The understanding came, like a black dove over smoky waters. I'd known I was a submissive and that to pursue that would doubtless entail enduring some pain; but I had never dreamed I could enjoy it. To relish and desire it. Not until that day. Not until She had finished. I could do little more than hang by my fetters, savoring the strong, pulsing burn deep inside my violated body. I knew it was pain; that it should FEEL like pain, but it didn't. It felt good. Pain was what was happening to my cock and balls. Pain was the feeling that they would turn black and drop off. Pain was the feeling that it would be a relief if they did. The torment there in some way helped throw the voluptuous glee I now took from my stretched and battered rectum into sharp relief. They defined one another; almost needed each other to exist. Mistress Kathleen must have noticed the drugged-out look of rapture in my eyes, for She became extremely concerned and quickly tore the penis gag away. "kevin? Are you all right?" "Yes Mistress," I replied, my voice soft and dreamy. I don't think She was convinced, for She began to hastily extract me from my various bondage devices, but when She got to the "jockstrap" I cried out in protest. "Please Mistress, no!" She pulled away, astonished. So, I explained the way my body felt at that moment, and how I desperately wanted it to linger as long as possible. my words then weren't nearly as polished as they are now, but She eventually understood. And She was very pleased at this, too. Much to my great disappointment, however, She still refused to remove the shoes. As She led me across the room, She commented on my tottering gait. "We simply must teach you how to walk in those one of these days." She sighed. "But you're just so cute like this. Like a little newborn foal trying to stand for the first time." She smiled at me wickedly. "And maybe someday my sweet little foal will grow up and become a nice, strong pony for his Mistress. Wouldn't that be nice, foalboy? "Yes Mistress."

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