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her ass. Obligingly, Sally swatted out with the end of the training stick and a second red line joined the first on the pristine, white flesh of her ass cheeks. Now the ponygirl was trotting in the opposite direction. She did seem to move more readily now that she was used to the presence of the vibrator on her clit. Sally watched her carefully. Every time she thought Tiger might be coming close to an orgasm she slowed her down. It seemed that the trotting motion was the one that got her close to the edge, so she mostly walked the mare until she was ready to go another round. Once Sally judged it was time, she smacked the mare’s ass again to get her back up to the canter. Tiger leapt willingly into action this time, her tits flying and bobbing wildly as she mimicked a horse’s canter. Sally giggled. The mare must be so eager because she anticipated the rest, not to mention the thrumming rub of the vibrator and the touch of her trainer’s hands.
    Well, she would get both of those things, but Sally was going to make her work for them. She made the mare canter for longer this time, waiting until her breathing showed signs of becoming ragged. Once again she threw the training stick out in the path of the cantering ponygirl who immediately came to a grateful stop, sweating more now and breathing deep, grateful breaths. Sally let her have a moment or two of a real rest before slowly turning the vibrator back up. The first time it had only been on half strength, so this time she pushed it to about seventy-five percent of the maximum vibration. The ponygirl moaned and stood with her legs apart, the tops of her thighs shivering as the vibrator buzzed on her tender clit. Sally walked toward her again, and touched her all over. This time she pressed her hand against the stiff leather of the chastity belt, and even though the mare couldn’t possibly feel the pressure of her hand much she leaned into the touch, trying to use Sally’s hand to push the vibrator even closer to her cunt. “No,” Sally admonished with a smart smack to her ass. “Bad girl. You don’t control that.” To punish the ponygirl further she turned it up full blast for a second. Tiger gasped with shock and spread her legs. She looked a little off balance, so Sally did let her lean a little on her hand as she caressed her back, ass, and fine brown-nippled tits. Her hands slid slickly over the sweaty skin, and Sally could feel the mare begin to tremble as once again she approached orgasm. The mare was almost ready. One more time. She turned off the vibrator.
    Tiger looked at her with hope and maybe just a bit of desperation as Sally moved back to the center of the round pen, but the trainer turned around with an implacable look in her eye. “Yah!” She cried, giving the mare another resounding crack on her broad ass. This was a really good thwack that made both her ass cheeks wobble and Tiger jumped before starting to walk round again. Sally coaxed her into a trot, watching in satisfaction as the ponygirl’s own motions forced herself back up close to cuming yet again. Sally sped her up and slowed her down three times before whipping her back up into the canter. She noticed a bit of an irregularity in the mare’s tired gait and this time she stopped her earlier. She was so tired and so stimulated her legs were starting to go wobbly. It wouldn’t do to overtire the mare. She turned the vibrator on as the mare came to a grateful stop but this time she only turned the slider up to about a quarter power. It would do little but provide a bit of pleasant stimulation but it was unlikely to cause an orgasm.
    Sally left the panting mare in the center of the round pen to rest and enjoy the gentle sensation of the vibrator as she walked over to the tack and equipment and collected the mare’s bridle. She inspected it before attempting to put it on, making sure she had all the straps straight and untwisted. She examined the coated snaffle bit, checking for any sharp