Her breathing was now rapid when suddenly the orgasm washed over her like a blissful tidal wave of pleasure. Forward or backwards she could not get away from the pain. She pulled the now wet panties down off of her long legs and threw them into the corner of her room. She heard a zipper as a leather flap was folded over the laces and then a click as a padlock was snapped in place preventing entry to the laces. Last a cord was attached to a ring at the top of the helmet and pulled her head backwards forcing her to face upwards as it was attached to the top of the pony’s tail. The next blow struck downwards on her inner thigh of her leg. She stopped when she heard who ever come closer. Windows missing and boards covering others. “I don’t know. A very ominous looking, heavy wooden door. “Who is she?” One of them asked.
