Another erotic tale after the ride

The evening after the ride with her old friend she and her husband-to-be were back in the living room when she told him about the odd escapade her old friend had with one of her ex-boyfriends.

Attentivly he was listening as she mentioned how he was very keen for some "punishment" with a riding crop...

A riding crop like the one her aunt had send them....

The very one she was just holding in her gentel hands while telling the tale:

".....can you belive this? His prick was hard while she gave him the beating he asked her for."

His eyes were gleaming while she told this story.....

and also her innermost hidden secret dark desires where fueled for some weird reason by the tale.

She had been using the crop of aunty Felicity throughout the ride, not so much to "motivate" her horse, yet for some unknown reason she had it in her hand nearly for every second.....

Unbeknown to her the dark demonic entity within had used this continued contact to send it dark insinuations into her mind.... slowly seeding it with its corupting influence, yet it was very very careful to hide and hinder her from noticing it.....