“Good. Good, pony. That’s a good girl, ,” Irena cooed to the experienced one. The head harness and bit made it hard to recognize her at a distance but I did now. This was the dom who had charge of the hooded slaves when I came here three nights ago. Was she Irena’s personal slave? Irena tested the body harness straps for tightness and her hands ran down to the crotch. Her fingers squeezed past the strap there. “Are you all plugged, my pretty? A nice little dong inside to keep you riled up? Hmmm? Yes, I feel it there. Good. Ready to run today for your mistress?” snorted and pawed the ground.
Irena adjusted Carmen’s bit and tightened it deeper into her mouth. “And how about you? Ready to show me what you’ve got?” Irena pinched Carmen’s n*****s and she recoiled. The mistress patted her chee
