Back To The StablesbyJustrex©
The flight back home was, for the most part, uneventful. Instead of having one captive that I was not looking forward to having in the first place, I had picked up two more ponies who were now mine by their own free will. It was different, but not a bad thing necessarily. I could skip the part of their training that involved keeping them restrained until they would submit themselves to my will.
Sarabeth, Nathan, Gael and Daniel, my original four ponies, had all been taken by me. I had stalked and taken them and broke them to my will, using psychology and a unique system of punishment and reward until they gave themselves to me body and soul.
It was my way.
We had all gone to the Gathering expecting to end up taking the daughter of another owner who needed to disappear before she was arrested. I had intended for her to become another of my pets, willingly or not. The owner in question had paid me a large sum of money to take his troubled daughter off of his hands. When she found out about her fathers plans for her future, she, along with an unscrupulous ex-employee of the late Lord IX, emptied her fathers safe and escaped to South America.
Now her father was spending all of his time and effort to make sure that neither his daughter nor her would-be boyfriend and partner in crime ever make it back to this country in one piece.
After all, you can only push a man so far.
So, after purchasing one more pony at the auction and being given another, I decided it was time for us to head back home. I, for one, had more than enough excitement for the time being. My quota was filled. I had no more empty cages in my stables.
And frankly, I was tired and wanted to be home in my own bed again. I wanted to be back among familiar surroundings and familiar faces. Besides, I had a broken pony to tend for as well. Gael, my little redheaded vixen, had broken her leg in the steeplechase and I wanted to get her home so she could heal up and start training again.
Being aboard a luxury aircraft helped. The opposing seats were made to recline far enough that they met in the middle and made into a bed for longer flights. I made sure Gael took a pain pill right before we boarded. She was now laying right next to me by the window, covered with a light blanket and fast asleep.
Gad. It was such a dichotomy. I was, by profession, a kidnapper and a sexual deviate. If you went by society's terms, anyway. I took young attractive people by stealth and force and made them become my sexual playthings. All of my captives became not only my bed partners, but exhibition human ponies as well. I rewarded them when they behaved and performed well for me and punished them when they did not.
Sometimes I punished them emotionally and sometimes I punished them physically. I had quite a collection of whips and canes and crops and paddles and had no reservations about leaving a red stripe or six across a tender backside to drive home a point. I had even used electric shocks a few times to keep my pets in line.
On the other hand, I loved all of my pets dearly and worked long and hard to keep them healthy and safe from harm. Accidental harm ,anyway. I felt horribly guilty about Gael breaking her leg. We all knew the risks of entering into these physical events. But I had never had a pony get seriously hurt before and it gnawed at my conscience worse than the act of kidnapping her in the first place did.
It was almost enough to make me want to quit the whole business of training for competitions.
But, it was what we did.
Sarabeth and Nathan were both champions in the dressage and sulky events. Gael had come in a quite respectable fifth in the dressage and even though it was Daniels first chariot race, he and Nathan had managed to pull off a second place. A mere half second behind the reigning champs. Hell, that chariot race was a first for all of us. I was proud of that second place. And I had no doubt that we would win the event next year.
David, I had purchased at the pony auction a few days ago. It was the first time in years I had acquired a pony that way. He was young and pretty and athletic looking and I just had to have him. It was funny. He looked nothing like either Nathan or Daniel but he looked so much like both of them it was almost scary. The three of them together looked like brothers. Which is what they were all going to become very soon.
Wendy was the youngest grand daughter of the late Lord IX. He had originally thought to raise her to be a trainer or even a Mistress, possibly even an heir to take the reins, so to speak, of his human pony empire. But it was found that she was too submissive to be either a trainer or a Mistress. Wendy had a soft and tender heart and, when Lord IX passed away, she was given a choice of being sent out into the normal world or being owned as a pony. She chose, willingly, to be owned as some else's pony. IX's will had left her to Lord Krazny, one of her grandfather's closest friends. But, as he had pressing business elsewhere, he in turn deeded her to me.
I had no problem with that. Wendy was small, like all of my pets, with long curly brown hair and large soft brown eyes that almost made me melt every time I looked at her. I had yet to see her naked, but from what I had seen so far, the rest of her was luscious indeed. She was also an eighteen year old virgin. A rare enough creature in this day and age. I had a feeling I was going to enjoy introducing her to the world of adult sensuality.
Nathan, Sarabeth, Daniel, David and Wendy sat in a group of seats towards the front of the airplane, chatting and getting acquainted with each other. Wendy had only joined our little group the night before and David two nights previously. I left them together to talk and enjoy the flight while I sat in the back with Gael and watched over her while she slept.
Once we had taken off and reached our cruising altitude, Natasha and Natalia, the twin flight attendants, came out of the galley to offer drinks and snacks. I got thick, rich Brazilian coffee and a large glass of ice water for Gael, should she awake. As usual, I directed that my pets were allowed only one coffee or one soda apiece, being careful of their sugar and caffeine intake. But I made sure that everyone got something to eat, as it was a long flight home.
And, as they had done on the flight in, once the snacks were served both girls came and knelt by my seat with their eyes on the floor. But instead of the usual "How may we serve you, Master Max?", they both looked up at Gael and Natasha asked "How is Miss Gael doing, Master Max? Is there anything we can do for her?" I smiled and leaned down and patted a cheek in each hand.
"Thank you, ladies. But she's sound asleep at the moment. Resting comfortably, anyway. Thank you for asking."
Natalia said "We watched her in the steeplechase. If that other girl hadn't fallen, I think she would have won. I could tell by the look on her face. I don't think anybody wanted to win more than she did."
That gave me another twinge of guilt. Lovely little Gael had been an art student when I took her. At the gathering I had asked her if she wanted to paint again and told her I wanted to see how badly she wanted that. And she did. She showed me the fire in her spirit. And got a broken leg out of the deal. I sighed. Well, she would have about six weeks to rest up and paint while her leg healed. We would see what happened after that.
As if they could see into my heart, two soft hands lay on my leg and two soft voices chorused "Is there anything we can do for you, Master Max?"
I looked down at them and smiled again. It was only what, three nights ago? I came in and found them both bound and naked in my bed. Compliments of their Master. They didn't stay bound all night, but they did stay naked all night long. And they had done their very best to try and wear me out during that time. It was a good thing that I only slept for a couple of hours a night. That was all I got.
I smiled again. "I'm barely recovered from the last time, girls. And I need to stay with Gael for the time being, I think." They both looked a bit disappointed so I asked "Isn't there a separate small bunkroom just aft of the galley?" The girls nodded in unison. I leaned even closer and whispered to them and they smiled.
After the two had left, I waved at Daniel and had him come back to my seat. He trotted down the aisle and knelt on the floor beside me.
"Daniel, did I tell you how proud I was of you after the chariot race?"
"Yes, Master. You did." He smiled. I slipped a hand under his chin and tilted it up and kissed him warmly. Then I whispered into his ear "I have a special reward for you. Both since you accepted your punishment so willingly and showed what a fierce competitor you are, I've arranged for something that you will really like." I turned and pointed through the curtains covering the galley door. "Just go through there and enjoy yourself."
He had a slightly confused look on his face as he went. And we didn't see him for the rest of the flight home. Every half an hour or so one of the girls would come back through the curtain looking just a little flustered and somewhat hastily dressed to see if we needed any assistance before disappearing into the back again.
When we landed Daniel was walking funny and as soon as we had the van and our gear loaded, he belted himself into his seat and fell immediately asleep. Natasha and Natalia looked like they could use a nap themselves. Daniel had a way of making me proud of him.
It felt good to be home again. Nathan took David and the sleepy Daniel in tow and started getting our carts and things unloaded and put back into the arena where they belonged. Sarabeth and Wendy took care of getting my luggage taken into the house and unpacking all of the harnesses and personal things we had brought with us.
I had a small argument with Gael.
"You don't have to babysit me, Master." She looked up into my eyes. "And you don't have to feel guilty. I'm a big girl. I knew what I was doing." She reached out and poked me in the chest. "And next year I'm going to win that steeplechase, you just wait!" Her temper was starting to show again just a little. Under normal circumstances I would have spanked her for such an outburst. And then taken her to bed for an hour or two of lively sex. Getting spanked always got her juices flowing. But, I had to make allowances.
Raising my hands, I just shook my head. "If you want to sleep in your own bed, that's fine Gael. I just want to make sure that you are comfortable." Her eyes softened and she leaned her head up against my chest with the crutches under her arms. My hands went around her back and I patted her and kissed the top of her head. After a moment she turned her face up and I kissed her gently.
"I always feel so sexy when I'm in your bed, Master. Like I'm the most beautiful girl in the world. And I always want it to be like that." She shook her head. "I just don't feel so sexy right now. I'm just tired and achy and grouchy and I'm sorry I snapped at you. I'm so out of sorts I wouldn't even enjoy it much if you spanked me for snapping at you." I smiled and kissed her again.
"Then let's get you comfy back in your own bed in your own little cage and get you some rest. Maybe you'll feel better after another nap." I helped her in and got her settled down and made sure she had her pain pills handy in case she needed them. I closed the curtain around her cage as she settled down to sleep.
In the meantime Wendy and Sarabeth had come back in from the house and Sarabeth was showing the new girl where her cage was. Wendy was wide eyed. "I really will be living in a cage!" Her fingers stroked the bars. "I wasn't sure if he really meant that. My.... Lord IX's ponies all stayed in large bunk rooms, like at the gathering. Sometimes six or eight of them to a room. It was like a dormitory. But this...." She looked around at the stables and the other cages. "This is nice."
"I'm glad you approve."
Both girls started at the sound of my voice and turned, then dropped to their knees, eyes on the floor.
"Do you like your new cage, Wendy?"
"Y-yes, Master. It's very nice."
"I'm so glad you like it, as it is going to be your home for the rest of your life. Has Sarabeth shown you how everything works?"
"Yes, Master. Sarabeth has been very nice to me and very helpful."
"Sarabeth is one of the nicest people in the world, Wendy. Think of her as your big sister. If you need anything or need to know anything, ask Sarabeth. She will never steer you wrong. She is smart and beautiful and a joy to be around." Sarabeth blushed a little at my compliments.
"But there is one thing that is missing." I added. "Sarabeth! Is this how we are normally dressed when we are at home?" Both girls were still wearing the black sweats that were considered our "outside" clothes. I think Gael went to sleep in her set, though the sweat pants on hers had been cut off above the knee to accommodate her cast.
"No, Master. It isn't."
"How are all of my pets usually dressed at home in the cages, Sarabeth?"
"We are naked, Master."
"Then let's get Wendy comfortable in her new home, shall we? Show her how you present yourselves to me, if you would."
"Of course, Master." Sarabeth rose and stripped out of her clothes, folding each piece as she removed them and putting them in a little stack with her shoes on top of the pile. Then she stepped forward to just inside the open cage door and knelt again, eyes on the floor, with her hands laid on her thighs. Perfectly naked and perfectly beautiful and always ever so submissive. Sarabeth was always so startlingly beautiful it made my breath catch in my throat a little. I wanted to take her right there in front of the new girl. It was an effort to restrain myself. I could feel my prick hardening and sliding down the leg of my pants.
"Wendy? Now it is your turn. Let me see you, girl."
Blushing, she rose to her feet and removed her loose clothing the same way Sarabeth had done before, folding each item and putting them in a neat stack with the shoes on top. As I had predicted, she was also startlingly beautiful. She had small firm breasts, a little smaller than Sarabeths but bigger than Gaels. Large hard nipples that were crinkled in a combination of excitement and apprehension. Wide firm hips and strong legs and a soft neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair covering the junction of her thighs. Sarabeth turned and showed her how to lock the shackle around her ankle, which she did once the last of her clothing came off.
When she knelt next to Sarabeth in the cage door I was completely taken by the contrasts between the two. Sarabeth was blond and blue eyed and pale and the other girl was brown haired and olive skinned with dark brown eyes. They almost looked like photographic negatives of each other. I felt my cock finish getting hard with a twitch.
"Wow." I hadn't heard the lads enter the stables, I was so engaged in looking at the two naked girls in the cage before me. Nathan, David and Daniel all stood behind, wide eyed at the sight. Even Daniel didn't look sleepy anymore. Wendy started and blushed even deeper and her hands came up, as if to cover her naked breasts, then went back down to her thighs with an effort. Sarabeth reached over and patted her thigh reassuringly.
I turned and looked at the boys, who stood there with their mouths hanging open. David whispered "That's the sexiest thing I have ever seen in my life!" Nathan and Daniel just nodded.
Hands on my hips, I said "It's about time you lads got back into the normal routine as well. Into your cages, boys. Let's all get those things off and show me how we behave at home. Chop chop!" I clapped my hands and they scurried. I had to point out which cage was Davids and in a flash all three of them were naked and kneeling at the open doors of their cages with the shackles around their ankles. David had watched Daniel and Nathan out of the corner of his eye and mimicked what they did. Good. He learned quickly. Three very obvious erections pointed up between their thighs as they knelt. I just stepped back for a moment and admired the view. Very nice.
I hadn't really planned it, but it turned out with all of the boys in cages down one side of the room and the girls down the other. It just turned out that way. It worked.
"Daniel! Have you recovered sufficiently? Are you awake and with us for the duration?"
"Yes, Master!" I unlocked his shackle and said "Then into Davids cage. Show him how everything works. Give him the rundown. A crash course into being owned by me. Understand?"
"Yes, Master!" He leapt up and stepped out, then turned to me. He looked briefly into my eyes then down at the floor. He whispered "Thank you, Master. I promise I won't ever disappoint you again." I gathered him into my arms and kissed him gently. "I know you won't, Daniel. I trust you. Now git!" I turned him and swatted him playfully on the ass and he trotted into Davids cage and knelt down beside the other boy, grinning. I shut the cage behind him.
"Sarabeth, will you stay with Wendy for awhile? I'm sure she has questions. Girl talk and all of that."
"Of course I will, Master. If you wish it." I crouched down and kissed each of them soundly before shutting the cage door. Using my remote, I popped open the cabinets so they would have access to all of their things. The only things missing from Wendy and Davids cabinets were their tails. We would have to remedy that lack very soon.
Gaels cage was firmly shut and curtained and the only two left open were Sarabeth's empty cage and Nathans. He looked a little forlorn kneeling there all by himself.
"Nathan, Nathan, Nathan..." I said, hands on my hips. "Do you know what time it is?"
"Nap time, Master?" He looked up hopefully.
I awoke after having a pretty erotic dream, which wasn't unusual, considering how I lived. And the transition between waking and dreaming was even more muddled by the fact that Nathan had his head down on my belly and was softly and gently sucking my cock. I stirred and sighed and one hand went down to the top of his head and tousled his hair as his head moved up and down on my crotch.
"Mmmm... that feels so good, Nathan. I do love waking up with my prick in your mouth." I stretched and sighed happily again. "You are so much better than an alarm clock..." He made a noise halfway between a happy sigh and a chuckle around his mouthful of prick and started to move a little faster, his soft warm hand sliding up and down my shaft with the movement of his mouth.
I had gotten more blowjobs from Nathan than anybody else I had ever slept with in my life up to that point. Even though he had never had any sexual experience with another man until I took him almost four years ago, he found that he had a natural talent for it and often lamented on the years he had wasted before his revelation. Of course the transition from staunch heterosexual to happily bisexual bottom boy hadn't been easy. He'd fought it tooth and nail, gathering an impressive collection of red stripes across his backside along the way. And I'd nearly driven him insane with sexual tension before he finally gave his body to me for the first time. But it was then that he discovered what he referred to as his 'true calling'.
The first time I fucked him Nathan came before my prick was even all the way up inside of him. And he came twice more before I was through. And he also discovered that he could slip off into a blissful little zone while sucking my prick that was akin to meditation or a blissful nirvana. During pillow talk in between Nathan groused about having 'wasted' his life before he had met me. He had found that serving another man was what he had wanted out of life all along. I was more than happy to oblige him. Nathan was my perfectly submissive little bottom boy and he was the one I tended to choose most often to take to bed with me. It was often a toss up between him and Sarabeth. Of course now that I had two more pets in my stables my time with them both was going to be fewer and farther between. I was going to have to think about increasing the play time my pets had with each other.