female-orgasm-denial: The Pony Girl outfit was everything she’d dreamed of, the perfect birthday pre
female-orgasm-denial: The Pony Girl outfit was everything she’d dreamed of, the perfect birthday present. Before he’d finished doing her up she was dripping with arousal.He led her gently into the secluded, walled garden, and let her learn to trot before bringing out the spreader bar and securing her hands to it.‘Be careful now darling, keep good posture, I don’t want you falling and hurting yourself.’Then he pulled her top down, exposing her breasts, and she was helpless to do anything about it. It was perfect, he was perfect.He brought out the crop and they worked on her trotting and obeying commands until she had them all down beautifully. She’d never been happier, or more aroused.After a while she tried to tell him something, swing her arm and trying to nod to her wrist.‘What time is it? You need to get into your outfit for the party?’She nodded furiously.‘Don’t worry darling, you’re already wearing your party outfit. Did you think the Pony Girl fantasy was the only one I was gifting you today?’. He reached down and stroked between her legs, he had to be careful, she was virtually on edge already.‘They’ll be here in half an hour, I better go change.’And with that he went inside and locked the door.She stood there in shock, screaming into the bit gag, desperate, the realisation of what was about to happen sinking in, and she was helpless to do anything about it.It was perfect, he was perfect. -- source link