I grabbed her arm and looked at her sternly.I grabbed her arm and looked at her sternly. "If that's the way it has to be," I said. I hauled her with me to one side of the barn and hooked one of the leather straps around her wrist that is used to tie the horses down so they don't move on you when you're working with them. I made it snug but not too tight, then walked her to the center of the barn and grabbed the strap from the other side, which I applied to her free arm. She stood there motionless with her arms outstretched, only able to move slightly, but she was obviously not in much pain, if any. I stood behind her and placed the crop on the floor, then pro- ceeded to slide off her pants. She had a very thin pair of pink panties on, which I also took off and threw in a heap in Buffy's stall. Her tight ass cheeks were perfectly formed, and the dark down of her love mound peeked from between her legs. I looked at her apprasingly for a few moments and then told her to get on her knees, which she did instantly. |