I adjusted myself so that it went down my throat. There it was the seven-inch mark that I always stopped at as it entered my throat and pushed passed ...he eight-inch where I pushed him off last time, four more inches to go. I didn't know how Brittany did it.My hands gripped the covers as he pushed it deeper, his hand on my throat, feeling his dick bulge out the skin around my neck. 'Relax,' I thought to myself, remembering what Brittany said 'Let it happen,' I thought, she had told me other. At first, I would just stand and stare, thinking about all my unanswered questions, then returning to my bed before I got to depressed. Then, as I slowly inched toward the pond, I slowly lost my girlish phobias about bugs and dirt, and just sat down, right in the middle. I felt at peace there. I could sort out my thoughts. I was never afraid of some gang coming to rape me, or someone reporting a strange girl in the middle of an empty pond. I certainly wasn’t afraid of drowning. One day, as I. But being your Mistress is a really big deal! Hell, I am submissive to my husband! But what happened tonight was so natural for us both. You don’t know anything about me, really. And I don’t know much about you except how to make you cum.” “I know, Miss, but tell me this doesn’t feel really strong, and just so right… I dare you!” Gracie chuckled. “I can’t, baby, you’re right. So, tell me why you want a Mistress and why me? I need to know what you’re feeling, and what you’re thinking.” “I. ? She giggled alittle, when she first saw the harness, and then gave a muted gasp of pleasureas the dildo was inserted, then a small squeal as the anal plug was likewiseinserted.? As the straps were fasteneddown, Kristy was told to put on the white stockings, signifying her traineestatus.? Once the stockings were on,Kristy put on the hoof boots, and the trainer laced them up tight, making themone with her foot.? Kristy teetered onthem for a minute, and then she settled down.?To her, it was like.