Reluctantly

You hate the trap for being right, and hate yourself for getting in this situation... but all you can do now is accept the realities, and wait for a chance for freedom.

“I’ll... I’ll be good.” You mutter. The trap smiles a wicked grin, stating “oh I know you will be, you really have ****!” He walks around you, hands groping around your tense and frustrated body. When he squeezes your ass particularly hard, you accidentally let out a weak moan, which just causes the trap to laugh.

After having his fun toying with you, he grabs a leash from nearby and clips it to your collar. “Well I am required to give you a tour, but this might just be the most fun I’ve had giving one!”

You grumble in frustration as you dutifully follow your tormentor. Sam leads you outside, where a chariot awaited with a human pony attached. The pony looked amazing, a muscular man covered in leather straps and metal hooks, as well as knee high pony boots and a full pony masked hood. His large cock was hanging beneath him, with a pony tail out of his firm ass. He neighed as you both approached, stomping a boot very horse like.