Chapter 52

When the thing was impossibly buried almost to the hilt, firmly wedged against her end wall, filling her, he started sliding it in and out of her tight hole, slowly deep stroking her pussy with the cylinder, expanding her tunnel with each inward stroke. Abigail struggled and squirmed as he played with her body, moaning in protest and under the feeling of the solid object moving through her sensitive tunnel. After some time pumping her slowly like that he pulled her panties over the exposed end of the baton, holding it in position deep inside her. Then he dropped the skirt back down. Sebastian left Abigail squirming and mewling pitifully, tied bent over the horse. He went over to his equipment cupboard and fetched something. He brought it to her and showed her: it was a small vibrator. He smiled at her, switching it on and moved it down below her to her downthrust breasts.