VIPs in bondage – Four

“Lap it up little doggie, you might not get a drink for a while.”

Jennifer extended her tongue and lapped from the bowl of water constantly reminding herself, this is just a one day role, I am not her inferior, I am not her little dog. But she sure was acting like it. Amused by this she may have been but Whitney had greater plans for her sub for the day. Picking up the leash she led the sexy Latino across the lawn and down the rutted path towards and into the stables. All the way Whitney admired the way that Jennifer’s firm body moved with each movement. She may have been a cocky bitch at the club but she sure was sexy as hell.

The stables were well maintained by a couple of eager stable hands (they had been given holidays for that day by Whitney). The two of them moved through the stables and Whitney seemed to find it funny how Jen wrinkled her nose up at the overpowering smell of horse in here, she obviously was a city girl rather than country.

“Come on keep up, I’ve had the place tidied up especially for you.”