Victor Bruno - Southern Comfort 2 Buch
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Victor Bruno - Southern Comfort 2
An Olxmpia Pillow Book
Southern Comfort ( Book 2 )
Edward Monson's plantation in America's Deep South is full of slaves who cater to his every wish.
Now he is about to have his very own team of human ponies and he is having great fun in planning the depths of degradation he intends for the women who have come into his possession! Training them by whip and deprivation to draw his carriages in perfect unison; thus presenting him with a vision of pure female loveliness as they run naked before him!
Meantime, there are his other devoted slaves catering to his every need …
From the book:
' ... "Whoa ... there ... whoa!"
It was a command the pony was only too glad to obey. She slowed to a trot, then to a walk. All done with experienced smoothness.
They came to a halt and Edward took his feet from the stirrups and got out of his seat. He hitched the reins to a post and studied the pony girl. She was heaving like a pair of bellows, eyes glistening, mouth slavering. He patted a hot flank; ran a hand over her even hotter buttocks.
"Well done, old thing," he said. "Now you can have a bit of a rest before we go back."
He sauntered over to a wooden seat, lit a cigar and admired the view across the undulating grounds. Behind him he could hear the pony continuing to breathe heavily. Only slowly did the sounds subside.
Edward finished only half his cigar before getting back into the gig. Soon they were heading for home at a more sedate trotting pace ... without Edward even bothering to use his thong any more. He was quite content to gaze upon the pink candy-striped bottom which rolled and quivered incessantly right before him.
Oh what fun pony girls were!
It would be even better when he owned his own.
Southern Comfort ( Book 2 )
Edward Monson's plantation in America's Deep South is full of slaves who cater to his every wish.
Now he is about to have his very own team of human ponies and he is having great fun in planning the depths of degradation he intends for the women who have come into his possession! Training them by whip and deprivation to draw his carriages in perfect unison; thus presenting him with a vision of pure female loveliness as they run naked before him!
Meantime, there are his other devoted slaves catering to his every need …
From the book:
' ... "Whoa ... there ... whoa!"
It was a command the pony was only too glad to obey. She slowed to a trot, then to a walk. All done with experienced smoothness.
They came to a halt and Edward took his feet from the stirrups and got out of his seat. He hitched the reins to a post and studied the pony girl. She was heaving like a pair of bellows, eyes glistening, mouth slavering. He patted a hot flank; ran a hand over her even hotter buttocks.
"Well done, old thing," he said. "Now you can have a bit of a rest before we go back."
He sauntered over to a wooden seat, lit a cigar and admired the view across the undulating grounds. Behind him he could hear the pony continuing to breathe heavily. Only slowly did the sounds subside.
Edward finished only half his cigar before getting back into the gig. Soon they were heading for home at a more sedate trotting pace ... without Edward even bothering to use his thong any more. He was quite content to gaze upon the pink candy-striped bottom which rolled and quivered incessantly right before him.
Oh what fun pony girls were!
It would be even better when he owned his own.