Human Interest

Lilith kissed her on the forehead and said, "Good. Let's begin."

The crowd joined in counting each lash as Twilight drifted further and further into subspace. On the eighteenth lash, Twilight's endorphin level had peaked and she convulsed in blissful orgasms almost knocking over the podium. Her dad rushed over to hold her up as the crowd applauded and cheered. Lilith administered the last two strokes ....nineteen.....twenty and then she stepped up to Twilight, softly rubbed her bottom and whispered in her ear, "Happy Birthday, dear. Your father and I are very proud of you."

Twilight gathered herself up as much as possible as subspace began to fade away, turned around and gave her mom a big kiss and said, "Thank you, Mom. I love you too." Once again the crowd applauded as mother and daughter embraced. Twilight wasted no time in pulling up her panties and walking over to give Irish a big hug.

"Mistress Lilith is your mom? But what about your mother and Jillian," asked Irish?

"What's the problem? Many people in the sex-positive community are poly-amorous. My dad thinks it is great that my mom has so much love to share. They both do and spend endless hours working for the foundation to trying to help others. I plan to work the family business too after I graduate."

Master Don stepped to the microphone again. "Once again, I thank you all for coming. We know those of you who are staying another week but the chef asked me to get a headcount of any of the rest of you who would like to stay for dinner so please see me immediately after the reception.

Christine walked up to Twilight and Irish gave Twilight a little swat and said, "And one to grow on."

"Thank you, Auntie Christine, and thank you for my beautiful tattoo."

"How much do I owe you, Christine? I love my tattoo. You shouldn't have to pay for mine too."

"Now what kind of a Mistress would I be if I didn't take care of my new ponygirl, Irish Rose? It was my pleasure. Besides, I had a special deal with Mr. Klaw and it was a kind of a two-for one arrangement. Twilight, dear, I think Irish could use a shower before dinner, don't you?"

"Yes, Auntie Christine but I have to ask Mistress Ella if it's okay to take her."

"Right behind you, dear. Yes, you may take her and I don't want to see either of you before dinner," said Ella winking at Twilight. "Here take her bit and converter and make sure they get cleaned too."

"Come on, ponygirl," said Twilight taking her leash, "Don't make me have to punish you."

B-U-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z..... all the way back to the stable. No sooner had they crossed the threshold than Irish dropped to all fours unable to hold back the tide any longer she rolled onto her back right there in the aisle way and screamed. Another couple nearby by rush to her aid but when they saw her squeezing her breasts and grating her hips they just smiled and went back to what they were doing.

Twilight mercifully shut the vibrators off and helped Irish to her feet. "Do you think you can make it to your stall on your own or am I going to have to carry you?"

Irish jumped up into Twilight's arms and responded, "Take me, I'm yours."

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They helped each other get their tack off and headed for the bathroom. Following a prolonged period of passionate kissing, caressing, fondling and groping, the two of them stepped out of the shower and dried themselves off. They chatted freely as they took turns brushing out each other's hair and then set about the task of servicing their tack.

They had finished their chores and were snuggling together naked on the bed when Mistress Cyndi came in with Irish's gym bag. When she saw it, she started to sob because she thought it meant she was going to have to get ready to leave. Twilight held her close and asked, "What's the matter, dear?"

"I will miss you so much," sniffed Irish.

"Oh, Irish dear, you're not leaving yet," said Cyndi. "Some of our staff asked to leave early and now so many people decided at the last minute to stay for dinner that we are short-handed. I thought you might like to help Twilight serve dinner so I brought your sneakers. You know the rules, 'No Ponyboots in the Lodge'.

"May I wear the rest of my tack?"

"Certainly, dear, I wouldn't have it any other way. Just please wear your panties tonight, I don't want you getting distracted by that belt and spilling someone's drink in their lap," she teased. "Now hurry."

They got dressed quickly and Twilight started to leave when she heard Irish plead, "Please?" She turned around to see Irish holding out her leash. She took the end and pulled Irish to herself and they kissed again then said, "Come along you naughty ponygirl, don't make me late for work or I'll have to punish you later." They both giggled and hurried up to the kitchen where the chef was barking out orders.

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Dinner proceeded smoothly and coffee and dessert were being served when Master Tom stood up and tapped his wine glass with his spoon, quickly bringing all side conversations to a stop. "As most of you know by now, Ms Christine Donovan from Channel 17 News has been here this weekend preparing a 'human interest' piece for her network. Christine and I both want to thank each and every one of you who consented to being interviewed on and off camera and we both think this will show the world our community in a new, positive light. Christine has been hard at work for the last few hours doing her final edit and would like to show it for you as soon as the dinner dishes have been cleared away. Please, enjoy your dessert and another cup of Master Ramirez excellent coffee while we warm up the InFocus projector."

The room murmured with excitement as everyone wonder if their segment had made the final cut. Everyone pitched in to help Twilight and Irish clear away the dishes and then the big moment came. Christine set her computer at the end of the table as Mater Tom pulled down the roll-up screen above the fireplace. She quickly focused the image and began by apologizing that the time limitations did not allow for more of the interviews to be included. She assured everyone that if this one was well received that she had several more segments planned to promote both the ranch and other segments of the 'sex-positive' community. She brought up the 'News at Six' emblem on the screen and hit the play arrow with her curser:

[close-up of Christine and then a slow pan across the stables and grounds to Tom and Cyndi standing in front of the lodge and their riding habits]

"This is Christine Donovan for Channel 17 reporting to you from a very unique Ranch and Spa out here in the Mohave Dessert." "The owners, Master Tom and his wife, Mistress Cyndi have created a safe environment here where people are free to live out their dominant or submissive fantasies through what the 'sex-positive community' calls 'Pony Play'."

[close-up of Tom and Cyndi]

"Eight years ago, Cyndi and I started the Pampered Pony Ranch and Spa as a place where people could get away from the rat race with that special someone and completely surrender themselves to each other with the hope of building stronger relationships. Visitors who came here originally 'just to check us out' have all left better for the experience and most have continued to return again and again."

[close-up on Cyndi hugging Tom]

"Pony play has drawn our family closer together also, especially our two nieces who both work here."

[wide-angle shot of Ella leading Twilight down the side walk from the lodge stopping next to Cyndi]

"I am Mistress Ella and this is my ponygirl sister, Twilight Girl. We are both players and trainers here."

[close-up head to toe pan of Twilight in full latex attire and tack then back to wide-angle of both]

"Isn't she stunning? There is nothing I wouldn't do for her or she for me."

[pan out to Christine standing in front of family linked arm in arm]

"Master Tom carefully interviews all guests to better understand their needs and make their experience as meaningful as possible."

[screen wipe left to right-Master Tom seated by fireplace with Lindsay]

"Lindsay, why did you choose to be what you are going to become?"

"Oh that's easy. It's fascinating. I've dreamed about being a ponygirl for as long as I can remember. I can't imagine doing anything else."

"I think the same can be said for many of the people who come here. Their stories are fascinating but everyone is unique."

[screen wipe back to left- close-up on Christine switches to wide angle of couple]

"One of the most heart-warming stories is of this young couple who recently lost their baby. Mr. Fredricks, why don't you tell us of your experience in your own words."

[zoom in on Mr Fredricks with his arm around Windsong in full tack]

"My wife and I had tried to do everything right in preparation for the arrival of our baby and everything still went wrong. We were both devastated, first by the loss and then by the looks of pity we got from our friends and family everywhere we went. We knew in our hearts that other people had gone through worse and rather than slip into melancholy and self pity, we looked for something to help us cultivate a new circle of friends, friends who would just accept us, not pity us or judge us. We found it here at the Pampered Pony. Surrendering to each other has given us a new clarity of purpose and we have decided to try to adopt."

[close-up on Christine]

"Thank you both for being willing to share your story with us. The ranch has established a foundation which uses its funding to help others in the community and they realize that the fees associated with adopting can be very burdensome. Here is Mr. Don Shane, director of the foundation with a special presentation."

[zoom to wide-angle as Master Don enters the frame]

"On behalf of the Pampered Pony Foundation I would like to present you with this check for $10,000 to help you with your adoption expenses," said Master Don as he handed it to Mr. Fredricks. Windsong threw her arms around Don's neck and kissed him then began to cry with tears of joy in her husband's arms.

[close-up on Christine]

"Thank you, Mr. Shane for all your foundation has been doing to help others. We have seen amazing demonstrations kindness and compassion everywhere this weekend even though most of the attendees at this event are competing with each other.

[screen wipe top to bottom-wide-angle of Folsom's Pride and Master Henry fixing a cart]

"Here we see two of the competitors helping to repair the cart of one of the other racers. One of the most unbelievable acts of caring and selflessness occurred early today in the biggest event of the year, the Ponygirl Desert Derby."

[cutting to footage of Lilith's crash and Irish's coming to her aid- with Christine voice-over]

"Sacrificing her chance to win this prestigious event, this ponygirl named Irish Rose, rushed to the aid of another fallen pony and rider dropping almost a whole lap behind the field. There is a saying that 'Virtue is its own reward' and on this day it wasn't the only reward."

[cut to the chanting crowd and then Irish wearing her garland of roses in the winner's circle]

"Spurred on by the chanting crowd, Irish Rose and her driver Mistress Ella came from far behind to win the race by the narrowest of margins."

[cutting to a sequence of shots of the lodge, pool, massage room and stables-voice-over continued]

"The Pampered Pony Ranch and Spa offers every amenity for your vacation enjoyment in a community of caring where we are all free to be you and me."

[close-up of Christine}

"Irish Rose, do you have any last words for our viewers."

[cut to close-up of Irish in the stable about to put her bit in]

"I love being a ponygirl" then put the bit into her mouth, "N-n-n-g-g-h....n-n-g-h...N-n-n-n-n-n-g-g-h."

[Wide angle of Christine and Ella in the chariot pulled by Twilight and Irish before the race - voice-ever]

"For Channel 17, I'm Christine Donovan, live at the Pampered Pony Ranch and Spa saying, 'Happy trails to you'".

[wipe bottom to top-close-up of Irish's tattooed rump] [fade to black and white phone number and web address]

Everyone applauded their approval and congratulated Christine on a job well done, everyone but Irish Rose, that is. While others were talking about the positive impact this piece could have on business and the acceptance of the community at large, Irish had cornered Christine.

"I said I wanted to be a reporter not a ponygirl and all of the segments were out of sequence."

"You did say every one of those words though, I just re-arranged them a little. I told you I was a wizard at editing. I wanted to show this place in the most favorable light possible and besides why are you complaining, I made you look like a hero."

"How can I show my face around the newsroom again?"

"Relax, I think everyone will respect you even more for being willing to take such a risk to get a story. Knowing the guys in the newsroom like I do, it won't be your face they're going to want to see anyways."

"Very funny, Christine. It wasn't your butt on that big screen."

Christine wrapped her arm around Irish's shoulder and whispered to her, "Look, There are still lots of story angles here and Twilight doesn't go back to college until next weekend. Why don't you stay here another week and avoid all the stares, hub-bub and snappy remarks at the station. I'll tell everyone that you are on special assignment for me. I'll leave the camera equipment with you too. How's that?"

Irish's complexion changed completely when the realization of what Christine was suggesting hit her. She wouldn't have to leave Twilight after all. She got a playful smirk on her face and said, "Okay, it's a deal," and then went to tell Twilight the good news. The next thing anyone knew, they had both disappeared, which left Christine to explain to Cyndi and Ella what was going on. Christine said her good-byes, jumped in her car and headed for Bakersfield, after all, someone had to show up for work Monday morning.

Chapter 13: Getting into the Swing of Things

The next morning, Twilight and Irish were all smiles when they served breakfast. Irish was particularly pleased to see so many people would be staying all week, twenty-five guests at the table meant at least twenty-five ponies in the stables. As she thought more about it, she realized that she and Twilight had helped the cooks put together twenty-eight breakfast trays for the ponies before setting the table in the lodge. Did someone have more than one pony, she wondered? "Now wouldn't that be an interesting story," she thought.

Mr. and Mrs. Ramirez were late coming down for breakfast. They were both fashionably but comfortably dressed. "If Jamaica had a royal family, they would be it," thought Irish as she smiled and bowed to them.

"You may rise, Irish. Where is Twilight?" No sooner had the words left his lips than Twilight came through the kitchen door carrying a fresh pot of coffee. "Twilight, would you please come here after you serve the coffee. Coffee is the most important thing, you know," he joked.

Twilight made the rounds as quickly as possible, set down her carafe and bowed before the Ramirez. Mrs. Ramirez said, "Rise, Twilight" and then kissed her full on the lips. She glanced over at Irish who had started to pout and walked over and kissed her too. Irish almost swooned to think that this Jamaican goddess had seen fit to even touch her. Twilight giggled. "My husband has something for you both to remember us by."

"Yesterday I called my leather crafter and had him make something special for each of you. He gave them to my pilot to bring this morning when he came to pick us up. Twilight, this one is for you, my child, and Irish, this one is yours," said Mr. Ramirez handed each of them a long, thin velvet covered box with the Green Mountain logo on it.

Twilight opened hers first to find a hand-crafted riding crop the likes of which she had never seen. The handle was covered in a lattice of the finest leather with a bronze ring on the end. Attached to the ring was a little charm which upon closer inspection turned out to be a beautiful, bronze lily. The shaft was coated in glossy, black latex and the flicker was black leather with the Green Mountain logo embossed in it.

"We know how you love latex, Twilight," he said with a smile.

Irish gingerly open hers and her eyes got as big as saucers when she saw it and she squealed with joy. Her handle was wrapped with a lattice work made up of red and black leather strips that created a beautiful, alternating-diamond pattern that matched her corset. The end had the same bronze ring and charm and the staff was coated in shiny black latex like Twilight's but her flicker was bright red with the logo on it.

"Lily hasn't been able to stop talking about how beautiful you look in your elegant corset since the first time she saw you. We felt it was only appropriate that you had a crop to match."

Irish blushed almost as red as her hair. She took her crop out of the box and handed it to Lily and then turned slightly and stuck out her butt.

"Oh, how sweet of you dear, to give me the honor of the first swat," she said with a smile and gave Irish a quick swat. Irish turned around grinning and bowed deeply. "Come here, both of you," she said and showered them with hugs and kisses.

"Lily, James says we have to go now. He just received clearance for our flight plan from Las Vegas Air Traffic Control. Twilight, Irish, we would love to have the two of you come to Jamaica and play with Bronze Lily some time. We have a beautiful stable and we even have real horses. Twilight, I will talk to your father and maybe you both can come when you are on semester break. I can send James to pick you up. Bye for now," he concluded as he followed James and Lily out the door.

Irish was shaken out of her daze by Twilight's crop on her butt. She squealed meekly and dashed for the kitchen with Twilight in hot pursuit much to the delight of all the diners.

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After breakfast, Mistress Cyndi informed Twilight and Irish that they were to help Master Tom, Mistress Lilith and Mistress Ella break down the special event set-ups. This meant taking down the banners, emptying the trash cans, and pulling a wagon while Lilith and Ella repositioned all of the obstacles and gates in their proper corrals for a normal week of training activities.

"Irish, since Twilight seems to have adopted you, you are one of us now. Although you are nowhere near fully trained as a ponygirl, you may come and go freely about the grounds without being on a leash. I still expect you to perform all of the tasks assigned without question and with proper pony decorum. I know Christine still wants you to get more human interest stories while you are here so every accommodation will be made to allow you time to do so but the needs of the ranch come first. Now get going you two."

The girls dashed off to put their new crops away and get their ponyboots on. When they reached the main corral, Master Tom was busy with his power drill disassembling the temporary judges' stand while Lilith and Ella were loading the wagon.