The Remote

As always, Anitapony felt that special female thrill at her Master's touch when he made her bend at the waist and inserted a metallic vaginal probe deep inside her. She did not even care that the metal was cold, nor that he attached strange yellow wires to it.

Still, she wondered why he said not a word, even when he inserted her buttplug ponytail. Must be another of his surprises, she mused, while watching the red and green wires dangling from her pinched nipples.

Only his smack on her rump brought her out of her reverie.