When she had relaxed but for the effort of remaining still, he brought her head back around, water again put to her lips for her to drink. Whimpering... she pulled back from the water only to have him urge her to drink more. That grin of his still in place, he sat back again when she finished. But for his feet on her, he didn't touch her, not giving her any further distractions from the need he knew would be all consuming soon enough. The first squirm of discomfort was met with the sting of. The man just stood there, blocking the doorway. It stopped Ralph in his tracks. Then the man did something incredible and opened his zipper and pulled out his cock.Behind him, he heard Miriam say a word and internally he wanted to panic even worse, but outside Ralph dropped to his knees and grasped the cock and pulled it to his mouth.“If you hadn’t given me that small demonstration months back, I would have never believed it.” Said Ralph’s wife. “He’s actually doing it.”Miriam smiled, knowing. Liz wants to talk to you," she said.The bad feeling I'd had before returned as I slid out of the saddle and handed her my reins. Why would Liz want to talk to me now, when she obviously had something else going on? As soon as my big feet hit the ground, Liz's assistant Lucy materialized and led me to a set of steps leading onto the stage from the rear. Liz was standing on the bottom step waiting for me. I bowed as gracefully as a lumbering oaf of my size is capable, and she rewarded me with a. Plus they had bars across the top. The bottom four feet of the walls were wood. Then steel bars extended upward another six feet to a wooden rail that held the steel bars that formed the roof. All of this ensured that she would not be able to climb her way to freedom. “Why would they have bars on the ceiling?” she wondered. Horses don’t need them.It was daylight the next time she saw her captors. She had spent a miserable night trying to get comfortable on the little straw bed that she had.