Free The Billionaire's Pet by Loki Renard Page B

finger into her bottom before the plug. Again, he was being merciful, but Ellie had difficulty appreciating his mercy when she was so tightly constrained, her limbs no longer her own as Daniel took control of every movement of her body, his fist tight on the reins just an inch or two below her chin as he fingered her bottom.
    How could she ever have thought she could best a man like this? Daniel was not like others who wanted to rut and come and do little else. He turned every sex act into a production, drawing meaning from the smallest motion. With his finger sliding deeper into her bottom, all Ellie could do was blush and stamp her heels and squirm her hips until he censured her in low tones and bade her to stand still.
    Finally he slid his finger from her bottom and pressed the tip of the plug into its place. She wriggled more, but it did precisely nothing. He held her firm, the bit making it impossible for her to move terribly far as her rear was spread for him, the sensitive inner walls once more parting for the plug, which seemed much thicker than the previous time.
    Ellie let out little sounds somewhere between groan and a moan. She was responding again. Had been since the spanking, if she were to be truthful with herself. The same treatment that made her blush outwardly was also making her lubricate internally. She could feel her wetness brimming, trickling through her lips.
    As her bottom spread wide around the plug, she felt her pussy pulse in response. Finally it settled into place and once more she felt the presence of the tail deep inside her bottom, the long strands of hair brushing against her inner thighs in many soft caresses.
    “Perfect,” Daniel said, pleased with what he saw. Deciding that she was ready, he opened the stall door and led her out into the stables. She had gone in a woman, but she was coming out a pony. The tail swayed in her rear, every step reminding her of its presence. Daniel stayed by her side, his presence steadying as she learned to navigate the world in full pony harness. It was not easy, especially in the heels that now felt every bit as awkward as hooves might.
    “Now, my sweet filly,” he said, running his fingers over the tender skin of her thigh. “I might on some occasion teach you to walk nicely, or to trot in collected fashion. But I think today all you need learn is how to perform in your harness.”
    Perform? What did he mean?
    Ellie was led through the stables, her heels click-clacking on the stone floor until they stopped at what suddenly seemed to be a deliberately stacked pile of hay bales—located at such a height that when he put pressure on the reins and made her bend down over them, she found her bare nipples making contact with the fine dry blades of grass, her bare tail-wearing bottom raised nice and high.
    Daniel did not announce his intentions. He simply let her tail sway to the side and slid his hard cock right into the willing embrace of her hot, wet cunt. She let out a cry of pleasure as he began to fuck her with easy strokes, taking advantage of what he clearly knew was ample lubrication. Her clit was pressed against the edge of the bale, the rough surface adding another layer of stimulation to what already felt like overload.
    The plug in her ass made her pussy feel tighter, and she could feel the two hard surfaces of cock and plug rubbing against one another as he fucked her with long, languid strokes, running his free hand through her hair as he murmured words of praise.
    “Such a good pony,” he soothed as his cock bottomed out in her pussy, the hard plane of his abdomen pressing against her hot little ass.
    As the pleasure of his cock plundering her tight cunt began to rise, Ellie found herself not at all caring how tightly she was bound. All that mattered was the hot channel between her thighs, the thrust of his thick, masterful cock that sent ripples of pure ecstasy through her tamed form.
    Daniel kept a firm hold on the reins, never letting the