Before he took her virginity, Master Peter personally tattooed her all over her body, culminating in the one on her abdomen permanently declaring her ...Slave of Peter". She looked very different - even her mother would not recognize her from a short distance.She was put on a serious daily conditioning regimen under the whip, running, high stepping, and trotting for ten hours a day. That and a special pony diet, all were very effective in perfecting her ponygirl form.Her subjugation continued and. One of her hands pressing against his back and keeping him close. They kissed and she slid his hand inside her panties. When he felt how wet she was, Andrew decided to just go along with anything she wanted, it was obviously turning her on and he knew he’d definitely end up fucking her. He gently rubbed her clit, whilst her hands felt him all over, stroking his stocking covered legs and playing with his bra straps. When her hand gripped his long hair and pulled him to her nipple, he just moved. He stopped and whispered in my ear, “I am going to fuck you now, hope you’re ready.” All I could do is whimper my excitement taking my voice away.Malcolm ordered me to lay belly down on the bed as he stood up, I watched him go to the dressing table he got some baby oil and splashed it into his hands and worked it over his hard cock, returning to the bed he let some oil run into the vale between may buttocks, he then rubbed his hand over my bum and the his oily finger massaged my star shaped. It was vile stuff, but after the first few glasses it went down easier. The next morning, I felt like some licorice demon had spent the night in my mouth. It took me most of a sweaty day on my own, just me and my soccer ball, to finally get that shit out of my system.Late Wednesday afternoon, I was packing my bag for my trip. The telephone rang and Stephen answered it."Yeah?" Pause, and then: "Yeah, he's here." Another pause. "Yeah. Do something, will ya?"I deduced either the call was for me or.