Clint woke up the next morning more satisfied than he'd ever felt as Karyn. Getting laid while playing this macho cowboy really did wonders for him. He hoped Jan was equally happy with her experience.
When Jan admitted her masochistic fantasy to be dominated in a wild west environment, Karyn had to make it a reality. In truth, she'd always a bit of an attraction to Jan, not that Karyn would ever be able to be straight with her... so to speak. After taking her to an authentic wild west saloon, Karyn thought her best chance of getting Jan to find Karyn attractive would be to transform into a dominant cowboy. Karyn hadn't counted on enjoying being Clint so damn much.
He immediately introduced himself to the brothel madame as a cowherd new to the area and indicated Jan as his bride, a woman who needed to learn her place. Oh, that blush that spread across Jan's cheeks! He smacked her ass and told her to be a good girl to the nice whores. That little submissive nod Jan gave was enough to make Clint rock hard, and he screwed Mitsuko while wishing Jan was in her place. Mistuko was a good lay, but she wasn't the cute girl Clint grew up with and fell for in high school.
Clint stroked Mistuko's hair. She smiled as she woke up.
"G'd morning, sir," she said with her cute accent, a mix between Japanese and Southern U.S. regional sounds. "Ya up for another round before breakfast, or did you want ta fill ya belly first?"
"I wouldn't say no to another go," he said, his cock hardening as he leered at her sexy little body. "First, though, I would like see how my wife is doing."
"I saw the way she walked with such confidence ya'd swear she was a man!" Mitsuko shook her head with disdain. "A filly that unbridled should surely be made to train as long as possible. Ya do want ya money's worth, don't ya?"
Clint considered. On the one hand, he didn't really care about Jan's training. This was just a bit of fun for both of them, and money was no issue at all when he could just wish more into his pockets. On the other hand, he imagined Jan would be having a great time and didn't want to disturb it for her. "Yeah... Let's give her more time."
Mitsuko grinned. She gripped his cock and began to pump.
Clint closed his eyes and relaxed, just enjoying Mitsuko's ministrations.
One blowjob, one round of missionary, and one titty fuck later, Clint was famished. He went down to the saloon and ordered breakfast. Though, at this point, it was more like lunch. There wasn't much in the way of accommodations, but a quick wish improved the kitchen, and Clint enjoyed a delicious roasted chicken. He burped loudly with approval.
The girls giggled at this masculine display. Clint winked at them.
Now that he was well-fed, it was time to see how Jan was doing. Something told him a happy girl would be waiting for him, ready to shower him with affection.
