Click clack. Chapter 7The basement had no bathtub, but the main floor did. It was a Jacuzzitub that Janice and I had often sat in, on Fridays, togethe.... Candlesand wine and swirling water. Mild chit chat. Truly, those days wereromance.I cranked on the hot water and fought my way out of my boots. I hadworn them so long, my legs arched and sexy. I ripped off the stockings,wormed my way out of the corset that hadn't been cut through, breathingdeeply, finally breathing deeply. I knew it was a trade. Would you like me to take you over to the corral, so you can run with the other ponies now?” They both nodded against my neck and kissed it again before they pulled away and stomped at the ground to show me they were ready.I picked up the towel again and dried their juices off their thighs before picking up the lead ropes and leading them out of the ring. When I got to the corral, I took them inside and unhooked the lead ropes from their collars. With a light swat on their rumps, I sent them. He half expected them to laugh at him for it. This wasn’t the way Cas usually carried himself. Usually, he just swaggered around until he’d charmed his way in wherever he wanted to go. In situations where that didn’t work, a blaster usually did the trick. But that wouldn’t fly here. A pity. As it was, he just felt like a dumb asshole--he wouldn’t have been surprised if he looked the part too.But instead, the guards regarded him with a certain... Fuck, was that awe in their eyes? Cas must’ve. ’ I didn’t wait. Spread my feet a little more and then bent at the waist and waited. Jevon stage whispered to me ‘More Caitlyn. Make that cunt pop.’ He held my shoulders lightly from the front to help with balance and I kept going till his hands had to stop me from falling. Then I wiggled my butt for them again. ‘That, gentlemen, is the sight of fresh, white pussy. And, I might add, a pure virgin asshole. Something for your gaff, Billy.’ Laughter and cheers. Whistles. ‘Mouth and cunt certified..