The Professor's girlfriend rode with a vengence. A woman scorned, she was angry for Davis standing her up and being a noshow this morning.
Jab after jab of her silver sharp spurs dug into his flanks till when she returned to the stable the horse was pure stallion.
Jab and pain, pain and a long hard two hour ride left the stallion covered in a lather of dirt and sweat. Huffing for every breath he stood, the blood from each jam dripping down.
"Damnit Lady, you cut him up, today's charge is doubled for bring back a horse with injuries!" hollared the stable's groom.
"To Hell with all men!" yelled back Ruth as she dished up her hundred bucks.
The Groomsman quickly began dobbing the blood and putting preasure on the stallion's many wounds. Slowly Davis' the stallion cooled down as both sense and memories returned. As he recieved a second bath of the day his aching mind found true calm as the man sponged his huge body.
The whimpering of a mare made the stallion's desire build. As the groomsman worked along Davis' belly the nine pound horse cock fell out and began to ready.
Laughing the groomsman stood up. "OK big guy, I'll finish cleaning you belly after you stand with the mare!" he said looking from stallion to wide eyed mare.
Suddenly Davis felt the warm water pouring over his body. Steam rolled around him and the sting of soap still pained his eyes. A reach for the towel hung over his shower door proved to offer the sight and sounds of his apartment, his bathroom, and shower.
"Big first day my Master!" called Lysaila from the doorway.
Turning off the water Davis stood drying himself off and wondering why he had so many strange memories of a wild sexual dream. At last he stepped out into the bathroom. "Can't I have a little privacy?" he asked Lysaila as she smiled and stepping backward closed the door.
Soon the dressed Professor emerged and was greated by Lysaila's breakfast staff. "Come my Master, sit eat and gain your strength!"
The table was filled with many interesting choices. Davis poked at the bowls till he lifted the lid to one chilled bowl. "Huh, what's this?" he asked looking directly at Lysaila.
"Grass, mixed with oats!" she replied.
"What is a bowl of chilled grass clipping and raw oats doing on my table for breakfast?" Davis asked as his brow tilted in disgust.
"My Master remember not your morning with Ruth? Think back to her as she rode your cock into the dust! It's what you said, you wished for her to ride your cock? Please note it's now midmorning, and you've had both exercise and a hearty hump of a pretty Morgan mare. Now that your back here we must ready for a day at college, students, and Alice, Lulu, Franciene, and me tonight." said Lysaila with a grin.