Edward had acquired some new slave jockeys lighter than the two girls who'd been John's introduction to being a pony. The next day was a race day and one of these new slave jockeys rode John out onto the track with Edward's words ringing in his ears. "Beat the visiting ponies or else."
They were led into the stalls John looked to his left at the black pony next to him. The pony turned despairing eyes on him obviously a first timer his Chinese jockey looked experienced but apprehensive. John turned to look ahead as the starter moved to trigger the stalls. They burst open John sprinted forward the girl furiously lashing the whip down on his butt cheeks. Twenty laps later he crossed the line in first place with the black pony second.
"You, stupid idiot, Piss Breath I told you to win or I'd throw you back to the Russians."
"Russians?"
"Oh, this cretin was an accountant he embezzled a million dollars from the Russian Mafia a friend of mine informed them of it and recommended that he pays for it in a life of servitude."
"I'll give you three million for him and his jockey. They'll be a good addition to my breeding herd."
"One million to the Russians, the rest to me payment for his training. Look at him I don't think he wants to be sold. Tough Piss Breath you're sold I only keep winners in my stables."
Tears rolled down Piss Breath's face, the Chinese girl looked shocked wondering why she'd been sold as well.
"Stupid bitch what goes for him goes for you too."
The girl burst into tears it hadn't been her fault she'd whipped him hard enough.