Page 9 of Tell No One
Joshua tightened a hidden strap above Tag’s wrist. “That will keep it on.”
A lump formed in Tag’s throat. He stayed silent as Joshua fitted the other glove.I don’t like this. I really don’t like it.He was shocked by how helpless he felt. Worse than being in handcuffs. He didn’t like feeling so vulnerable. It reminded him of stuff he was always trying to forget. Though it helped that nine others in the room were in the same position. None of them were freaking out, so he wouldn’t.A lot of money if I do this! A new start in a different city!That was all he needed to remember.
Looking down and seeing hooves at the end of his arms and legs was one of the strangest things he’d ever experienced. The weight of the glove-hooves pulling on his arms made himwantto plant them on the floor.
He watched as Billy went through the same as he had, but Billy was smiling and laughing, and didn’t seem bothered about how little he could do with both his hands imprisoned. No opening any doors, picking anything up, wiping his arse or scratching anyone’s balls. Did he not care or had he not thought through the implications? The only thing Tag could do, was flail with his arms and smack someone with his hooves. Kicking out would probably land him on his back.
“Now what?” Tag asked. Maybe he should have made the point earlier about not having his face covered before he’d let things get this far, before he’d let this get anywhere, before he’d fucking saidyes!Twice!
Just think of the money.He wasn’t just a pony, he was an undercover pony, which should have made him laugh, but didn’t.
When Joshua put him in a leather halter with sticking-up ears, Tag realised there wouldn’t be any complete head covering and he sighed with relief. Though there were still a lot of leather straps and rings attached to his head and neck, and Tag began to feel uneasy again.
“Okay?” Joshua asked.
He nodded.Money, money, money.
As more leather straps were fastened around his chest and hips, Tag noticed that Billy’s cock was thickening, and Joshua had a bulge in his chinos. Tag’s cock was being sensible for once. Just hanging around with his two mates, and worrying.
Billy had a little trot with all four legs on the ground and tossed his hair.
“Looking good, Billy,” Joshua told him.
Billy trotted back and stood upright. His cock was even harder. Tag’s wasn’t even thinking about it.
“A few more things,” Joshua said.
Tag sighed when he saw what Joshua had picked up. Well, he should have guessed there’d be tails. Silicon butt plugs with a long length of black hair for him and blond for Billy.
“Real horse hair.” Joshua let it run through his fingers.
“Wonderful.” Tag was staring at the butt plugs that Joshua had started to lube. He didn’t particularly want Joshua to be the one sticking it up his arse. “Put it on the stool and I’ll sit on it.”
“Okay.”
Tag gritted his teeth and with some difficulty positioned himself over the black plug.Do it, do it, do it.He took a deep breath and gradually allowed it into his body, sinking down until it was all the way in, then slowly standing up. The sensation was not as sexual as it might have been. He’d played with a dildo before but not one with a tail attached. He felt the horse hair brush the back of his knees and swallowed hard several times.This is so weird.
Joshua was busy sliding Billy’s plug backward and forwards into his arse and they were both breathing heavily.
“Oh God,” Billy mumbled.
Tag looked away before he got turned on.
“I have to…strap them in place,” Joshua mumbled. “I need to fasten the ring around them to the harnesses on your hips so keep still.”
Joshua did Billy’s first then turned to Tag. There was a tug as the plug was buckled in place and somehow it felt as if it was seated even more deeply in Tag’s body. If he hadn’t been in a room with guys all enduring the same thing as him, he might have… Well, it was academic. Hehadto go through with this. Pretending to be a pony for a few hours for a thousand pounds and doing whatever this bloke who was going to buy him wanted for another three thousand? No way was he pulling out. A few of the ponies were laughing now, swishing their tails.Do I have to fucking look as if I like it?
Maybe I should.
When he saw the Master come into the room, Tag kept his gaze down. Joshua tightened a strap around Tag’s neck, and Tag yelped.
“Not too tight,” he gasped.
“Can you breathe?” The Master put a riding crop under Tag’s limp cock and lifted it.
Tag didn’t answer and the crop smacked against his hip.
“Ouch. Yes, I can breathe. Sir.”
