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Grant studied Millicent's new slaves: the collars, the piercings, shaven heads and cunts, the small brand on the left breast. Destined for pony training, he thought. Even the shoes were similar to hooves, lifting the heel impossibly high, making the slave legs longer and sexier. He delighted in their shame at being displayed and tethered on a cunt-leash; his cock twitching with lust. The slaves, and his hardening cock. were fully aware that each hole would be available for use. His turn was next.
Grant studied Millicent's new slaves: the collars, the piercings, shaven heads and cunts, the small brand on the left breast. Destined for pony training, he thought. Even the shoes were similar to hooves, lifting the heel impossibly high, making the slave legs longer and sexier. He delighted in their shame at being displayed and tethered on a cunt-leash; his cock twitching with lust. The slaves, and his hardening cock. were fully aware that each hole would be available for use. His turn was next.