To Belle and Beau's surprise, Simon didn't actually put them to work when they woke up.
"My wife has a kind, soft heart," he said as he hitched Blaze to a wagon. "She wants you to have some time to settle in before you work." He rolled his eyes and set off. Not long after, the sole servant boy staffed by the family let Beau and Belle out into the paddock.
Thrilled to finally spend some quality time together, Belle immediately presented herself to Beau. She gasped as she felt the impact of his new breed. His weight was heavier on her back, and, to her delight, his cock was even bigger.
Beau entered her gently, making her whinny in delight. When he began to thrust, it was even better than the day before. Belle's eyes rolled to the back of her head. Sex with a Clydesdale was even better than sex with an Arabian!
Their neighing drew attention from Simon's Witch wife, Patricia. She excited the house and watched the two horses mating, her newborn son Pyotr in her arms. When the horses finally finished, Beau turned to their hostess.
"Why did you watch?" he asked, sounding nervous. Patricia laughed airily.
"Oh, it is not every day one gets to see the future heir conceived," she said cheekily. She winked at the horses. "Your secret is safe with me, though, Prince Jasper and Lady Anya."
Belle frowned. She turned to Beau.
"Did you claim to be me and claim I was Anya?" she whinnied. Beau sighed.
"I thought it best. Do you really wish for people to know you were a mare in heat?"
"Ugh. I suppose you are correct." Belle froze. "Wait, conceive the future heir?"
"Oh! I have to warn you two of something," Patricia said, before Beau could answer Belle. "There will be people visiting us for dinner tonight. They are..."