It looks as if it soon all comes back -It is amazing how quickly you forget how to do this.
Well, I'm sure the horse could recognize you, approach you, greet you with a nuzzle, etc. Zookeepers are certainly recognized by their animals, asked for rubs, etc. I once saw a baby elephant jump up and down with excitement when a keeper approached with a pooper-scooper. (The mother didn't even turn around and just kept munching.)
Sorry about the men. There is that line from "McCabe and Mrs. Miller" where McCabe comments on women. "Money and pain. Pain." Hormones are apparently just another way for the grand "Intelligent Designer" to get His/Her/Its laughs.
Saturday, January 6, 2018–Day 6: I’ve always enjoyed Zerosen’s distinictive drawings. He does torment and humiliation really well. I like the abused and pendulous breasts he gives his victims. This 2008 drawing of a woman taking her final walk of shame and struggling with her heavy load isn’t really an emulation but was inspired by his excellent work. I think I was only marginally successful with her breasts.
Sorry for my lack of production of new works this year, but things have been rather busy of late. Here's a new one I call "Summer Sunday" because...well, its Sunday and its summer. I would much rather be doing what I'm doing than what this blond girl is enduring... Enjoy!
Nice to see you back.Sorry for my lack of production of new works this year, but things have been rather busy of late. Here's a new one I call "Summer Sunday" because...well, its Sunday and its summer. I would much rather be doing what I'm doing than what this blond girl is enduring... Enjoy!
I would much rather be doing what I'm doing than what this blond girl is enduring... Enjoy!
Here's another new one entitled "About to Begin". Enjoy!
"The terrified girl’s knees weakened as she saw the wooden pole on which she would soon be nailed. Her back and bottom were criss-crossed with angry welts that oozed fresh blood. The carnifix had beaten her brutally along her walk to this desolate place where she would shortly die. ‘Shortly’ was a word that had different contexts to the two of them. For her, it would be an eternity of suffering and shame. For him, it wouldn’t last nearly long enough, although he would do everything in his power to prolong her ordeal. He’d enjoyed preparing her bottom hole with a brutal introduction to sodomy and his cum continued to ooze from the once tight orifice. Now it was nicely stretched and lubricated to receive the cornu which keep her alive and in agony far longer than she could imagine. Once she was nailed to the cross, he’d enjoy her tight little cunny one final time. Watching her suffering and shame as he drove into her helpless body would only add to his enjoyment. Once he was finished, he would leave her–alone, suffering and in utter despair. She could hear the sounds of suffering from the other two women who were nailed not far from her and now they could hear her moans and cries of torment. Above the vultures circled. They would eat well in the hours and days ahead..."
Here's another new one entitled "About to Begin". Enjoy!
"The terrified girl’s knees weakened as she saw the wooden pole on which she would soon be nailed. Her back and bottom were criss-crossed with angry welts that oozed fresh blood. The carnifix had beaten her brutally along her walk to this desolate place where she would shortly die. ‘Shortly’ was a word that had different contexts to the two of them. For her, it would be an eternity of suffering and shame. For him, it wouldn’t last nearly long enough, although he would do everything in his power to prolong her ordeal. He’d enjoyed preparing her bottom hole with a brutal introduction to sodomy and his cum continued to ooze from the once tight orifice. Now it was nicely stretched and lubricated to receive the cornu which keep her alive and in agony far longer than she could imagine. Once she was nailed to the cross, he’d enjoy her tight little cunny one final time. Watching her suffering and shame as he drove into her helpless body would only add to his enjoyment. Once he was finished, he would leave her–alone, suffering and in utter despair. She could hear the sounds of suffering from the other two women who were nailed not far from her and now they could hear her moans and cries of torment. Above the vultures circled. They would eat well in the hours and days ahead..."
I forgot to say that this rendering was inspired by one of Andyman's wonderful drawings. I hope I did it justice. I love the almost casual lewd caress of her naked ass. How much shame and terror must she be feeling.
Mmmm ... one of your best, if I may say so ...
And, take that hand away, please
Barb, you do realize that at this point in the proceedings you have no say in the matter?