Shadow Spectre loves nothing more then to break the lovely stallions within her claim, but it’s never with pain and often with pleasure.
Shining Armor can feel every throb against his soles. Every tracing of her gloves cruel claw tips against his silky soles. It’s unbearable, it’s merciless. And yet all the stallion can do is squirm within the padded sheets and moan, gasp, and plead for her mercy.