I was amused by your outburst. It's as if you wanted things to get worse. "Well, drag her sorry as to the donkey cage!" I said. We all walked back to the stable behind the mansion where the donkey was kept. You had to be dragged along by two guys, who kept slapping and punching you all the time. Happy was also brought to the cage, and was immediately ordered to get the donkey hard. She didn't seem sad or worried at all about you, instead she began stroking the donkey's cock enthusiastically. Even when the people ordered her to suck it, she still made a reasonable effort, despite the obvious difficulty she had when she tried to take it into her mouth.

You were made to bend over a stool, and your ankles where cuffed to the ends of a spreader bar. Two slaves brought the donkey forward, their hands guiding its cock the same way they did with happy. "C'mon, give it to the bitch!" The crowd cheered on. I was watching all this from behind a work bench. After what you said to me, I wanted to make sure you knew who's in charge here. I picked up a box of 6-inch skewers and a butane torch, as well as several blow dart guns.