The Pony Store

The Master took Jazzy into his special room at the back. In it were shackles, long tilting tables, chains on the ceiling hanging down with wrist and ankle clasps, a row of different sized whips hung along one wall and there was a large tub in one corner.

Jazzy wasn't sure what was in store for her now, she only knew she wanted this man inside her. He still wore his mask, but his tongue came out and licked her face in long slow strokes until all of it was wet. It felt warm then cool as the air hit right behind his wet tongue. His hand was still fingering her ass and her cunt was dripping juice.

He laid Jazzy on a tilted table; her head lower than her feet and told her to lick his cock. He dangled it in her face and then held it down to reach her mouth. Jazzy opened her mouth and began licking. She could feel each throbbing vein; she had never seen a cock as big and long as his. When her lips got near the rounded head he shoved himself deep into her mouth. “Suck it nice cunt,” he told her, “you're going to enjoy yourself with me.” Jazzy believed him. She began to suck, her mouth stretched wider than she'd ever thought possible. He pushed his hips back and forth and felt her sucking him in. She could only get in half him and he pushed deeper. “Open wider baby and open up your throat.” He stroked her face as he spoke and she did as he asked. She could feel him moving down her throat and wondered how he knew to have her do this. Today was a long day of first times for Jazzy and taking such a huge cock in her throat was another first. “That's it baby, breath through your nose, you're doing fine.” He stroked his long cock back and forth forcing it deeper and deeper. Jazzy began to panic.

Her legs bean to tremble and her cunt was oozing cream. The Master reached down and fingered her cunt and brought a finger full of her juices to his mouth. Licking his finger he stroked her throat with his cock and she felt the throbbing that told her he was going to cum. He began to pump faster and his hand reached down as he slid his fingers up her cunt and began to pump them into her. As he let go of his load it shot its way down Jazzy's open throat. He pinched her button with his thumb and jammed his fingers home forcing her to cum with him. Jazzy's body shook with the force of both their orgasms and she greedily drank his cum. He pulled out of her and her mouth hung open with cum drooling over the sides. “Lick me clean baby, you missed some,” he told her. Dutifully Jazzy licked his semi-hard cock cleaning off all the cum. He leaned down and licked her cunt clean then came back to her face licked it again washing her entire face in her own cum from his tongue. Jazzy was speechless and spent.

He walked away and let her lay there for awhile as he busied himself adjusting chains and pulleys. “Okay baby it's time now.” Jazzy looked up and wondered what he meant. Weren't they already done?

He reached down and grabbed her ball gag and forced it back into her mouth and fastened it in the back. “Can't have you making noises now can we little filly.” With that said he lifted her up and placed her on her feet. She leaned into him she was so weak from this crazy day. The Master lifted her arms into the air and manacled them to a chain hanging from the ceiling and began to turn a crank that lifted her off her feet. Jazzy was hanging from the ceiling by her arms! She couldn't believe this!

Next he spread her legs wide and took each leg and shackled it to another manacle coming off the floor. Now her legs were spread wide open, her feet off the floor. He went to a shelf and removed two dildos. One was larger than the other one and had small little needle like protrusions spiking everyone off of it. He inserted this one in her cunt and pushed it deep. Each little spike cut into her cunt from the inside and she gave a silent scream. The other dildo has a large knob at the bottom; this one he shoved up her wide open ass and then turned the knob. It began to vibrate inside her tired hole. He took a long red sash and twined it around her to hold them both in and bound it tightly around her waist. Reaching down her pulled her cunt lips out either side of the scarf and screwed weights onto them to make them hang long and low. Jazzy writhed as the dildo up her ass made her twist and jerk.

Next came big strips of red elastic. He began winding it around one tit pulling it tightly as he wrapped until her breast popped out in front like a tight ball. Her formerly wrapped nipples were still elongated from before. He reached down with his mouth and suckled the bound tit for a long time making her body twist. Jazzy could feel her nipple grow longer in his mouth and she was hot and wet. Cum began running down from between her legs. The Master withdrew his mouth. “I knew you were a hot little filly,” he told her.

He quickly bound the next tit and suckled that nipple too. As he did more cum ran between her legs until it hit the floor. Jazzy closed her eyes and gave into the Master and let him have her. He raised his mouth. Jazzy opened her eyes and each of her nipples looked as long as Moot's; at least two inches of long swelled nipple protruded from her trussed up titties.

“What shall we do with these sexy babies,” he muttered. He reached into a drawer and pulled out two plastic syringes. Holding one up to her left nipple he slowly sucked it in the end hole while pulling on the plunger. Jazzy had never felt anything so exquisite in her life. He let go and it jutted straight out. He repeated the same process with her right nipple. Between the pressure on her tits from the elastic binding and the two syringes sticking straight out holding onto her nipples, Jazzy began cumming in earnest. Long creamy streaks ran down her legs and from between her vibrating ass cheeks.

The Master got out his thinnest whip and began to stroke her with its end. “Now little filly, when I take you out in the yard to run, you know if you're good you get this again. First my hard cock down your open throat and then this.” He stroked her with the whip across her tits and cunt. “I think you'll run pretty for me for this, won't you baby.” He began to flick the whip across her gently at first then in longer harder strokes until Jazzy thought she would pass out from the pleasure she felt rolling over her. No wonder those women looked so proud if they had this to look forward to when done.

Small beads of blood mixed with sweat opened along the lines left by the whip. The Master stopped after every five strokes or so and licked the marks he left behind. Jazzy was swooning by this time. He reached up and twisted the syringes and she creamed long and hard. “Okay baby, rest, I'll be back in awhile.” He left the room.

Jazzy swung there and realized there were small windows along the top of the room. Men looked down on her as she swung slowly around. She could make out Kent's face next to Dave's. They smiled at her and gave her a thumbs up.

To be continued.