This is a science fiction story.
Pony boys and girls have been around in many parts of the world for quite
a while. The idea is that one of a couple
agrees to be a pony boy or girl and the other will be Master or Mistress.
Usually, at least, it is done as a game, but suppose the pony were to wear
a collar, permanently locked on, giving their name in bold letters, and
"Pony of" and the name of the Master or Mistress. When acting as
a pony, the pony will wear a harness to which their arms are strapped,
and a bit, but this is only for pony play. The rest of the time,
they could wear ordinary clothes, but they'd still have that collar on
for all the world to see. They would effectively be married to their Master
or Mistress. Sound's far fetched? Read on!
TABLE OF CONTENTS
1 BACKGROUND
2
COLLEGE AND ALL THAT
3
THE CLAIMING OF LINDA
4 A NEW HOME
5
ENTERTAINMENT AT THE PONY CLUB
6
ENTERTAINMENT AT HOME
7
TAKING LINDA ON TRIPS
8
PONY CLUB VACATIONS
9
WE VISIT A PONY STABLE
10
WE VISIT A 'HOUSE'
11
I SOLVE THE MOTHER-IN-LAW PROBLEM
12 I SELL
SANDRA
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4 A NEW HOME
Mother and Linda took to each other immediately,
and of course when Dad came home, he fell for her too. We had champagne
to celebrate homecoming, then a very nice dinner. After dinner, there
was brandy, then Dad announced, "It is an old custom, when a new pony girl
comes into the family, the Father spends an hour in private with the new
girl, and the Mother spends an hour with her son. I'm not suggesting
that anything improper should go on, but after the hour, I expect
both women to come out wearing show pony harness and bit.". Linda
didn't show any signs of objecting, and it seemed like a good idea to me.
The hour Mother and I spent together
was not improper, but I did tell her to Strip right away. and after
I put the harness on her but before putting on the bit, we kissed quite
a lot. When the two darlings came back in show harness, we had them
doing music dressage routines, and without practice together, they worked
together as if they'd been practising together for hours.
The following day, I finalized the
purchase of our house; and Linda started getting furniture and furnishings.
We moved in within a week, although there was still a lot of work to do.
The first thing I said when we were alone together in it was, "Strip,
now, and I want you naked any time we're alone together."
For several days, I was busy getting
my new work organized, and Linda was busy getting our home organized.
She proved to be an excellent cook, did not use the many 'easy' meals that
were on the market, she preferred to work from basics. She got regular
help around the house and yard; among her better helpers were a pony boy
and pony girl whose Mistress and Master were finding it hard to make the
payments on their contract. There was quite a lot of such help available,
I found. The pay went directly to the Master or Mistress.
The first evening in our new home,,
I told Linda to come to my office at 9:30 PM bringing the halter and wrist
cuffs. When she showed up, promptly at 9:30, I put the halter on
her collar, put the cuffs on her wrists, then fastened her hands behind
her back with a double ended snap hook, then led her to the tack room.
I brought her to one of the two posts I'd had installed there, unhooked
her wrists, put them together again behind the pipe, much like the illustration
below.
I put my arms around her, pulling us together by pulling
on the pipe. After five minutes or so of passionate kissing, I unhooked
the wrist cuffs and fastened them to snaps on the ends of the ropes that
were slung on pulleys from the top of the two pipes. When I'd tightened
the ropes, she was confined just like Dad's rest bar had done to Mother,
standing with her arms spread wide over her head. The difference
from Dad's rest bar was that she couldn't turn around. I got a beer
out of the little refrigerator I'd had installed; fortunately, Linda had
it stocked with beer), then I sat down in the easy chair I'd set to get
the best view. "Linda, darling:", I said, I'll never get tired of
looking at you, particularly posed like this, for I think that pose makes
a beautiful woman look incredibly desirable. I plan to put you in it every
night I can."
She said, "The pony school trained
us to be proud of our naked bodies and flaunt them, but I hope you won't
get tired of looking at mine."
I said, "Dad recently told me that he hasn't
tired of having Mother naked when they were alone together for over thirty
years, and I can't imagine me ever being tired of you. I supposed
the custom of keeping pony boys and girls naked when alone with their master
or mistress is a power thing, to show who is master. Well, I won't
deny I like to be master, but I love you, now and always, for you have
made my life complete."
` When I'd finished my beer, I walked
up to Linda and walked around her, fondling her, then kissed her.
Then, I put a harness belt and show bit on her, and we spent some time
practising; I particularly made her take a lot of high steps, they are
the most important and need frequent practice. While not part of
the routine, I kissed her quite a few times during this session.
I found many other interesting ways
to confine Linda to the posts. Facing a post, her breasts nicely
straddled it, then I cuffed her hands in front, around the post so that
her rear was nicely exposed.
5
ENTERTAINMENT AT THE PONY CLUB
There were six pony clubs around town,
two of them had been converted from the sites of defunct golf clubs,
and the landscaping for golf made for some interesting pony cart trails,
and weather permitting, we tried to spend an hour every day on one or another
of them with Linda in her harness and bit. We only used the cart
on weekends, week days I trotted behind Linda; holding her reins, as did
most of the other Masters, we needed the exercise as much as our ponies
did.
There was also an inter club race
track and a pavilion for pony shows and dressage events. All the
clubs had good restaurants.
We joined the same club Mother and
Dad belonged to and took advantage of many of their events. For one
thing their computer made it easy to find other new members who might be
compatible with us, and most of the people we met that way became life
long friends. There were frequent club dances, some of which we attended.
I regularly took Linda to one of the pony cart trails, but I didn't use
a cart often, I trotted behind Linda holding the reins, as did some other
owners, as the exercise was just as good for us as for the ponies.
The racing season was almost over
when we got settled in our new house, but we did manage to take in a couple
races before it ended. There was also a professional course only an hours
drive away. The first races of the local season were elimination's
to decided who would defend each club's honour; then there were inter club
races, with their rivalry. That year, we only got to see the inter
club finals.
The show pavilion for the local clubs
was in use pretty much all year. During the week; it was used for
dressage training, and every club had regular practice session scheduled
in it, and there were several professional trainers who had classes there.
I'd seen a few show and dressage contests
while I was in school, but now I took a serious interest in them, since
I planned to enter Linda in a variety of events, so I might as well tell
a little about how the pony shows were conducted. The show ponies
went around the arena with their owner or handler behind; dressed in costumes
such as riding boots and top hat; one pony performed at a time, using routines
that were designed to show off their figures and best points. When
the ponies came in front of the judges stand, they all had to stop, face
the judges, then kneel before the judges; then bend over and touch their
head to the floor and hold it five seconds. .All the owner or handler
had to do was walk behind and hold the reins; he carried a long training
whip which he had no use for, he was just there for show, and nobody paid
much attention to him or her, the real attraction was the pony.
We had several months before the club's
Pony Show, so I inquired about trainers, Linda was already well trained,
BUT I wanted her to be judged as the BEST in the club, so I checked out
several trainers. The trainer I selected was named Henry Gilbert,
and he not only had a good record at training pony girls, both Linda and
I liked him. During the first lessons, Henry brought his own pony
girl; to demonstrate all the moves he was teaching, she had won several
'best of show' awards, regional a well as local, but no longer competed.
I attended nearly all of Linda's training sessions, which took an hour
every week, and I had her practice for me nearly every day.
Linda didn't win 'Best of Show' her
first year, but we kept practising, and she actually won her second try.
6
ENTERTAINMENT AT HOME
All of our friends were pony club members, by
our first year together, there were a couple dozen, which was enough, as
we were not set up for large parties and preferred to have no more than
eight at our dining table; and most of our friends operated the same way.
Generally, the host's (or hostess's) pony girl or boy prepared dinner,
and when the first guests arrived, was helped by a pony boy or girl helper.
Service was usually buffet style, and seating always alternated male and
female. After the dishes were cleared and the dishwasher loaded, we had
a drawing, pairing the men with women, the only restriction was a Master
or Mistress was not paired with their own pony. The pairing was for
an hour and each couple went to a bedroom;.what each couple did during
that hour was their own business; the object was to promote closeness.
We found that all of us had been keeping
our pony boys and girls naked when we were alone, and after we had all
become well acquainted, we decided that they should be naked at our dinner
parties. I liked the idea a great deal, since I have liked the sight
of naked women since I was in high school, if not before. Having
a naked woman on one or both sides of me at the dinner table seemed great
to me. There was no hanky panky, there was nothing sexual about having
the pony boys and girls naked, it was really, I guess, simply a way of
demonstrating who were the bosses. After the first time, I didn't
even get an erection being between naked (and beautiful) women.
Speaking for myself, when I had my
first hour with a woman, whether pony girl or mistress, I tried to learn
as much about them, their background and experience as I could. When a
man takes a woman to a private bedroom, one would expect them to engage
in sexual intercourse, perhaps, and I must admit that eventually I had
that experience with all the women in our little circle, but it went very
gradually, I wanted to know them, to have them as good friends, first.
I kissed all of them the first 'date', but there are kisses and kisses,
and the first kiss was rarely a passionate one, although the degree of
response was a fair indication of how fast the relationship might ripen.
I might not draw the same woman again for a month or more, too.
Not surprisingly, the mistresses tended
to be more aggressive than the pony girls. After my relationship
with a pony girl had matured, I spent part of the time with her in bondage,
as I tend to enjoy sex most with a woman in bondage, and pony girls are
necessarily submissive. If I was at home, I usually put a show harness
without G-string on them, with their arms behind their backs. Since
a harness won't fit in a pocket, when I was away from home, I used rope.
When the subject of bondage came up in a relationship with a mistress,
the best I could do was trade off, they usually put me in bondage as often
as I did them.
After the hour of 'togetherness',
we often harnessed and bitted the pony boys and girls in show gear and
had them do several of their musical dressage routines for us. They
had to do them mostly walking and prancing in place, our living rooms weren't
that big for four ponies at once; it was interesting to compare the pony
boys and girls together, most club events were for pony girls or pony boys
separately.
7 TAKING LINDA ON TRIPS
My work osccsionally required me to fly
to one of the cities where we had important customers. From the start,
I decided that Linda should go with me. The cost of taking her was
affordable, and I wanted her company.
While I went to business meetings,
Linda was free to explore the town and shop. She liked to shop, mostly
for gifts for other people. For lunch, he usually went to the local
pony club, often met interesting people there and we usually spent the
evening at the club unless there was something such as ballet or a concert
we wanted to attend.
One of the best deals we ran into
was meeting Henry Cook at the San Diego Pony +Club. If you were a
member of an approved pony club, any club would help strangers find a compatible
couple to have dinner with. If you and your pony appealed to the
other pony owner, it was customary to trade ponies for an hour, just like
we did at home, using rooms the clubs had for that purpose. Henry
and I traded ponies the first evening we'd met, and afterwards, since the
trades had worked out well all around, Henry told us that he had a forty
five foot sailboat, and invited us for a sail the coming week end.
I knew nothing about sailing but Henry assured me that he and his Pony
Girl Patrice could handle the boat, so I was able to accept. Linda
just wore a G-string, as did Patrice. Once we were away from the
other boats, they removed the G-strings, of course. Patrice helped
Linda put on sun screen, particularly on the spots that pony gear
had covered, then showed her how things worked in the galley.
Meanwhile, Henry tried to show me the rudiments of sailing, and I resolved
to learn all I could about it, as it was very interesting and as I expected
to be in San Diego fairly often.
After lunch, Henry suggested that
I take Patrice below and get better acquainted with her while the boat
was sailing, he assured me that it would be a different experience.
As it was. Fortunately, neither Linda nor I proved to be susceptible
to sea sickness, so it was an excellent experience. When we came
back up an hour later, I suggested that Patrice and I could handle the
boat while Henry and Linda got better acquainted in the cabin. Which
they did, but didn't take quite as long as Patrice and I did, since he'd
had a chance to warm Linda up while Patrice and I were below. Late
in the day, we anchored in a quiet cove and Linda and I spent the night;
Henry and Patrice slept in their own cabin, Sunday was another excellent
day and we got to 'get acquainted' under sail again, this time with our
own pony girls. All in all, it was a great week end, and after that,
we often managed to get a sail in while visiting San Diego.
We managed to make friends at all
the pony clubs we went to, and get acquainted with pony girl at them too.
Variety is the spice of life, they say;, but the best thing about having
relations with other women was always to realize more strongly than ever
that Linda was the best of all.
8
PONY CLUB VACATIONS
Linda and I took vacations, of course,
and one of the first was a two week cruise sponsored by
the National Pony Club for Masters, Mistresses and their
ponies. It was to Belize/Guatemala/barrier reef. Belize is
a little country between Mexico and Guatemala which has the world's second
biggest barrier reef.
The ship was small, took only eighty
passenger, which gave everybody a chance to get acquainted.
The crew numbered only sixteen and were very friendly
and helpful; the captains pony was 'cruise director', and the entire crew
was made up of Master, Mistresses and their ponies. There was only
one seating for meals, at tables for eight, choose your own place.
The cruise included a week of stopping at various keys;, with snorkelling
and glass bottom boat rides. The high point of the cruise was going
up the Rio Dulce in Guatemala, with thick jungle, high cliffs, an old Spanish
fort, primitive natives still paddling dugout cayucas but talking to their
friends with satellite phones!
When we started, the standard garb
was G-string or jock straps, but as soon as we were away from other people,
these were dispensed with. Out cabins were tiny, but adequate.
After dinner, every night, there was a drawing, optional, but no one declined
to join, for every male to spend an hour with a different female.
The ship also had a half dozen Sun Fish sailboats, there was a race for
them nearly every day, and Linda and I won enough races so that we go a
certificate at the end of the cruise certifying that we were the cruise
champions.
We had dressage contests on the upper
deck almost every night, and Linda won several prizes.
There were other similar cruises in
similar small ships we avoided those that called for much exposure to 'civilians',
as we called non pony club members.
Another great vacation was the Pony
Club resort in Jamaica, and again no one wore any clothing to speak of.
Luxurious cottages, beautiful beaches, sailboats to sail, snorkelling to
do, and every night there were dressage contests for our ponies and Linda
won the grand prize for her performance in the musical dressage contest;
there was also some local entertainment.
Vacations were a pleasant change, but
we were always glad to get back to our own home and routines. I missed
the facilities of the tack room, particularly, to display Linda, I also
missed those hours we had together just before bed, and missed her performing
her dressage routines just for me in only a harness belt and bit, with
her arms strapped to her sides or behind her back, more rigging than that
just distracted from her beauty, and with that bit bit in her mouth, she
was just a perfect pony.
9
WE VISIT A PONY STABLE
Linda and I visited many pony clubs, and
at one in Palm Beach, we met Henry Wilson and his pony girl Sherry, a gorgeous
red head. Henry was very cordial and invited us to have dinner with
him at his estate, and we accepted. Henry had told us that he had
a couple dozen ponies, about equally divided between Pony Girls and Pony
Boys, Sherry being the present head Pony Girl.
Henry took us to his mansion in his
limousine, which had a uniformed chauffeur, an attractive Pony Girl who
held the door open for us; her collar said her name was Elaine. His
estate was quite large, and we were met at the door of his mansion by another
attractive Pony Girl who was his major-domo, whose collar said her name
was Alice. As soon as we were inside, Henry told Alice to Strip,
except for high heeled shoes, and I told Linda to Strip, also.
Henry told us the house was staffed entirely by Pony Girls, and all were
attractive. He had a similar number of Pony Boys, who served as grooms
and did other work around the estate.
Before dinner, Henry had all the Pony
Girls line up and I went down the line being introduced and kissng every
one briefly. Henry told me that I could have my pick of them for
a private hour after dinner and entertainment, but I told him that I trusted
his judgement and Sherry would do nicely. Before dinner, Henry took
us to his dungeon, which had a wide variety of bondage devices, and we
briefly put a different girl in each of them, just so I could see what
they were like.
Dinner was buffet style, so all the
Pony Girls could eat with us. It was very pleasant to have so many
attractive females displaying their excellent breast for me. After
dinner, there was brandy, but all Henry's girls were excused except Sherry,
so they could prepare for the entertainment.
The first entertainment was in a large
covered patio with musical dressage demonstration of six ponies, all very
good. Then, there was a demonstration of six Pony Boys, all equally
good, although I didn't enjoy them as much as I did the girls. Then,
we went outside for a carriage ride. The carriage was very unusual,
and Henry was very proud to exhibit it. It had four wheels, but was
more like a car than an old fashioned horse carriage. There were
two wide seats facing each other with a small drink bar in between.
The carriage had golf cart type wheels and springing and the front wheels
steered like a car but the direction controlled by a draw bar instead of
a steering wheel. There were four Pony Girls pulling it, all in one
line. The draw bar was in the middle of the front, it controlled
the steering and had a long hand bar across the end, at right angles, for
two ponies on each side to push on. The ponies wore only running
shoes, a single belt harness and a bridle-bit assembly. Their elbows
were strapped close behind, and there was a chain between their wrist cuffs
with a snap in the middle that snapped on the hand bar. The carriage
had a driver in front, and two seats facing each other that were wide enough
for two or three. Henry had the driver demonstrate manoeuvring the
rig;, then we went on a tour of the estate. I didn't pay a lot of
attention to the scenery as I was busy getting acquainted with Sherry while
Henry was getting acquainted with Linda. After the carriage ride,
we went to bedrooms. My session with Sherry turned out very well.
First, I put a practice harness on her and secured her arms behind her
back. Next, I stripped. Then, we sat in a sofa
together, talked some, kissed a lot, and then I turned her over and spanked
her a little. Then, I followed Henry's instructions and gave her
ten strokes with a paddle similar to the one I used on Linda from time
to time. Henry had said that Sherry was due for a paddling, and as
he had plenty of other pony girls he could paddle, he let me paddle Sherry
to get her horny for me. I gagged her first, I didn't care about
hearing her screams, I just wanted to see her gagged. She still had
her arms fastened behind her back to the temporary harness, so I just had
her kneel by the side of the bed and bend over, then I laid them on, allowing
at least twenty seconds between swats. By the sixth blow, her muffled
screams were noticeable but when it was over, I massaged her cheeks, which
were already pretty red. Then;, I made her get up and sit on the
sofa again. I took the gag off, kissed her very hard and felt her
private part, it was pretty wet. So, I made her get on the bed, and
took her, and it was as good a session as I'd ever had with Linda.
Finally, I unstrapped Sherry's arms,
we retired to the bathroom, then I put a halter rope on her and led her
back to the living room, where we met Henry and Linda. Before we
left, Henry gave me a pass card to any of the chain of Pony Boy and Girl
Houses he was president of. They offered Pony Boys and Girls for
rent, in or out of the House, and not necessarily as ponies.
10
WE VISIT A 'HOUSE'
As I mentioned earlier, Pony Boys and
Girls were the 'employees' in Call Girl and Boy business and House Girl
and Boy business. They were too expensive for me when I was in college,
besides I didn't lack for girls. And, of course when I got Linda,
I had no need for Girls outside the pony circles. However Henry Wilson
was head man and gave a special pass card for them and insisted that Linda
and I try at least one of them gratis and give him a report.
One of Henry's Houses happened to
be in the city near where we lived so one evening Linda and I decided to
try it out. The directory said the house was called 'Lady's Place'.
It was a large building that looked like a warehouse; it and it's parking
lot occupied a whole city block. When I presented our card to the
manager, she said that we could inspect all the Girls and Boys who were
available, naked, if we wished, and make our choice, no hurry.
Then she conducted us to a large,
lavishly furnished room, where a couple dozen well dressed men and women
were seated in several groups, conversing, drinking, etc. She seated
us at a sofa, then brought a Girl to us. The only way we could tell
that she was not a customer was that she wore a Pony collar with her name
on it;, SUSAN.
Susan was introduced to us and told
that we were interested in looking over the Girls and Boys who were available.
She said, "Great, let me get us drinks, then I'll take you to a viewing
room, and after you've inspected me, I'll bring other of our Staff for
you inspection." Then, Susan led us to a good sized room with two
sofas and four easy chairs as well as several tables to hold drinks.
She then proceeded to strip to her shoes and stockings, turned slowly around
so we could get a good view of all of her, then she asked us if we liked
what we saw. She was beautiful in every respect, so I just said,
"You've got to be kidding, you're the second most beautiful woman I've
ever seen!"
She said; "And she first is right
in this room."
What could I say to that? I
could only agree.
I asked Susan about her history, and
said she had a Master she just couldn't take, so she found herself on the
market, and Henry's agents bought her contract at full price, so there
she was.
I said, "Susan, do you get any pay
for your work, or do you just get food and keep?"
Susan's reply was, "Well, our food
and keep is pretty lavish, but we are allowed to keep tips, which I've
been investing; and if I can keep it up, I might be able to buy out my
contract by the time I've been doing this for ten ;years."
Susan then told us that right then,
there was one more Girl and two Boys who were available for inspection,
and after we OK'd it, she whispered into her wrist radio and in a few minutes,
another Girl and two Boys showed up, bringing their drinks with them.
As soon as they'd put their drinks down, they stripped, so we had two naked
Girls and two naked Boys.
I asked them if Boys could manage
to serve customers as often as Girls could, and they told me that medical
science had found ways to make the Boys produce erections as often as they
wished, never mind that they were out of semen, their customers could hardly
tell the difference and cared not at all. We chatted with the four
of them fifteen minutes, when Susan suggested that we continue the inspections,
so while the first four got dressed, eight more showed up. After
we had been at the house two hours, we'd seen all the ponies that were
on duty that evening, a total of eighteen girls and fourteen boys.
When we'd 'inspected' the last Boys
and Girls, I asked for Susan to spend an hour with me, and Linda chose
Ken, one of the Boys that had impressed her favorably.
I had asked that Susan bring a temporary
harness, bit and pony whip, which she did, and I spent a good part of the
hour having her doing dressage routines. She said that she was glad
to get a chance to do dressage privately, as very few of their customers
wanted it, most of the dressage she'd done here was in the main lounge,
to entertain customers in it.
After I'd tired of putting Susan through
dressage, I removed the bit put her face down on the bed, gave her twenty
strokes with the pony whip, then turned her over. She was ready.
Comparing notes with Linda, I found
she'd used her Boy almost exactly the same way I used Susan;, except she
gave him forty strokes with the pony whip. She said that he did not
need the medical enhancement, his erection produced semen.
The next time we visited Henry Wilson,
I gave him our report on the Boys and Girls of the
House (which was all favourable, of course). He
thanked us and offered to have Susan and Ken call on us any time we wished,
as the House operated a Call Boy and Girl service. Linda and I took
him up on his offer by including Susan and Ken in one of our parties occasionally,
which was a little unusual, as we thus had five ponies and three Masters/Mistresses.
No real problem, though, we had four men and four women, all compatible.
11
I SOLVE THE MOTHER-IN-LAW PROBLEM
Linda had kept in touch with her mother,
and one day she said to me, "Joe, my Mother just told me that she would
like to visit us.
I said, "Darling, do you want her
to come here?'
She said, "I just don't know,
We've never been very close, and I'm wondering if she's short of money
and might like to move in with us."
I said, "That doesn't sound like a
good idea at all, unless she could come here as a pony girl. I mean,
I'm not about to buy a contract on her, she'd have to give one to me, but
the only way I'd consider her living in this house is if she'd submit to
us as a pony girl."
Linda said, "You mean she'd be the
number two pony girl in this house, and she'd have to submit to me?"
"Yes. If you think that's worth
looking into, I'll phone her and invite her to spend a night with us, anyway."
"OKay."
So, I phoned Linda's Mother.
She accepted my invitation, and the date was set for next Tuesday.
The day Linda's mother was coming,
I arranged for Ken to spend the night with us, to keep Linda company, as
I wanted to talk to Linda's Mother in private, probably for a long time.
Linda's Mother's name was Sandra,
and when Linda introduced her to me, we kissed, a polite kiss but with
a sort of suggestion from her that it could lead to more. Sandra
was not wearing a pony collar, of course, she was wearing street clothes,
so Linda was also dressed for the occasion. She looked like a slightly
plumper Linda, quite handsome, but she did not have the figure Linda, or
for that matter, my Mother, had.
Our conversation was general, but I got a distinct
feeling that Sandra would like to talk to me in private. After dinner,
I had Linda serve us brandy, and I simply asked Sandra if she wanted to
talk to me in private, and when she said she did, we adjourned to
the Master bedroom. As soon as we were alone together, Sandra didn't
beat around the bush, she told me that the money she got back when contract
terminated was shrinking fast, (due to her own foolishness, she admitted)
and she simply asked if I would help her. I said, "Sandra, the only way I would help you
is if you'd agree to be my number two pony girl. I wouldn't buy a
contract on you, you'd have to give me a contract, and you'd have to give
me any assets you have left." She said;, "My assets are down to a thousand
dollars, which I'd gladly give you if you'd make me your Pony Girl."
I said, "You understand that you'd
be taking orders from Linda?"
"Yes."
All right, let's start right now.
Strip. She immediately took all her clothes off, then stood
with her hands clasped behind her neck. Then, I told her Kneel.
She knelt, with her legs spread wide and her hand still clasped behind
her neck. Then, I told her, Knee walk to me. She obeyed,
and I spread my knees so she could get close, then put my arms around her
and we kissed, and it was a quite different kiss from our first kiss.
After a long, hard kiss, I had Sandra
Stand, while I put dressage harness on her, and a bit, then spent
some time running her through dressage routines. She did quite well,
considering that she hadn't had any practice for several years.
Nest, I led her with the reins to
the tack room, took the pony gear off and fastened her arms behind her
back with a single sleeve arm binder, gagged her and lifted her arms with
the hoist on one of the posts until her body was bent over horizontally
and her arms right against the post.
Then, I showed her the big paddle,
and spent several minutes fondling her nicely plump bottom. I told
her, "Darling, this is to make up for the several years you haven't been
paddled. From now on, every day when I'm in town, I'm going to give
you at least one stroke. Today, it will be forty, and I plan to give
you forty more every month unless you prove to be a very good pony.
Long before I finished, Sandra had
'lost it' completely, and it took fifteen minutes of rubbing ointment on
her bottom and kissing it before she calmed down.
When Sandra had calmed down, I took
the gag out of her mouth, had her spread her legs, then took her, right
there. I took my time, got a good grip on her breasts, then eased
the very hard erection I'd developed into her, and managed to control myself
when she had an orgasm almost immediately, however I wasn't able to control
it when she had her second orgasm, too soon, but it was a wonderful experience.
We stayed united for another five minutes.
Finally, I lowered her arms, removed
the arm binder, and took her to bed, and managed to have her once again.
It was a very satisfactory night.
By the end of the next day;, Sandra
was wearing a pony collar with 'Pony of' and 'Joe 'Forsyth' on it.
Sandra became a very good pony from then on. She did not stay plump
very long, for I insisted on giving lots of exercise.
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Sandra proved to a very good pony girl.
She obeyed Linda without any question, and proved to be a good and efficient
worker. We made her exercise very hard, and within a month, she had
a very good figure.
There was no problem finding a place
for Sandra to sleep, but I did study what to do with her when we entertained.
Finally, I decided to display her in the living room. I arranged
pulleys on the ceiling to run ropes through;, and cleats to secure the
ropes, and before the first guests were due at the party, Sandra reported
wearing only high heeled shoes; I put wrist and ankle cuffs on her.
Then, ropes were attached to the wrist cuffs and her arms were pulled up
snugly, spread over her head, so her hands were two feet apart and as high
as they could go without forcing her on tiptoe. Then, I connected
her ankle cuffs with a single double ended snap hook. She looked really
beautiful, the pose the same as I'd admired Linda in regularly.
When our guests arrived, I introduced
all the Masters and Mistresses to Sandra and suggested that they kiss her,
as they wouldn't be able to later, as I was going to put a bit in her mouth.
When the last guest had been introduced;, I put a show bit in Sandra's
mouth and strapped it in place. I told the guests that they
were free to inspect Sandra and fondle her if they wished, she was going
to stay like that until the last guest left. A couple of the Masters
took me up on that and got Sandra warmed up. When the last guest
was gone, I took the bit out of her mouth and gave her a long, passionate
kiss. Then, I released her bonds, and took her to our bedroom, where
she spent the rest of the night in our big bed instead of in a bedroom
by herself. Of course, I amused myself with her, she was very passionate;
being on display so long had her as much aroused as if I'd given her forty
swats with the big paddle.
Not long after Sandra had joined our
'family', we spent another evening visting Harry Wilson in Palm Beach,
and I found later that Linda had told Harry about her mother joining us.
A day or so after we got home, Harry called me and asked if he could visit
us. He said that he was interested in buying Sandra's contract, he
had decided that he wanted an older woman to be the Hostess in his establishment,
he had always liked Linda and gathered that her mother looked pretty much
like her, with her dark red hair. I found a date that would suit
Harry, when we didn't have anything scheduled, and invited him to spend
the night with us. With the date set, I invited two other couples
for that night so we'd have our usual eight including Harry and Sandra.
When everyone had arrived, the other
couples, who had heard from us about Harry and his establishment were very
interested and asked many questions about the problems of having a stable
of pony boys and girls, they found the whole subject fascinating.
Harry was seated next to Sandra at the dining table, and of course I told
everyone that she was his 'date', so they went off to his bedroom together
when we had the usual 'getting acquainted hour'.
When they came back, we had a musical
dressage demonstration with all the ponies, and while they were getting
ready, Harry told me, "I'll give you a million dollars for her contract."
I replied, "You can have her for free,
that's all she cost me."
Harry said, "Thanks, but I'll still
give you the million, that will impress my other ponies."
I said, "Thank you. I have one
bit of advice to give you: give Sandra a good paddling every week."
That was all there was to it, and
when the ponies came back after their dressage with their harnesses and
bits removed, I pointed to Harry and told Sandra, "There's your new master."
She immediately knelt before Harry, bent over and kissed his feet, and
said, "Thank you, thank you." He spread his knees, pulled her close,
and hugged and kissed her.
The next time we visited Harry at
Palm Beach, Sandra was there as his number one Pony Girl, and I got to
have an hour with her while Harry was with Linda. She told me, "It
has been wonderful, you were awfully good to me, but it certainly is great
to be over all those other Pony Boys and Girls, I love it here."-
