Obedient as always, after the wonderful time with the little feline, he wandered back into his stable and sat down to recover. It was quite an enjoyable experience, and he swore he had smelled something coming off of the human…<br/><br/>In the morning, he was allowed out of the stable and given the chance to walk around and stretch out. They had clear instructions about where they could go during this time, and the stallion was content to wander the fields, bare as could be. He didn’t pay much attention to the humans as they walked around, and snorted at the other anthros that had work. Today was his resting day, though he couldn’t help imagining his experience with the cat that had been in heat. There was such pleasure in the primal action, and he had barely scratched the surface of exploring sex. His member was limp, tucked away in protective skin as he leaned against some wooden fencing, staring off into the distance. There wasn’t much else for slaves to do if they weren’t working, though the air was fresh and enjoyable to breathe. After a while though, one could only take so much outside, so he moved back to his little home with the cage door open and settled down in the shade of his stable, drinking water from a large metal bucket like a full horse might.<br/><br/>His ears perked up at the sound of someone coming in, and he stuck his head out to see the young daughter that had introduced him to the cat last night. “Mistress…” He said softly, betraying his inner persona. “Are you looking for something?”<br/>