Lisa yelped in protest as the bindings bit down. I saw Kara from behind, finally nod with approval. She busied herself with the removal of Midnight’s saddle and harness, taking a moment to retrieve the leather riding crop looped over the saddle horn and fling the whip with a furious motion into the underbrush. I felt a moment of guilt, recalling the angry lash marks my inexperienced hand had first cut into the tender flesh of Lisa’s once pristine back Dildos side. I had scarred the fleshy perfection of her sweet little rump in a manner no different than the wounds she had inflicted upon her japan equine companion. But Kara’s wrath appeared solely focused on the misfortunes of the stallion, so I simply noted my errors as a lesson learned and returned my attention back to the struggling blonde girl. Lisa fought me, the last remnants of my mental domination over her muscles fading away. But by then she was already firmly lashed to the top of the barrel, and her desperate struggles accomplished naught but to dig her bindings into the tender skin of her wrists and ankles. I checked her restraints a final time, eliciting a venomous string of explicatives for my efforts. When I was done, the girl lay securely bound to the close up top of the barrel, legs widely splayed, writhing and cursing but entirely immobilized. My task completed, I looked up as Kara approached, the huge stallion obediently following along behind her. At her direction, Midnight was shuffled into position, straddling his four hooves along the barrel as Lisa writhed in concern and confusion beneath his belly. The huge horse snorted, looking expectantly at Kara for instructions. “Now is your opportunity to balance the scales of injustice,” Kara informed the squirming blonde girl. Lisa spit at Kara in furious reply, failing to strike her target. Reaching down, my mistress scooped her fingers through Lisa’s gaping pussy, causing her to flinch and moan as Kara coated her digits in the syrupy goo that continued to drain from the girl’s exposed and openly presented snatch. “Today is Midnight’s turn to ride and do a bit of flogging,” Kara proclaimed, handing down her judgment with the solemn tone of a presiding magistrate. “He will NOT!” Lisa hissed in response as her precarious position began to dawn on her. She fought against her bonds, achieving japanese only a frantic writhing and a state of panting exhaustion. Kara brought her dripping wet hand to Midnight’s muzzle. The beast inhaled deeply and whinnied in response. It was a scent the stallion obviously knew well, having spent countless hours with that juicy pussy mounted astride his back. Tantalizing, but always off-limits, the savory odor of twat never delivered sexual relief, but only brought merciless beatings at the end of a vicious riding crop. But now... now the tables appeared to have taken a promising turn in the black stallion’s favor. Kara stepped back and teens motioned for me to follow. As I watched, the stallion gave an angry snap of his tail. The sheath below his belly began to expand and a monstrous equine cock slipped forth. Still dangling and limp, it was already impressive in size, hanging down nearly a foot below his belly to rest gently on Lisa’s trembling lower back. The overpowering scent of wet cunt quickly worked its magic, breathing life into the rapidly stiffening cock. “Yes, baby, you can sit here with me.” Mandy said and sat down, pulling me onto the couch next to her. Nin linked her arm through mine, perhaps partly to make sure I didn’t japan fall off the end of the bench into the traffic, but mostly I think to make me feel part of the adventure. I didn’t force it. PLAY WITH MY TITS WHILE HE TATTOOS MY ASS." With Dawn's assurances Sandy relaxed and decided to go with the flow. Mike is using his very strong lips on my cock, Dildos and the way he is swirling his tongue around it, then licking it and blowing on it has me very close. A whistle blows, as coach walks into japanese the gym. This was what it felt like to be a victim of a sexual assault that teens I didn’t actually mind. Leon leant over them and spoke quietly, “Piss on close up her”. “Y-you, Master..” the stud said reluctantly. Bob sat up on the bench. "I'm doing this for you, Alan. He decided to open his laptop and see what his family was up to at that moment. Before he got there I pulled grace aside.