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Chapter 6 by Coy-toy Coy-toy

Would you still apply?

It’s so easy to rationalize away for money

At 100 an hour, even if you only worked a few days you’d have enough to come out far ahead. And if you could last a month, you’d be set over a year. Plus, if you got the sense someone was thinking about sending you to training, you could just quit! There is nothing stoping you from quitting until training is complete, right? Plus, they’d probably want burly or muscle guys. Your body, while very fit, probably isn’t sought for… shudder… pony play.

With all these thoughts, you decide to proceed and sign, though a cloud of anxiety still lingers over you. You receive instructions to the address and time in the morning, told to come in work out attire, as uniforms of all types will be provided. This left you with a restless if slightly horns night, as you resisted searching ponyplay, knowing it may sap your nerves to follow through.

You get dressed in a hurry in the morning, bringing only your phone and an ID, as instructed. You decide to leave early and walk the distance, only about 2 miles away. You arrive 20 minutes early, at the gates to the Downs. There is a large mansion in the front that is known for parties, with both a skyway to the stadium and barns, but well known tunnels underneath. You wait anxiously for the facilities and gate to open.

Are you the only new hire?

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