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/>I was frozen in place. Once again, my dick-brain was bringing me shame and suffering. “Now, or I’m going to fuck a blistered ass, not just an ass. Move it,” she said. I meekly turned toward the horse. The horse resembles a vaulting horse - it has an A-frame construction and an 8” wide padded top. Half way up on each of the four legs are cradles into which rest the victims knees and elbows, so that his weight is balanced between his chest, resting on the horse and his arms and legs. There are then straps that go behind the knees and over the forearms, making it virtually inescapable. And of course the key feature is that the legs are spread and the ass and balls are completely accessible. As Mistress Anne strapped me in, she said, “You probably want to know who John is. He’s a dear friend of mine, 38 years old, and body hard as a rock, and the thickest dick I’ve ever seen. It must be 2 to 2 1/4 inches in diameter. He’s the reason my cunt is so large - between his size and his stamina, nothing else ever seems quite as good after you’ve had John. I still see him occasionally, but we both like a lot of variety, and frankly, if I hadn’t stopped fucking him so often, I was never going to enjoy anyone else.” So... Mistress Anne’s cunt wasn’t huge just from childbirth, it was John! He had stretched her to the point that she found my normal dick unsatisfying. And now Joyce was probably somewhere fucking him as we spoke! “Something else,” Mistress Anne said. “Joyce and I talked. Right now her period is during one of the weeks you come clean my house. We agreed you would come next week, and then back on a two-week cycle. That way, her period is during one of the weeks you don’t clean for me, and the two weeks you do, she isn’t out of commission. So be here again next Thursday - understand?” I was so consumed by the implications of this that I didn’t respond. WHAP. Mistress Anne had hit me as hard as show could with a paddle. “I asked you a question,” said Mistress Anne. “Yes Ma’am.” “Yes Ma’am what?” “Yes Ma’am I will come again next week.” “... Again next week why?” said Mistress Anne “So Joyce’s period...” WHAP “Yes Ma’am I will come again next week so Joyce’s period does not fall on one of my cleaning weeks.” “Now you’re getting it,” said Mistress Anne. Boy was I getting it all right. Mistress Anne’s big dildo was pushing itself into my ass. She’s kept me very loose with regular dildoings, so she was plunging away within a minute or so. Horny as I was, I was soon bucking back, trying to drive her cock into my ass as fast and hard as she wanted to. I felt her tense and shudder, and I knew she had orgasmed at my expense for the fourth time that day. Mistress Anne, after taking a minute to regain her composure, withdrew her cock abruptly, leaving my ass wide open. She was gone for 10 minutes or so - I could hear her in the bathroom. I heard the phone ring once, but it didn’t seem like she talked long. She came back obviously dressed for bed with a blanket in her hand. “That horse actually looks pretty comfortable. Is it?” “Yes |
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Great Job
