"But I didn't do anything wrong and I didn't pick it," Stiles protested before he could stop himself. He shut his mouth as soon the words were out though and bowed his head. "I'm sorry, Master. You said... sorry."
Suppressing most of his natural urges Stiles moved towards the spanking horse without another word, restraints in hand. He placed them on the ground beside him before he stripped out of the shirt and shorts he wore. He moved onto the horse as Derek as Derek told him to.