#MasturbationMonday – IMPALED! #BDSM

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Hello and a big howdy from Moan Day Monday! What have I got for you this week? Well… something a little bit naughty. What else?

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The Ties That Bind

“Can’t wait to see them all impaled.”

“I want to see all those white bits turn a vivid red.”

“Do we get to fuck them afterwards?”

“Gonna pull that tail, hard.”

“Do you think they’ll be able to take all of those carrots?”

“Do you think they’ll be able to take all of those black cocks?”

All these comments and more flitted upon the air as she turned around in ever increasing circles. They ranged from a seductive French purr to a harsh and grating European accent that she couldn’t place, but for the most part the comments were spoken in English. But of course they would be. They were only uttered to torment her and her equine friends.

Tuning out most of the snide remarks, mainly because it was becoming far too difficult to dodge the oversized monster beneath her, Jenny felt herself blush. No one would be able to see it, which was one blessing of the black paint job, but her face felt hot and uncomfortable. Already she could see herself with the carrot lodged deep inside her throat and with her pussy firmly squashed over the massive big dildo. The two of them together would pin her in place quite neatly, making sure she could not move a muscle. Then the spanking fiends would have a grand time, for each of their swats would easily reach its mark. She shuddered at the thought.

The dildo pushed upwards again, sliding and skidding across the ‘V’ of her upper thighs far too easily and she needed all of her attention to escape it. Using her legs to propel her body upwards, she just managed to avoid full penetration, but over half of its length had now found its way inside her. It gave her a rather tingly, ‘full’ feeling, and she let out a gasp of pleasure. It wasn’t going to last, though. She knew it was only a matter of time before her thighs tired and she found the whole of her bodyweight impaled upon the thick, black beast. She was going to evade that moment for as long as possible, because she had a suspicious feeling it was going to hurt, and far more than the slaps and spanks she was currently receiving. That wasn’t to say the heat building upon her backside and outer thighs didn’t hurt, because when the paddles, spoons and floggers found their mark, they packed quite a punch. With each new round of paddling, she felt the resulting smarting sting increase, and knew that the two poor globes of her ass were already burning bright red, beautifully encased in their heart-shaped frame. Her hands itched to grab the pole and scramble up its golden length until her head hit the roof, but her hoof mitts were clipped firmly in place and her movement was severely limited. Another whack slammed into her ass and she felt the indentations of her pole compress into the soft flesh of her stomach. On the next sweep, the dildo shot up another inch in its quest to find her cervix.

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