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Marisa At the Farm (c)
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| The shackles at her ankles restricted her movement enough to stop Marissa effectively taking some weight off her pussy by bringing her legs together. Despite not being gagged, then barn was sufficiently far enough away from the workers that no-one could her her cries. All she could do was try and shift her weight as much as the restraints would allow and hope that Eleanor wasn't being serious about how long she'd take to come back. | Thankfully for Marissa, it wasn't the promised hour, but to her, it felt like days had passed. The sounds of her whimpering were stopped as Eleanor arrived, carrying a large sports bag. She strode over to Marissa with a devilish smile. "Well, you look like you've had a time of it on the horse. Lucky for you, these clothes were already packed and ready to go." Dropping the bag on the floor she walked over to Marissa and started to run her gloved hands over the bound beauty's body. |
| Taking Marissa's chin in her hand, she forced the young lady to raise her head. "Now, my pretty little attention-whore, how about I let you off this and we can discuss your next steps?" Marissa weakly nodded, receiving a sharp slap across the face from Eleanor. "Don't just nod and go 'uh-huh' I want a coherent answer... Or do I need to give you more time alone on the horse?" "No more Eleanor, please" Marissa managed to say. "Oh, if you want to come off this horse, you'll be addressing me as 'Mistress' from now on. Do you understand?" Eleanor whispered as she leant in to Marissa's ear. Gulping down what was left of her dignity, Marissa replied. “Yes Mistress, I… I understand. Please let me off this horse Mistress.” Eleanor, clearly happy with Marissa’s words, started to lower the wedge, much to Marissa’s relief. | Marissa collapsed to the floor and let her hands caress her tender pussy. Eleanor didn’t stop her, she just knelt down next to her and started talking. “Now Marissa, if you ever decide to slack off from the jobs I give you again, then trust me, the horse will be the most comfortable thing I will put you on.” Sliding the bag over, she continued “You may have slacked off some work earlier, so I think it’s time you put in some effort now, and we are going to do this by going for a pony ride.” Eleanor pulled a head harness out of the bag “And you my dear, are going to be the pony.” |














































































































