Crissie's Buzzy Ride

Codi's Diary: Entry 118

Well, well, well. Crissie's really done it this time.

A few weeks ago, Master presented me with a big present for my birthday: a giant rocking horse with purple and blue accents. Why? Because Crissie convinced her that I wanted a cowboy-themed birthday party for Goddess knows what reason. I was also made to wear a baby cowboy outfit but it'll be a cold day in hell before I recreate that in art form. I digress.

As I'm sure you won't be surprised to hear, it wasn't long before Crissie began asking for turns on PonyPony Clopper. (Yes, I named him. Don't read into it.) Not just turns either. We're talking some of the horniest riding sessions you've ever seen. And all at the cost of PonyPony's innocence.

Eventually, I had no choice but to lay down some ground rules. That went about as well as to be expected. Our feud eventually got to the point where Master had to step in due to how bratty she was behaving about the whole thing. A quick reminder that this was MY birthday present. She was lucky to be getting a turn at all.

In the end, a decision was made to limit Crissie's horsey time to a maximum of an hour a day. This, of course, led to an all-out protest from Crissie, who perched herself on the horse and refused to get off until she got her way. Unfortunately for Crissie, Master was more than happy to take her up on that challenge.

It's been 12 hours now since Crissie was cuffed to my horse with a vibrator lovingly tucked under her diaper and I'm not certain when (or if) Master is gonna be back to let her out. She's not even moaning anymore. I think her brain might be officially fried. Again, this was supposed to be MY horse! And I'd like to have a turn again before my next birthday if possible!

P.S. PonyPony Clopper completely agrees with me!

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