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Chapter 12 by bdsbds123123

Will she endure the bondage horse?

Kim endures the bondage horse

Kim writhed on the bondage horse. The edge dug into her pussy. Luckily it was shielded slightly by her panties.

She tried to distract herself, getting a better look at the All In Casino. Perhaps she had leapt too boldly into things.

Despite all Kim had experienced, she was still surprised at the no-holds-barred nature of the casino. There were women in power suits, skimpy costumes, and shibari harnesses which covered nothing but exposed everything.

Same for men - suit, birthday suit, and gimp suit with a complete darkness rubber hood over his head. That poor gimp was blinded and gagged, dependent entirely on his master.

A couple in leather wear and carrying whips was sitting on a cart and pulled throughout the casino by a pony couple. The ponies were wearing leather bondage straps, blinders, reins, and a butt plug with a prominent tail.

Drones buzzed around. There were stationary ones shown on TV and livestreams. Some drones were controlled remotely by patrons and provided a customized entertainment feed.

Kim looked up and noticed with a start some people on upper levels looking down on the casino floor. Most of them wore elegant suits and dresses, adorned with expensive jewellery, and fancy gadgets. Clearly, they were the investors and patrons, entertained by the masses below. A guy, among the richest judging by his tailor-made suit, stared at her intently with a slight smirk.

Kim blushed. He was handsome with piercing blue eyes and a chiseled jawline. He had ample time to hit the gym judging by his forearms, holding a wine glass delicately as though he had accidentally broken a few.

Kim squirmed under his gaze. Losing her concentration, she leaned forward and gasped as pressure was transferred to her clit. As she struggled to regain balance, the rough edge rubbed incessantly between her clit, labia majora and asshole. The movement helped spread the agony - and pleasure - across the entirety of her genitals.

The greater her pleasure grew, the more juices leaked from her cunt, the better the bondage pony was lubricated, the more smoothly her cunt rubbed against it, the greater her pleasure grew.

Soon, she was writhing on the bondage pony - in arousal. The rough surface now felt like little fingers caressing her engorged clit. She struggled and she squirmed and she humped. Any movement will do. She moved closer to the edge. In a shocking short time -

She came. It wasn't an intense orgasm like being fucked hard. It was a smooth, leaky orgasm, the tiny movement just barely cresting the peak. Yet, she couldn't deny that it was an orgasm borne of pain and pleasure. Her vagina grool on the pony was evidence of it.

When she looked up, she was sure that her little orgasm was visible to the handsome guy too. His smirk was almost imperceptibly wider.

Yet she still had minutes to go. After cumming, her clit had heightened sensitivity. The cycle of agony and pleasure continued. Agony, leaking, juices, pleasure. Just as she was on the edge of cumming again, a bell dinged, and the guard immediately supported her up from the bondage pony.

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"Congratulations!" Drone announced. "You have endured the bondage pony. You have obtained a reward for your good show - courtesy of some of our patrons."

With a flash, her micro miniskirt and underboob crop top was replaced by a silky blue dress.

The dress was a modern take on traditional Asian attire. It was crafted from a glossy silk that delicately draped over her, providing an ethereal translucent appearance. The material was of the highest quality, so light and soft that Kim felt no weight at all.

However, it was clear that the patrons, whoever they were, appreciated Kim's body. The dress had a waist-high slit along the side, revealing all of her leg. The sleeves covered her arms modestly, in contrast to the silk transparency hinting at her bra and breasts.

Luckily, she was given a full-cup bra and a black Brazilian cut panties. Nonetheless, no matter how she sat, there was no hiding her the laces of her cheeky undergarments as well as her shapely body barely hidden underneath.

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