enough, so she could attend a place like Rockbar and of course attract everyone’s attention. Her outfit w...s completed by a pair of strappy sandals on twelve centimetre high stiletto heels. Casey’s hair was falling loosely on her shoulders as was her custom.Most importantly both the dress and the heels were a present which Casey had once received from Mave.The celebrant was looking equally glamorous but more conservative, the man opted for something less. I grabbed a set from her drawer, but a glimpse of her underwear set my mind off again. 'This is ridiculous!' I thought. 'I can't keep thinking about her like that.' My conscience settled with itself at last, and I decided to just get her into pajamas and go to bed myself. I removed her pants and replaced them without temptation, but knew a battle with conscious ethics would take place with her top. I was determined to resist though, and got her pajama tops out. Then I carefully unbuttoned her. Not that I needed an excuse, but Liz will think that her anger prompted her punishment. That was sweet.I quickly pinched her nose and reinserted the gag. I again put the air in the gag, even more than before. There was extreme pressure on her jaws. I said in a very cheerful voice, ?That is a very good idea, Liz; I will have you fuck my horses. I have four horses on my estate, and you will beg to fuck each one, but you are not ready for that yet. But don’t worry; my horses will wait for you.?. He went into me even further. He pulled my hair back hard and I cried out."Dang! Easy on the hair!" I said. I felt him slap my butt hard. He slapped it again as he thrust over and over into me. He pushed into me one last time cumming deep inside of me. He pulled out, slapped my butt hard once more, and collapsed beside me."Damn, Lynn, you wore me out," Byron said pulling me into his arms and both of us fell asleep.The next morning I woke up and saw a note by the bed.Lynn,Went to get a few.