CELL 21. In front of my cell the guards stripped off my pants and cut off my shirt. Naked I was to the world, I felt a chill as the cell door opened.
Square concrete room, no windows, one very bright light. On the ceiling a device of unknown use. A button pushed and the device lowered a pair of metal shackles. The guards held my arms up and fit the shackles around my wrists. A click and they locked in place.
The button pushed again pulled me up off the floor and dangled me mid air. I screamed, "This was not right, I have rights under the law."
Still wiping the cum off his face the short guard walked in the cell. "Think youself funny, well this is Friday and we let you hang there till Monday afternoon court. The judge will be informed how you mistreated the head guard. I hope he send's you through the volunteer program. If your unlucky he might let you work off a few years of sentance under me! Ha Ha Ha Ha, he laughed, get it under me!"
I shook my head a No, I didn't really get his drift!
"UNDER ME, STUPID! YOUR THE ONE WITH A HORSE COCK! UNDER ME AS MY HORSE, STUPID!"
Slam went the door and I hung there alone.
Under him I thought, could a judge order me to be transformed to a horse and work of a sentance of years, as a horse?
The worry of my situation was quickly stopped. "Damn it this is Friday, then Saturday, Sunday and Monday afternoon! THE CURSE, I yelled!
My cock and balls was proof enough that the woman's curse was real. Some creature not of my kind has turned out to be that beautiful Welsh pony stallion. Cursed was I to have sex with the creatures not of my kind during three days. Then if I don't have sex with one I become that animal. A curse to be animal and for over a thousand years!
I strained to release the shackles but the more I shook, the more my body wiggled. The urgent want began to push my cursed cock back out into the cold air of my cell.
Quickly ever so quickly the big member grew and bloomed into a stiff shaft. I pulled at the cuffs and my body wiggled held in space. The cock swayed back and forth.
My movements and longing to be free was turning into a sexual desire. I felt a building need to release again!