I started blurting out nonsense to come up with an excuse for what I was doing. He went to put the robe over my shoulders and he was standing so close.... I was lusting over him like crazy. I couldn’t stop my self…My hands pressed against his rock hard abs and slid down behind the waste band of his sweat pants and had no trouble finding his dick. It was sooo thick, one hand could not even come close to closing around it. I had to know what this sex machine was capable of.“FUCK ME!!” I commanded. I started to walk behind him and he suddenly pinned me against the wall with his ass. He moved his ass up and down until he had forced me down low enough that my face was even with his asshole. He then lifted his tail and pushed back, forcing my face into his ass. I could not move. He was not hurting me, and he kept rubbing his asshole on my lips. After a couple of minutes, I got the hint. He wanted me to eat his asshole out. As I ate his ass out, Stretch knickered and whinnied and farted. “Always” I replied. I went to my closet that was across the room and by my bed. I slipped on some black boxer briefs and socks. As I was searching my wardrobe Em came over to me and sorted through my clothes with me. Most of the stuff I brought was not fancy at all. She slightly pushed me out of the way and kept digging. Eventually she found me an outfit of dark shorts, and a light tan shirt. I dressed while she watched me. We had become so comfortable around each other that dressing in front. Freshly bathed and brushed, in nightgown, robe and slippers and carrying an envelope containing a description of the be-havior she is to be punished for, she must come and knock on the door of my quarters. I receive her sitting in a large throne like chair and she hands me the envelope with a curtsy. I read the contents while she stands there apprehensively and then I advise her of the seriousness of her offenses. For such behav-ior she has a choice: She can be sent home in disgrace or accept a.