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hoof-like shape of the front of the
boot.
“Why do you
want me to be a pony?” Jessica tried to remain calm as he finished lacing
the boot in place, quickly recognizing that her hands and now her feet were
being taken from her.
“For two reasons,
really,” he answered as he unlocked her other foot and began to put a
matching boot in place on it. “First of all, it’s quite an arousing sight for
me. Your body alone is enough to drive me wild, but seeing you bound takes
me to a whole other place.”
His words
reminded her of the fact that she was now naked, and that there was nothing she
could do to stop him from doing whatever he wanted to her. A thin trail of
smoke still rose from the bucket, which had held the clothes of her former
life. Jessica felt him make the final tugs on her other boot, her foot
held now in the awkward pointing position. As he stood and moved back to
the head of her prison bed, she lifted her foot to inspect the new
footwear. The front of it, as expected, was in the shape of a horse’s
hoof, but the back of it was unexpected. Though her foot was held in the
shape of a high-heeled shoe, there was no heel on the back. The heel of
her foot would be suspended, she guessed about five or six inches off the
ground, with only her toes for support.
“And what’s
the other reason?” she asked quietly as he sat down next to her again and
reached down to run the tips of his fingers over the cloth and wax that he had
placed earlier.
“The other
reason is simply a matter of convenience.” She watched, a tremor of fear
running through her as he took hold of the top of the cloth. “If your father is
not cooperative after the first set of pictures, I’ll need to up the ante with
him, and this will be an effective way to do that.”
Jessica cried
out in pain as he tore the strip of cloth from her body. The pain was
intense but, gratefully, sudden and not long lasting. More than the pain, she
detested the helplessness. Her whole body ached with exhaustion. She
wanted nothing more than to fall asleep and wake to discover it was all a bad
dream, but at the same time she was so tense that she couldn’t relax at all,
terrified of what was going to come next. She was surprised when he
reached to her hands and unlocked the cuffs on her wrists.
The moment
her second wrist came free, Jessica pushed herself up from the cot and launched
herself onto her feet. She imagined herself racing toward the door,
knowing that she had to be faster than her bulky captor was. She didn’t
pause to think of the fact that she was naked save for the gloves and boots, or
how hard it would be to open a door. She considered only the fact that she had
been unlocked from the cot and that her limbs were free.
Reality was
catastrophically different from her imagination. Her first step left her
wobbling, and the second had her falling forward. Up on her toes inside
the strange boots, and moving quickly, she could not find any semblance of
balance. Before taking a third step, her legs came out from under her and
she collapsed to the floor, landing hard on her hip and catching herself with
the padded mittens. Scrambling up onto her knees, she started to crawl
away until she felt her captor’s rough hand in her hair again. She cried
out as he jerked her painfully backwards, dragging her back up to sit on his
lap on the edge of the cot, her useless legs kicking out in front of her. She
could feel his hard cock straining to burst through his pants as her bare ass
squirmed on his lap.
“Poor little
princess,” he laughed softly, his breath hot on her ear as he leaned in
close to whisper to her. “You’re going to have to learn to walk before you can
run.”
“Please…
please don’t be mad,” she whimpered as she realized how foolish it had
been to try an escape, and dreading what consequences it might bring. “I won’t
try to run again.”
“I’m not mad,
princess,” he spoke softly, and
boot.
“Why do you
want me to be a pony?” Jessica tried to remain calm as he finished lacing
the boot in place, quickly recognizing that her hands and now her feet were
being taken from her.
“For two reasons,
really,” he answered as he unlocked her other foot and began to put a
matching boot in place on it. “First of all, it’s quite an arousing sight for
me. Your body alone is enough to drive me wild, but seeing you bound takes
me to a whole other place.”
His words
reminded her of the fact that she was now naked, and that there was nothing she
could do to stop him from doing whatever he wanted to her. A thin trail of
smoke still rose from the bucket, which had held the clothes of her former
life. Jessica felt him make the final tugs on her other boot, her foot
held now in the awkward pointing position. As he stood and moved back to
the head of her prison bed, she lifted her foot to inspect the new
footwear. The front of it, as expected, was in the shape of a horse’s
hoof, but the back of it was unexpected. Though her foot was held in the
shape of a high-heeled shoe, there was no heel on the back. The heel of
her foot would be suspended, she guessed about five or six inches off the
ground, with only her toes for support.
“And what’s
the other reason?” she asked quietly as he sat down next to her again and
reached down to run the tips of his fingers over the cloth and wax that he had
placed earlier.
“The other
reason is simply a matter of convenience.” She watched, a tremor of fear
running through her as he took hold of the top of the cloth. “If your father is
not cooperative after the first set of pictures, I’ll need to up the ante with
him, and this will be an effective way to do that.”
Jessica cried
out in pain as he tore the strip of cloth from her body. The pain was
intense but, gratefully, sudden and not long lasting. More than the pain, she
detested the helplessness. Her whole body ached with exhaustion. She
wanted nothing more than to fall asleep and wake to discover it was all a bad
dream, but at the same time she was so tense that she couldn’t relax at all,
terrified of what was going to come next. She was surprised when he
reached to her hands and unlocked the cuffs on her wrists.
The moment
her second wrist came free, Jessica pushed herself up from the cot and launched
herself onto her feet. She imagined herself racing toward the door,
knowing that she had to be faster than her bulky captor was. She didn’t
pause to think of the fact that she was naked save for the gloves and boots, or
how hard it would be to open a door. She considered only the fact that she had
been unlocked from the cot and that her limbs were free.
Reality was
catastrophically different from her imagination. Her first step left her
wobbling, and the second had her falling forward. Up on her toes inside
the strange boots, and moving quickly, she could not find any semblance of
balance. Before taking a third step, her legs came out from under her and
she collapsed to the floor, landing hard on her hip and catching herself with
the padded mittens. Scrambling up onto her knees, she started to crawl
away until she felt her captor’s rough hand in her hair again. She cried
out as he jerked her painfully backwards, dragging her back up to sit on his
lap on the edge of the cot, her useless legs kicking out in front of her. She
could feel his hard cock straining to burst through his pants as her bare ass
squirmed on his lap.
“Poor little
princess,” he laughed softly, his breath hot on her ear as he leaned in
close to whisper to her. “You’re going to have to learn to walk before you can
run.”
“Please…
please don’t be mad,” she whimpered as she realized how foolish it had
been to try an escape, and dreading what consequences it might bring. “I won’t
try to run again.”
“I’m not mad,
princess,” he spoke softly, and
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