The black guy lifted his head and looked at me; as I stretched my body and moved from side to side, enjoying that very intense climax.When I calmed do...wn; he said I was ready to experience something called “The Destroyer”. He said it would be better for me to stay on all fours to handle his dick inside my cunt.I turned over on my hands and knees; he knelt behind me.He grabbed my hips and I knew he was aiming his thick cock directly to my open pussy lips. The pain was unbearable; but I wanted to. Our daily routine is changed, we have to stay inside since the corral isprobably used for the two PonyGirls. We run in the exercise room side byside. Master comes to take Blacky for a ride outside. Then come back andits my turn. Master hitches me to my rickshaw. While I wait for him tofinish, I have a glimpse of the girls in the corral. I'm somehowdisappointed, it doesn't look very real, like in my fantasies, its like agame. They walk awkwardly in their boots, with no rhythm, lifting. Friday, I started to give in. I wore the blue linen dress into FashionableProductions with the white tights and silver heels. I put on a thin bra andthought about stuffing the A cups with tissue to fill them out.My memory was like a double-exposed photograph, and the male image was fadingrapidly. There were more pictures of me as the lead in the school play. I hadnever acted before, but there I was as the lead in Annie, Get Your Gun. Therewere pictures of endless ballet recitals... pink tights,. As their hands touched, she felt a strange energy coursing through her right hand. It felt slightly warm, almost as if it was glowing.Breaking the kiss, Jennifer looked at Peter and asked, "Did you feel that?" Yeah, I love it when we kiss and hold hands." No, not our hands," Jennifer replied. "I mean, yes, our hands. Did you feel that glow?"Peter scratched his head. "Now I'm confused, Jenny. What do you mean?" When I held your hands, there was this strange glowing feeling in my right hand. It.