Horse

"Ah! I see we've got ourselves a horse." She says as she begins typing away on her computer.

Your mind drifts off back to the images on their website. Leather clad women, bound and saddled, just the thought makes your cock twitch, as soon as you saw it, you knew those were the women you wanted to spend your time with here.

"I just need you to sign here." She says, placing a stack of papers on the desk.

You stare down at the pile of at least ten pages as she hands you a pen.

"What is it for?" You ask, knowing there's no way you're going to stand there and read all of it.

"A pretty standard agreement, mainly for insurance purposes." She says casually flipping through the pages until landing her finger on the dotted line. "The main point is that while you are here, you agree to do all you can to uphold the integrity of the resort."

You don't see the point in asking more questions as you are already here and have already paid, so you quickly jot down your signature.

"Excellent!" The lady at the desk says as she quickly takes the papers and brings them over to the filing cabinet behind her.

She then moves over to the intercom on her desk. She presses a button before speaking into it.

"Rachelle, please come to the front desk. We have a new horse for the stable." She says before removing her finger from the button.

It's not long before you hear a woman's voice echo through the speaker.

"Sure thing!" The voice says. "Is it a stallion or a mare?"

"Just a moment, I'll check." The receptionist responds.

You find it strange she didn't give an immediate answer, as you were pretty sure it was obvious you were a man, but maybe she just doesnt want to assume?

"Take off your pants." She says to you.

You're in shock for a moment, thinking she would simply just ask you.

"Oh! Um... Im a man." You say in a nervous tone.

"That's not what I'm checking." She says as she contines to type something on her computer. "I need to see the size of your penis."

"What? Why?" You question. Though as you think about it, you feel slightly silly not wanting to remove your pants in a place like this. You should have been expecting to be naked at least some of the time.

The receptionist looks up at you, with and almost annoyed expression.

"We have a size requirement to be a stallion, to help maintain some authenticity." She explains.

This answere startles you.

"So if my dick's too small I have to act like a female horse the entire time?" You ask, still in disbelief that this would even be a policy.

"Essentially." She says. "Did you even read the contract you just signed?"

She had to have known you didnt, and now you are quickly regretting it.

"I... um..." You stammer, trying to think of what to say.

"Look!" The receptionist says with a sigh. "I dont mean to be rude, but she's waiting for an answer. Just take off your pants so I can measure your penis."

Besides just simply leaving and losing out on all the money you already spent, you figure you have no other options. You hesitate for one more second before dropping your pants.