"The reception starts in an hour and a half." That's plenty of time," I replied, trying to pull her back down on top of me."Maybe for you," she sniffe.... "We girls like to take our time getting all pretty." You don't need it, you're perfect just the way you are," I answered honestly."Be that as it may, I have to get ready. Don't worry though," she said with a twinkle in her eye. "I'm sure I'll think of some way to make it up to you afterwards." I can think of a couple ways myself," I laughed,. Marcia was intrigued by the intricate performance and display, but I didn't see any sign that she would like to participate in pony play any more than she'd been interested in pet play. When the dressage finished, we went up to our room. Our activities had been rather strenuous thus far, especially for Marcia, and I thought that she could use a shower to clean up and a quick nap before supper and receiving her piercings.After an hours nap, we went back down to the dining room to find it had. "I like it," I said seductively, looking up to him after I managed to pull away from his thrusting temporarily. "Yeah, you like my hot dick? Suck it you hot slut." By this point he had pinned me against a wall, so there was nowhere for my face to go but to submissively accept his full erection once more. I continued to take it and saw that I too had become hard. When my new partner noticed this the thrusting sped up and he moaned softly.Gasping for air after several more minutes of impromptu. "Stop," I commanded.The scarred man ignored me, his arm bulged with the effort and I squeezed his arm for all my might. He went to draw a dagger and I shifted my elbow and struck his jaw with a snap that echoed around the wharf, now quiet as our procession had stopped all activity close to the boat. I swept at his feet and put my clan knife through his throat as he toppled over backwards. Jumping back to my feet I emptied my pouch of my Wobblers into my hand and shouted, "If anyone draws.