The girl jumped as Madalyn whispered in her ear, her voice warm and low and intoxicating, blushing softly beneath her blindfold. She let out a soft yelp when her hand smacked the tone, curved cheek of her rear, nodding obediently at the order. It wasn't an unfamiliar one to her - but the threat that came with it was.<br/><br/>She had been used and given to strangers more than once, beyond just these summer loans - part of her time at the ranch a summer or two ago involved essentially being available to whoever damned well pleased to use her, and she assumed her time was as much about cementing the idea that her body, and sex, were not truly hers as it was learning to be a proper pony girl. But she had never had her sexuality used as a threat before - being a pretty, young straight woman in the kink scene was hardly something that made you a target.<br/><br/>She stammered out a worried reply. "Y...Yes Mistress."<br/><br/>Julia shivered as the feather traced over her skin, inhaling softly at the pleasurable sensation, visibly relaxing against her bound wrists.