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Authors: C. P. Mandara
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Fastening her collar in place once more, he checked all the joints and buckles on her harness and yanked it once, to make sure it was tightly in place. He was satisfied with her responding intake of breath.
'Right, I have some good news and bad news. Which do you want first?'
Jenny glared at him in response.
'Bad news, huh?' With twinkling eyes he said, 'The bad news is that you've only got a few hours in my scintillating presence. The good news, however, is that we'll be doing anal training and I have lots of fun in store for you, my lucky pony.'
Jenny figured that if she swapped the good news and bad news around, he'd hit the nail squarely on the head. Where were her rescue helicopter, fire engine, ambulance and police car escort out of this godforsaken place? She was beginning to suspect she'd need the help of each and every emergency service available in order to get out of this predicament.
'Is that a disappointed expression? Don't worry; you've got another session with the villagers later. They'll be preparing you for your new life as a pony. A bit of scrubbing, bit of cleaning, bit of trimming and some preening. You girls like that kind of thing. He tugged her pubic hair tightly. You're going to look so cute when this has gone,' he winked at her.
Jenny gave him the 'look' and then smiled sweetly, flexing her fingernails in response. Little did she know she'd be losing those shortly, too.
He swatted her bottom again and grinned as she blanched. 'Before we do anything else, I suppose we'd better put some air in your little plug. You're going to need all the help you can get if we're going to get a tail in that ass tomorrow.' Moving around to her rear, he fondled her pink cheeks before pulling a little oval pump out of his pocket. Slotting a tube on the valve of her butt plug, he compressed it four times before he was happy with the rigid set of Jenny's body. It would be enough for now. He slapped her ass firmly. 'That will give you something to think about on your crawl back to the training room, little filly.'
When his hands tugged at her leash her eyes met his, and the magnificent black hatred reflected back in them proved that his was a job well done.
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We trust you're enjoying Jenny's induction into the world of pony play, and if you've not yet read Book One - The Riding School, and Book Three - Hot to Trot, they're both available to download from Amazon now...
Hot to Trot
Jenny remained where she had been told and eyed the dildos in the room with trepidation. She then made a point of staring at the floor and not looking in the direction of Mr Big. The man wasn’t a monster, surely? Looking at the various sizes of toys on display, she felt her breath catch. Would they really fit... there? Her buttocks clenched tightly in panic and she was immediately reminded of her predicament. Was this going to hurt? Adrenaline was already beginning to flow through her veins at the anticipation of what might come next, and the silence in the room was unnerving...
The viciously attractive Mark, with the unfaltering smile, has a day of endurance planned for Jenny that the devil himself would find challenging. His artful temperature play has her screaming, his anal dilators have her howling and a ride in the sybian's saddle leaves her virtually unconscious, but the day is far from over. A group of ladies, with wandering fingers, are given the task of transforming Jenny into a sweet, submissive little pony who will be left looking 'hot to trot' in no time at all.
After an exhausting day of training, Jenny has only escape or rescue on her mind. Alas, escape is rather difficult when you're naked, dressed in thigh high pony boots and have your hands immobilised in leather mittens which are clipped behind your back. Besides, escape isn't all that important - not when you're desperate for your next orgasm, it isn't.
Fastening her collar in place once more, he checked all the joints and buckles on her harness and yanked it once, to make sure it was tightly in place. He was satisfied with her responding intake of breath.
'Right, I have some good news and bad news. Which do you want first?'
Jenny glared at him in response.
'Bad news, huh?' With twinkling eyes he said, 'The bad news is that you've only got a few hours in my scintillating presence. The good news, however, is that we'll be doing anal training and I have lots of fun in store for you, my lucky pony.'
Jenny figured that if she swapped the good news and bad news around, he'd hit the nail squarely on the head. Where were her rescue helicopter, fire engine, ambulance and police car escort out of this godforsaken place? She was beginning to suspect she'd need the help of each and every emergency service available in order to get out of this predicament.
'Is that a disappointed expression? Don't worry; you've got another session with the villagers later. They'll be preparing you for your new life as a pony. A bit of scrubbing, bit of cleaning, bit of trimming and some preening. You girls like that kind of thing. He tugged her pubic hair tightly. You're going to look so cute when this has gone,' he winked at her.
Jenny gave him the 'look' and then smiled sweetly, flexing her fingernails in response. Little did she know she'd be losing those shortly, too.
He swatted her bottom again and grinned as she blanched. 'Before we do anything else, I suppose we'd better put some air in your little plug. You're going to need all the help you can get if we're going to get a tail in that ass tomorrow.' Moving around to her rear, he fondled her pink cheeks before pulling a little oval pump out of his pocket. Slotting a tube on the valve of her butt plug, he compressed it four times before he was happy with the rigid set of Jenny's body. It would be enough for now. He slapped her ass firmly. 'That will give you something to think about on your crawl back to the training room, little filly.'
When his hands tugged at her leash her eyes met his, and the magnificent black hatred reflected back in them proved that his was a job well done.
More Pony Tales
We trust you're enjoying Jenny's induction into the world of pony play, and if you've not yet read Book One - The Riding School, and Book Three - Hot to Trot, they're both available to download from Amazon now...
Hot to Trot
Jenny remained where she had been told and eyed the dildos in the room with trepidation. She then made a point of staring at the floor and not looking in the direction of Mr Big. The man wasn’t a monster, surely? Looking at the various sizes of toys on display, she felt her breath catch. Would they really fit... there? Her buttocks clenched tightly in panic and she was immediately reminded of her predicament. Was this going to hurt? Adrenaline was already beginning to flow through her veins at the anticipation of what might come next, and the silence in the room was unnerving...
The viciously attractive Mark, with the unfaltering smile, has a day of endurance planned for Jenny that the devil himself would find challenging. His artful temperature play has her screaming, his anal dilators have her howling and a ride in the sybian's saddle leaves her virtually unconscious, but the day is far from over. A group of ladies, with wandering fingers, are given the task of transforming Jenny into a sweet, submissive little pony who will be left looking 'hot to trot' in no time at all.
After an exhausting day of training, Jenny has only escape or rescue on her mind. Alas, escape is rather difficult when you're naked, dressed in thigh high pony boots and have your hands immobilised in leather mittens which are clipped behind your back. Besides, escape isn't all that important - not when you're desperate for your next orgasm, it isn't.
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