Hung Like a Stallion - Part 1: The Shetland Pony - Sex Stories

Hung Like a Stallion - Part 1: The Shetland Pony

... invited to perform in the championship. But that was the last we heard from her. She never performed in the championship, so we can only assume her cover was blown,” explained Inspector Dick casually. Barbie swallowed nervously. “I… if a trained officer failed, what makes you think I won’t?” she inquired, though it was obvious her concern was for her life and not her mission. “I have no training.” “That’s exactly why you will succeed; the operative’s cover was blown because she was a cop. Since you are not, that will not be an issue.” Barbie nodded, but she was far from convinced. Still, she had agreed to help them and she assumed they knew what they were doing; they were cops after all. “All right,” she agreed, “What’s my mission.” The inspector smiled. “You will basically start at the bottom and gradually work your way up to the top. All you need to do is give us the identity of the man who is in charge of the entire operation. If that is not possibly, the location of the championship should be enough,” he explained. “Sounds simple,” muttered Barbie, though she knew it would be far from it. “Don’t worry, we’ll start slowly and I will always be nearby to watch over you,” assured Inspector Dick. Though it was of little comfort, Barbie realized it would have to do. She nodded. “All right. But I have a few conditions.” The Inspector seemed surprised, but nodded nonetheless. “One: I need to make sure my sister will be taken care of during my absence.” Within minutes, it had ...

... been agreed that April—Barbie’s hacker friend—would take care of Nikki during Barbie’s absence. Because she would have to take time off of work, the cops agreed to compensate her for lost wages. “Two: I need you to guarantee both Nikki and her identity will remain safe.” As before, the condition was soon agreed to. Nikki’s identity would be wiped from public databases and there would be a patrol car watching over her at all times. Finally satisfied, Barbie signed a paper indicating she was going undercover for the RCMP and that every illegal act she committed during her employment would be pardoned. After giving Nikki a farewell hug, Barbie was flown halfway across the country and given a cover story. Because the first rule of undercover work was to stay as close to reality as possible, Barbie’s records indicated she had moved to take advantage of a business opportunity. But when it turned out to be a scam, she was left broke and alone in an unfamiliar city. That was what led her to perform in a crummy bestiality sex show. At least, that is what anyone who came looking would find. Suddenly, Barbie was snapped back to reality by the sound of a bell ringing in the distance. Glancing around, she realized she was still sitting in a small, crummy changing room. “Time to perform,” she realized. Her hands were still shaking and her palms were sweaty. Taking a deep breath for courage, she stood on shaky legs and strode toward the door leading to the arena. She made her way down a narrow ...