The Pony Ranch

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The story of an abducted girl forced to become a human pony.
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Part 1 of the 2 part series

Updated 06/08/2023
Created 08/16/2017
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Stacey was a free willed girl holidaying in new zealand with a bunch of her friends; they were all of ages 18 and 19 and were going on a gap year before starting university.

Stacey was a short girl being only 5'2" but made up for it with her slim toned body and 32DD breasts. Her long auburn hair flowed down her body and followed the curve of her chest covering up her breasts which were being held in place by a small red crop top.

After spending her day at the beach Stacey returned to the villa with her friends and loaded up a tourist webpage which was full of 'Fun things to do in New Zealand' so she scrolled down the page until she saw something that said *NEW ZEALAND BOAT TOUR*. She clicked on it and reserved herself a ticket as she knew that her friends would rather party than go on a tour of new zealand's coast.

The morning of the tour came and Stacey was up and ready to go by 6am even though the tour wasn't until 9am; she ate breakfast and had a shower before getting dressed and setting off for the port where the boat was docked.

As she arrived she noticed that there were very few people waiting for the tour; she counted 6 heads and all of which were females, all were aged under 25. Stacey thought nothing of this and stood in line for the boat before hearing over a tannoy,

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the BBF tour service, the tour will last for roughly 1 hour and 30 minutes and due to the heat, the cabin will be air conditioned to ensure that your tour will be as pleasurable as possible." the voice on the tannoy then ended his announcement with a joke saying,

"Some say that you may never want to leave the tour." He chuckled as he said this before cutting off the voice to the tannoy and opening a gate allowing the passengers onto the boat.

The man operating the boat was a tall gentleman that looked twice as tall as Stacey from where she was standing, He was dressed from head to toe in black and was built like a security guard with a muscular stature that made Stacey wonder what she was getting herself into. Nonetheless Stacey got onto the boat and sat down inside the cabin by a window so that she could see the sites and views; once everyone was seated the tall gentleman got onto the boat and closed the door to the cabin and the same voice came over a tannoy on the boat this time.

"Ladies and gentlemen the tour will be underway momentarily we are just waiting on any latecomers, we will cool down the cabin for you in the meantime." The tannoy cut out and a loud noise entered the cabin as an old looking air conditioning unit spluttered into life, Stacey was sat in her seat for 5 minutes before she started to doze off completely unaware that the air conditioning unit was distributing chloroform into the cabin so all 7 women were falling asleep.

A few hours passed before Stacey woke up and as she started to regain consciousness she noticed that the boat was docked but this time in a different place, she spotted that the boat was empty and the cabin was unlocked so she stood up and got off the boat. Off in the distance she saw another boat heading off the island and wondered what was going on so she decided to explore a little.

She walked up a long winding road that lead through a cave and into an opening that contained a large wooden barn looking building that had a lock on the door that she couldn't get open; she also noticed that there was an array of different sized carts parked to one side of the barn, some of which had cages sticking up from behind the seat. She started to panic after noticing that the island seemed empty and she had no experience of being in the wilderness as she was born and raised by a rich family who spoiled her. As she reached into her pocket to get her phone she noticed that her phone and wallet had been taken along with her purse. She went to scream but a man tapped her on the shoulder and as she turned around it was a man of similar shape to the man on the boat but his voice seemed a lot calmer and more friendly;

"Have you just woken up here too? I was on the 8am tour and woke up here myself just 10 minutes ago." Stacey breathed a sigh of relief as the man said this;

"Do you want to explore with me?" she asked the man so that she wouldn't be alone. The man nodded his head;

"I am Darius," the man said as he extended his arm for a handshake. As their hands connect Stacey replies to the man;

"I'm Stacey, nice to meet you Darius," Stacey led the way as the couple began exploring the island looking for any signs of life.

The couple were walking for what seemed like hours when they reached another opening which contained a modern looking house surrounded by walls and a wrought iron gate, Stacey walks up to the gate and spots a plaque on the pillar of the wall by the gate which read *D.Renneville, owner of BBF*

As Stacey reads the plaque she feels her arms grabbed and held together behind her back and a pair of speed cuffs clipped onto her wrists, she then feels a collar placed round her neck and locked in place before having a leash clipped onto the D-ring of her new collar. She turns around and realises the man she was with is the one who has bound her arms up;

"W-w-what are you doing" she stutters as she says it whilst wriggling around in the cuffs to try and free herself. Darius laughs as he watches Stacey struggle;

"My my you are dumb, this is my island and you are my latest acquisition to join my workforce." Stacey looks confused as the man said this;

"What do you mean workforce? I am merely on a tour." Darius laughs again,

"You actually believed you were going on a tour of the New Zealand coast, My you are dumber than everyone else here." Darius tugged on the leash and leads Stacey back towards the barn where he pressed a button activating an elevator in front of the barn leading them both underground where Stacey was thrown onto a metal rack and had her wrists and ankles cuffed to the frame.

Stacey started to scream but Darius just laughed;

"No one can hear you, you are in a soundproof dungeon and the only way you are leaving is as my worker." Stacey stopped screaming as he said this;

"What do you mean i'm becoming your worker?" Darius laughed and pulled out a knife,

"Lets just say you won't be needing any clothing," as he said this he grabbed Stacey's crop top and sliced down one side until it fell off of her body and landed on the damp cobbled floor. Stacey fell silent as her top fell away revealing that she wasn't wearing a bra.

Darius stood still and stared at her breasts, he smiled and then proceeded to pull down Stacey's leggings before slicing them away with his knife leaving her strapped to the rack in only a small black g-string and trainers. Darius walked away from the rack and into another room leaving Stacey all alone for 10 minutes to let it sink in that she was never getting free.

As Darius re-emerged from the other room he was seen to be carrying a crate full of items that was marked "Recruits", Stacey looked a little worried now as the crate was set down in front of the frame and she could see it was full of latex and leather gear; she looked at Darius now with a tear rolling down her face;

"What is this place? What are you doing with me? Please let me go!" She sobbed as she said this but Darius again just laughed.

"This is a pony ranch my dear and you are my latest recruit and I am afraid the only way you will be let go is if your new owner allows it." As he said this he grabbed a leather strap out of the crate with a bit red rubber ball attached to it, he placed the strap around Stacey's head and forced the rubber gag into her mouth,

"Besides, ponies do not speak human tongue, so until you learn to hold your tongue you will wear this." Stacey continued to sob as she her mouth was forced into an unnatural position and then tried to swear at her captor but instead all that came out was gibberish,

"Et me gew" Stacey muttered through the gag in protest. Darius picked up a whip off the floor and stuck it off Staceys rear,

"QUIET PONY!" he shouted as the whip connected leaving a red stripe across Stacey's ass. Stacey squealed as the whip hit her and instantly stopped talking;

"Better now to get you tacked up and ready for auction." Stacey's face dropped as she heard the word auction leak out of Darius' mouth.

Darius leant down into the crate and pulled out a leather harness which he slipped over staceys head and locked in place as tight as he could, making sure that it wouldn't come loose, he then took his knife and sliced the g-string from Staceys body leaving her two little virgin holes exposed and a tuft of orange hair visible from the harness; he shook his head and pulled out a razor.

"This is not good, my ponies are to be hairless on their body." as the razor slid down Staceys body her sob got louder knowing she was helpless and had to let the man do whatever he wanted to her. The razor returned to Darius' pocket and again he leant down and grabbed a bridle out of the crate which was placed on Stacey's head and locked in place; a blindfold was then placed over her eyes so that she couldn't see what was going to happen next. She felt her shoes removed from her feet and then her left ankle uncuffed but grabbed instantly before having a thigh high latex boot slid onto her foot and laced tight all the way up before having a padlock lock the boot shut. This boot was unlike any boot Stacey had ever worn before, it had no heel and held her feet in a position as if she was always standing on her tip toes. The same was done to her other foot before they were re cuffed to the frame.

"There we go, the pony has hooves," Darius said as he fetched a bottle of rectal lubricant from the crate along with a long auburn tail attached to a buttplug; he applied a small amount of the lube to his hands and rubbed it over Stacey's ass before slipping in a finger into her ass to see how tight it was; Stacey squealed as her virgin ass was penetrated for the first time.

"Nice and tight, just about one finger" Darius said as he took out a notebook and marked that down on a page marked Stacey *Pony Name tbc*. He removed his finger and grabbed the tail making sure to apply some lube to the plug before forcing it into Stacey's ass and pressing a button which inflated the ball a little to ensure it would stay in place.

Finally Darius grabbed a binder from the crate and draped it over his shoulder before unbuckling both of Staceys arms and grabbing them straight away holding them together behind her back; he slid the binder on and pulled the two laces as tight as he could to keep them in place; he knotted the lace and locked the metal clasp in place. He stepped back from the frame and pulled out a camera;

"Now we have to get some final photos to post on the website, I am sure you will make a few million dollars. Especially as you have an unused ass." A syringe full of liquid was pulled out of Darius' pocket and injected into Stacey's neck. She felt drowsy and instantly blacked out.

As she awoke she was inside the barn like structure she had come across while exploring the island but on the inside it was completely different to how she had imagined it, there were two rows of cages two stories high all with an LCD screen on the front of them which read *current bid:*.

Stacey's heart sank as she saw this and knew that there was no way she was going to free herself from the confines of her tack, let alone the high tech prison which held her.

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AnonymousAnonymousalmost 3 years ago

Too right. New Zealand is part of Australia and its two islands not one. They are to busy shagging sheep to worry about pony girls. Sheep girl in a sheep skin coat would be there ultimate turn on.

AnonymousAnonymousabout 6 years ago
To the angry commentators...

Don’t be ridiculous! It’s a story, let someone have artistic license and take readers on a journey. It’s not all about who is accurate or fits in your bubble. Go write something yourself that you think is good enough since you’re so picky. And to the writer: please feel free to continue this story - I wanna see where it goes!

AnonymousAnonymousover 6 years ago

lol New Zealand is a country. It’s not some small island or whatever and you wouldn’t go on a boat ride around it’s coast because it’s so large. It’s like the size of an American state lmao what a fail. Maybe change it to a tropical island like Rarotonga or Fiji to make it more realistic.

northirishdivernorthirishdiverover 6 years ago
More?

Not a bad start some back fil would be great especially if her mates came looking as well....

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