1. Firestorm Part 2


    Date: 11/19/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Hardcore, Author: sir-jeff, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    clamps that had been on her nipples earlier. She was not at all surprised when he moved onto her left breast and she received another jolt of pain. After the man was done, and thick heavy steel rings dangled prettily from each juddering teat, Firestorm was allowed to rest in her pen. She knew it was her pen because she had seen her new name engraved above the stall door as she was led inside. "You've been transferred, by the way," Carol said rather abruptly. Marie looked up at her from the hay, confused. "A 'Special Projects' team, researching the long term affects of livestock conditions. Basically the same deal I gave to Cinnamon. It explains everything to your friends and f****y while you get to stay here as my little pony, forever." Her eyes widened at the words and she felt her heart skip a beat, but she also felt her pussy clench tight at the though of being a pony forever. A tiny squeal escaped her mouth. Carol reached down and removed the bit from her aching mouth and began to stroke her cheek. "Of course, you can tell me right now if you don't want to be my pony and I will let you go, but it's now or never Firestorm." She looked up at her softly smiling face and was torn with confusion and conflict. Part of her so desperately wanted to stay, to be what Cinnamon and Biscuit were. Another part wanted nothing more then to be free of her fetters and run, run as far and as fast as she possibly could. Never before had she felt so torn. So conflicted. In the end, she ...
    looked up silently at Carol and begged with her eyes for what she truly wanted. "Okay sweetheart, okay," she whispered as she bent to kiss her trembling lips. As they kissed, Carol's hand traced her new piercings lightly, which still caused her to cry out in pain, and then wandered lower, to toy with her dripping pussy lips. Firestorm moaned loudly into her new owner's mouth as she felt her feathery touch on her aching sex. She remembered Raymond's words to her about Biscuit. That she had not had an orgasm in a year. A year! Would that be her fate as well? To be kept in a constant state of ecstatic joy without any release for an indefinite amount of time? She hoped not but, as Carol's fingers brought her closer and closer to the desperate climax her body had wanted all day, Firestorm knew she would be happy here no matter what. Epilogue Cassandra was showing the girl around the vast manor and telling her all about it. "We even have a barn and stables for the ponies. I can show you them if you like, Miss." "Ponies?" the buxom blonde asked. "Don't you mean horses?" "No, Miss. I don't." "Wow!" She couldn't take her eyes off them. They were beautiful in their leather and metal harnesses. She especially couldn't take her eyes off the lovely red-headed pony prancing so proudly before the other two. Without meaning to, she had moved closer to them, close enough to run her hand lightly up the shining backside of the fiery ponygirl she had thought to be enchanting. At the touch, the girl ...
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