1. Firestorm Part 2


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

    to another pulley system that she moved closer to the helpless black pony. She noticed she was standing on point, just like her silver hoofed boots had made her walk, and she surmised that after wearing them for so long that her feet and legs must have adjusted to them and would most likely be very painful to walk around without them. There were some darker marks on her skin where the harness had gripped her tightly. Her breasts were marked darkly, their nipples thick and excited now. She pulled lightly on one ring and was rewarded with a soft whinny. "Careful." "Huh?" she said startled out of her dazed state. "They aren't secured now, like normal. She might get a little frisky if you toy with her too much." And this would be a bad thing, how? She thought. She was gently pulled away from Cinnamon as Ray showed her a set of knobs connected to pipes that ran up the wall and over the two bound girls. As he turned the knobs, Marie heard water rushing through the pipes and watched, delighted, as warm water cascaded down onto them. They practically danced under the spray, swaying back and forth on their tip-toes as it gurgled and sloshed down their naked forms. When they seamed thoroughly drenched, Ray turned the water down to a slow mist and handed Marie a brush and a bar of soap. "You can wash down Cinnamon, if you want. I'm afraid Biscuit will try to stimulate herself a bit and you really got to know what you're doing to prevent that while washing her." She took the soap and ...
    brush and stared at them for a moment. She ran her hand over the brush and found it coarse. It would be a bit abrasive against naked skin, but would also clean well, taking off a layer of dead skin easily. She stepped up to Cinnamon and began to soap her up. She ran the bar of soap over her huge breasts and heard her sigh softly. Suds ran down her lithe form as she moved lower and lower. When she began to massage her cunt, covering it quite quickly in suds, she looked up to see her head loll back. She covered the girl in lather, even down to her toes, taking the time to massage the soles of her feet. Marie adored this chore. Glancing over at Ray and Biscuit she saw the frustrated girl get a smack on her naked ass with the back of the brush for trying to rub herself against his touch. "You know better!" Raymond warned her, and continued to lather her quivering body. She smiled at the display and looking up, saw Cinnamon do the same as she watched her partner whimper under the touch of the brush. "How long has it been since she got to have an orgasm?" "Oh, I guess about a year now." "A year?!?!" she said nearly dropping the brush and startling Cinnamon. Marie instinctively reached out and caressed the frightened girl as though she was indeed a real mare. "She hasn't had an orgasm in a whole year?" she asked more calmly, thinking she had misheard him. Surely no one would do that to her. Surely not a year. "Yeah, about a year, or so. Most of the time it's been Cinnamon that's had a ...
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