Ponius let’s loose a blast of raw magic the blasts the camera on the other side of the prison Paddock into oblivion. Unfortunately the portal closed around that upstart colt before the energy reached him. The nerve! The lack of respect!
Ponius wheels on his hoof and stalks back out to his quarters leveling two of his tainted human assistants in the process. His breath is steaming as he enters the most luxurious stable on the planet. The floor is dirt covered with straw, but the furniture is leather. A hose race from Aquaduct plays live on the big screen totally ignored. Two of his many demonic assistants are performing their duty of having sex in his office. He ignores them, doesn’t even remember their names, but their activities do invigorate him.
He parks his equine ass in his specially built manager’s chair and rolls behind his oversized oak desk. He pounds furiously on his custom built oversized keyboard with his large equine fingers. An email to his finance department, “Trace the purchase transaction on Sire Equus! I want to know everything there is to know! I want it now!”
A quick cell call to his surveillance team outside the dorm confirms he did not return there. No magical spikes at all. Calm and peaceful is the report. The taint level of the building is incredible, but the colt is not there.
A quick check of his global surveillance shows no new points of corruption, but there is a big problem. The city is so contaminated by demonic equine taint that any new occurrences within 100 miles would not be detectable by the scanners. Ponius slams his fist on the desk as it dawns on him that he can spot someone levitating an object in Japan, but he is blind in his own back yard. He neighs in frustration.
“Ponius…” Shiela stands in the doorway, her tail swishing lazily back and forth. A seductive smile on her face. Her appaloosa coat is beautiful and stops just below her bare nipples. Her hair is long and black, hanging down to her tail. Her smile is beautiful.
Ponius smiles and pushes back from the desk, his equine cock already sliding from it’s sheath. She is an equine succubus of amazing ability who came up through the cabaret. Of all his breeding partners, she is his favorite.
Shiela walks over, her tail swishing lazily, the diamonds on her neck and fingers glittering in the light. She bends down and sucks Ponius’s equine cock to full attention, then sits on his lap, slowly and carefully taking his huge cock into her. “It’s ok baby, you’ll find that colt that got away eventually. He is just a colt after all.”
Ponius begins to thrust gently into Shiela as he relaxes. “You can count on that love. He’ll screw up soon and I will be watching.” Ponius and Shiela both neigh as he shoots his massive load.
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Donk feels Equus pass into unconsciousness. This is good and bad. Because of his drained condition he needs the sleep, but is totally vulnerable and exposed here in the stall. He stimulates Equus’s prostate causing a huge load of fresh taint to shoot into the stallion’s mouth. The stallion licks it clean and neighs with appreciation, his eyes glowing.
Donk talks directly to the stallion’s tainted mind. “Master tired. Master hurt. Hide master. Protect master. Master reward!”
The tainted stallion understands and whinnies an acknowledgement. He gently noses the limp body of Equus to the back of the stall. He kicks his stall door open as does the mare in the next stall. They work together biting a hay bale and tossing it into the back of the stall. Donk uses his magic to break the ties holding the bail together in mid-air. It falls on top of Equus burying his legs. Two more bales finish the job. Now it just looks like there is a pile of straw in the back of the stall.
“Good stallion, good mare. Mate now!”, Donk commands,
They comply. The stallion was hard already from the fresh load of taint. He mounts the mare and furiously fucks her in the aisle. The other tainted beasts cheer them on with brays, neighs and whinnies. They lick the mating couple sharing in a little of the fresh taint.
“What the hell!” A woman in her 30’s walks in on the mating session. She is dressed in blue jeans and denim shirt, all ready for her morning ride. She stands there stunned in disbelief watching her prize young stallion screwing her gentle riding mare. Not exactly what she expected for her Saturday morning.