You wish your dick was big enough to satisfy me, right Mig? Poor Pasquale, who is terrified of you, is a better fuck than you’ll ever be. You have a... dick like a Vienna sausage?but of course you know that, right??But he cheerfully bathes and massages me, shaves my legs and paints my nails, and tells me I am his PRINCESS. And why not? It’s difficult, because of course his dick is practically going to burst out of the chastity tube.And then he showers and dresses for his day. And I can spend the. .so he grabbed one of the weightson my tit and pulled a bit...then he reached for the other and pulled a bit harder...I moaned as ithurt but I didn't know which hurt more...the weights pulling and stretching my nipples andweighing them down...or the bottle up my ass...the only holes open were my cunt and mymouth...but theses men were never ones to do everything at once...only one torture at a time.The gentleman then growled...”Boys I think she's had enough foreplay”... Foreplay???... What. "Gloria, thank you for being on time. Please come in and join me for aglass of champagne and let's speak for a few minutes."She was lovelier than the images and her hair was perfect, a foil to mysoft dirty blonde but hers fell about six inches further along her back."I will need help from you in every possible way this afternoon," shemoved close as I said this."I will fulfill all of your dreams Miss Melissa," her hand came up topush aside my robe and she dropped down to her knees."First Miss. She didn't mention the foal as being part mine. Maybe she would as we headed out to the barn to see it. Maybe she was saving it for my birthday or Christmas present.Realizing that, I needed to make some big decisions about school and soon. Inside I knew New York wasn't for me. The rural lifestyle that I had returned to was what I longed for. Jolene helped me look for colleges closer to home and majors that better suited the new me.We found one within twenty miles of home that I could easily.