After doing all she can for the stricken horse, she goes to leave. On the way out of the stables she meets Joe Blow. She stops to chat. She smugly takes note of the rampant erection he involuntarily develops as a result of being in her presence. She smiles and unzips him and takes it out. She talks to him while she gently masturbates him. She undoes his pants and pulls his pants and underpants all the way down. She unbuttons his shirt. She has him lean against a nearby wall. She leisurely masturbates him, talking softly and enjoying the feel of this big burly young man's cock throbbing hotly in her hand. She lingeringly caresses his big balls in their hairy sac with her other hand and imagines how he would look strapped down, helpless, in her gelding-frame/stocks. She then asks him to give all his cream for her. Soon he does. A large thick sloppy load. It shoots out, glopping onto the the wall and dribbling on the stable floor.

She then feels the need to get some sexual satisfaction of her own so she leads him by his deflating tool into the tack room and pulls down her own pants and sits down in the chair there. Tucking her heels down under the chair and spreading her legs, she tells Joe to kneel down close in front of her and eat her out, a request with which he is only too happy to comply. Doc Granger runs her hands through Joe's hair, leans back and surrenders to the pleasure of feeling Joe's eager tongue and mouth on her pussy and clit.

Unexpectedly, she hears a noise at the door of the tack room. She looks up and sees that it is portly old Sir Guy DeCombersome standing there and watching the proceedings avidly.

Joe is startled and tries to get up, but she holds his head in place and tells him not to worry and to keep licking like a good boy.

"It's been a long time since I was allowed a taste of your honeypot, my dear," says DeCombersome in an injured tone.

Doc Granger sighs and tells him she's sorry, and asks him to come on over and see her at her house the following Saturday, "and I'll make it up to you and then you can wet your whiskers to your heart's content."

DeCombersome tries to squeeze his great bulk into the cramped tack room to get a better look down between Joe's legs, and then he gives Doc Granger a meaningful, inquiring look.

"No, Guy, I haven't taken this one for a ride in my special frame/stocks, at least not yet. I find that their pussy licking is less eager, less inspired, after they've taken such a ride, so I'm in no hurry." She stops to pull Joe's face more tightly into her pussy and bucks her hips several times, brazenly showing off her sexual enjoyment in front of DeCombersome, who just stands there and leers.

After she calms down a little, she glances up at DeCombersome and says, "oh by the way, speaking of which, I did do one of your stable lads recently, little Timmy."

DeCombersome gives a start and exclaims, "Really!? You don't say? Come to think of it, he has been looking a little pale and listless lately."

Doc Granger chuckles and says, "well, as you should well know yourself, Guy, it can take from two to six weeks to get over it, to get fully accustomed to your new status."

"Oh God, yes," sighs DeCombersome, "and how that takes me back. The memory of that heavenly night is still so fresh in my mind. When you had me stretched out and strapped down and totally vulnerable and accessible to your lovely, skilled hands. I remember how surprised I was when I first realized what you were doing to me, almost terrified. But then the most beautiful feeling of gratitude and contentment washed over me."

Janet, who hadn't been listening, went back to enjoying the feel of Joe's eager and active tongue. She closed her eyes and let herself recall the video she had made of little Timmy from the other night when she had him strapped down in her gelding-frame/stocks.

Some years ago she had had two video cameras installed in her play room. One fore, and one aft, of the frame/stocks, and two TV monitors so she could watch the proceedings live, as they are happening, as she is doing them.

She sometimes enjoys watching a re-play of the gelding operation itself taken from the aft position, but what she really enjoys is watching the tape taken from the fore position, the one that shows the young man's face, his reaction to what is being done to him. She loves that first look of stunned surprise that they always get when they realize that the person they trusted so fully is taking such a totally unexpected advantage of them. This is usually followed by a brief period of horror and panic as they struggle to try and get free from what those confident, deliberate feminine fingers are casually carrying out between their legs. When they realize that resistance is futile, and as they feel the last vestiges of their manhood being neatly and permanently trimmed and clipped away, their face always shows a feeling of blissful surrender and enjoyment. Their face would then relax into a sort of dopey, goofy look of happiness and contentment. She called it their "happy eunuch face", and as she is mentally visualizing little Timmy's face getting that look, this pushes her over the edge and she surrenders to a noisy, powerful climax while holding Joe's face close in tight to her swollen pussy lips and throbbing clit.

After the waves of pleasure have subsided, she looks up to see that DeCombersome is still standing there and leering, and mumbling, "that night, that night, how beautiful and perfect, oh how I wish I could re-live it, again and again."

Fully refreshed and satisfied, Janet lets go of Joe's head and indicates to him that he is now dismissed and that he should now get up and get dressed, giving him an affectionate little pat on the head as she does so. She then stands up, somewhat shakily, and picking up a clean rag nearby, she tries to wipe most of her sticky, sweet juices off of her sopping pussy, ass cheeks and upper thighs. She then pulls up her pants and re-arranges her clothing. "See you Saturday, then," she says cheerily to DeCombersome, giving him a big smile as she passes him on the way out the door. He stands there for a moment, still mumbling to himself, and then he snaps, somewhat sluggishly, out of his reverie and turns to watch, in helpless adoration, Doc Granger's beautiful butt as she strides confidently away.