***
Dianne showed up around mid-morning. I was bored and anything had to be better than just pacing my stall. She harnessed me to a cart and climbed in behind me.
“Let’s see what you’ve got, Jelly Roll,” she said flicking her whip on my ass.
The tip caught me just right. It hurt like hell and I jumped forward. It took some effort to get the cart started but then it got easier. She let me jog at a leisurely pace until we reached the race track.
“Open up, Jelly Roll,” she shouted and began laying the whip on.
I ran as hard as I could all the way around before she pulled me to a stop in front of the stands. I was heaving in great gulps of air. She stepped down and walked around in front of me.
“Not bad for your first time,” she complimented me. “I think I can win with you this week. We
