Then he began to ask for pictures. He wanted proof that I was obeying his commands. I sent everything he asked for. I was careful never to show my fac..., but I sent the pictures he requested: Me with three fingers up my cunt. Me drinking a bowl of my own piss. Me sucking my butt plug clean. Me practicing my deepthroat training with my largest dildo. Me with a clothes pin on my clit. Me with clothes pins on my udders and FUCK PIG written across my chest in big letters with red lipstick. Then one. Or more likely, we all thought about it for a moment and then stopped. Things were really, really wrong.We could only estimate the size of the group that had stopped for the night since there were guards on each side of the camp. We were on the western side, high up on the hills, hidden from view. Our Luna and the smaller horses were tied to the trees down on the trail.““We need to warn the others, as soon as possible.””Leilatha spoke in a low voice even though we were far enough from the group. My hand stroking up and down your cock through your pants. I spread my legs allowing more of your touch. I open my eyes to see you looking at me as the sun sets behind me. You take my hands and bring them to your neck. Drawing my legs around your waist, you pick me up and carry me to shore. As you walk along I kiss your cheeks, playfully biting your lip, you say ‘ouch’ I lick it to make it all better. You place me on the blanket on the sandy beach. I sit watching you as you take your shirt. " Well, it might. 'Hot Holes and Big Poles'. Doesn't leave much to the imagination, does it?" It's the one the video man recommended." That's fine, Chel, but did you have to ask him for the dirtiest video he had?" I believe in starting at the top." No doubt something your boyfriends would know." Did you say something, Rhonda?" Nothing. What are you doing in there?"'Getting changed. Get some glasses and open the wine. I'll be with you in a second." God, Chel, where'd you get that?" Oh, I've had.