He was a big, strapping, handsome stud. And he had come up to Rowena's shack asking for a drink of water. One thing led to another, and he had made a pass. And Rowena, crazy horny from all the months alone, had eagerly responded, and let him lift her up and take her to her own bed.
She hadn't complained at all when he tied her to the bed and stripped her, but after he had spent his 2 minutes in her, he thanked her and took his leave.
Struggled as she might, she could not free herself from her binds. Late that night, no longer caring who found her naked and tied up, she prayed that the Lord would send someone to free her.
The wind moaned through the dark woods. Rowena was utterly alone.
Via Random Index
I am Princess Carlotta, and this is my team. When they aren't pulling my transport, they like to be mounted. I say, if you don't mind me asking, what have you in your pants pocket? Perhaps something tasty to reward these fillies?
Thanks, Once Again, to Vintage Gal
