Fancy_Brat
Pulsar
- Joined
- Jan 9, 2009
Marco was just about ready to get started when he heard the all too familiar sound of the head stallion calling him over. He tensed up just a little, his body going sore just remembering how he was forced to take all of that thick cock of his in his ass last night. Wait, what did Cal just say? Replacement? Even while Cal had said he wouldn't do this work so often, there was nothing about being replaced! Marco was appalled to say the least, but he didn't plan on saying anything right now. From the looks of it, this Blain guy didn't know of anything that happened last night. And so Blain was off, leaving Marco with Cal. So he was serious about this whole shift thing, and first one up would be the youngest one. But there was more. Marco's eyes fell to the bright pink collar that Cal held up, his brow twitching with annoyance at the word on the tag. He really wanted to smack that cocky look from Cal's face, but he didn't move now knowing it wouldn't help him. So the collar was placed, fitting surprisingly well, but it definitely stood out way too much. To make matters worse, he couldn't take it off.
With that push, Marco nearly fell over, glancing back with a slight glare at Cal before he started making his way to the cellar. "Shit...seriously...?" he thought, tugging gently at the collar around his neck. It didn't take him long to get to the cellar, but he definitely wasn't planning to rush into this. He cursed under his breath as he pushed through the doors, expecting to see the youngest stallion there already.
With that push, Marco nearly fell over, glancing back with a slight glare at Cal before he started making his way to the cellar. "Shit...seriously...?" he thought, tugging gently at the collar around his neck. It didn't take him long to get to the cellar, but he definitely wasn't planning to rush into this. He cursed under his breath as he pushed through the doors, expecting to see the youngest stallion there already.