Trapped, Trained and Twisted Pt. 07

"I don't know about you my pretty little ponygirl, but I've never seen a pony with arms, have you?"

I shook my head no, the drool that clung to my bit swung from side to side and my nipple bells jingled loudly from the movement.

"Now the first thing we need to remember about ponies is they don't talk now do they? You'll stomp your right hoof boot once to answer yes and twice to answer no. Do you understand?"

I caught myself in a half nod before I remembered to stomp my foot; picking up my slender right leg with the surprisingly heavy hoof boot attached and forcefully smacking it to the ground with a loud clop. She picked up another mass of shiny black leather and directed me to turn around and put my arms behind me.

"As I was saying, I've never seen a pony with arms. You won't need yours today," she said with a comforting smile. She pulled the thick dark sheath over my arms, securing my soon to be useless limbs with a series of belts and buckles and pulling them back so tightly I thought for a moment she might rip my arms from their sockets. Finally she tightened up all the straps and zipped the contraption closed, encasing my arms tightly in the arm binder. I felt a constant throbbing of ache and discomfort in my arms and shoulders for several minutes as they adjusted to their new ordeal.

"Are you doing okay?" She asked with concern. I raised my right leg for a single clop in the affirmative. "Do you want me to take you out of the restraints?" Despite the discomfort that my petite body was feeling, I also enjoyed the experience. I certainly wasn't ready for it to end. I was finding pleasure in the helplessness, the smell of the leather in my nose and the feel of the straps against my soft skin. I quickly raised and lowered my hoof boot twice creating loud thumping sounds on the dusty wooden floor of the tack room.

The Mistress clipped long leather reins to the shiny metal rings on the sides of my bridle and gave a gentle tug to get me moving forward. "Time to go little pony," she said as she opened the door and led me back out into the sun. I was brought to the side of the barn where a large mirror rested against the worn wooden wall of the structure. "Look at yourself my ponygirl. See how gorgeous you are?" She said as she stood behind me and gently flicked her tongue against the side of my neck sending tingles of pleasure to the core of my flat tummy.

I stared at my reflection in the mirror, barely recognizing the animal that I had become. My crystal blue eyes traced the lines of the leather straps that encased the contours of my lean body. I took note of the way the heavy arm binder pulled my shoulders back forcing me to constantly thrust my udders out in a display of pride to show off the firm fleshy mounds that accentuated my chest. I could see how the pubic strap of my harness dissected my juicy slit sending the sensitive pink flesh of my labium spreading out around the black leather that was already well coated in the natural moisture of my fuck tunnel.

Across the leather on my forehead I spotted the word "Peppermint" stitched in white lettering. I turned to Mistress Anna with a quizzical look on my face, one that she seemed to understand immediately.

"Peppermint is my ponygirl name," she explained. "Every pony should have a special pony name. For example, Bryan's pony name is Stormy. Would you like for me to give you a pony name too?" I stamped my hoof boot once in the dirt. "What should your pony name be? You are such a stunning mare aren't you? You're so exotic looking with such beautiful eyes and that long silky mane of yours. I know! Your pony name can be 'Beauty'. Do you like that?"

I raised my leg and firmly plunked it on the ground once. "Then it's all settled, you're Beauty, my gorgeous little ponygirl," she said with an air of pride. "Maybe one day you'll get a custom bridle of your own with your name on it. One last lesson," She said as she grabbed hold of my reins once more. "When a pony walks, with every step he or she raises each leg up to a ninety degree angle and then lowers it directly to the ground. Go ahead and give it a try."

She led me around beside the barn and I worked hard to maintain my balance on the hoof boots while lifting my legs, walking in circles for what seemed like an eternity. "Very Good!" She exclaimed with joy upon seeing that I was finally beginning to walk like a proper ponygirl. "You are such a good mare, I'm so proud of you!" Waves of pleasure cascaded through my body as I basked in Mistress Anna's praise.

The slender dominant led me back to the front of the barn and tied my reins off to a hitching post. "Are you ready to meet Stormy?" She asked as she gently stroked my soft cheek with the back of her small hand. I stomped my hoof boot to the floor once and she walked around to the other side to get the ponyboy. I stood silent for a while, enjoying the warmth of the sun on my satin skin, the breeze gently blowing in my hair and the smell of the grass and the trees that filled my nose. Despite the plethora of restraints that held my nimble body in place, I hadn't felt this free and happy since I could remember.

It wasn't long before I heard a clopping of hoof boots, similar to my own. I turned my head and saw Mistress Anna moving toward me with her husband Bryan, now Stormy, in tow by the reins attached to his bridle. He was outfitted in a manner similar to me, a harness befitting the male form, a tight arm binder, bit and bridle with the name "Stormy" stitched along the top and of course a tail no doubt connected to an anal intruder not unlike the one that stretched and filled my own rectum. His large cock was semi-flaccid and swung freely between his legs, bobbing about with each high step. He was indeed a beautiful stallion and as a mare, I couldn't help but find the arousal between my legs grow as a result of the magnificent sight of him.

As Stormy caught sight of me tied off and tacked as I was, I could see how excited I made him as his large member began to twitch and slowly stiffen.

Behind them trudged my Master who upon seeing where I was hitched, quickened his pace to inspect me. "She's such a beautiful mare, isn't she Arnie?" Anna asked as she tied Stormy's reins to the same hitching post that I was secured to.

Master nodded as his fat fingers slid over the collection of straps and buckles, feeling how they pressed against my soft skin and admiring the erotic display that my body had become.

"So let's go tour the property shall we?" She exclaimed as she gave Stormy's exposed ass a slap and untied his reins, leading him to a cart by the side of the barn and securing his harness in place. She returned to lead me by my reins to the cart as well with my Master following behind. I was certain that I was giving him a good show of the movement of my rear as I lifted each leg high with every step. Upon reaching the cart, Mistress strapped me in next to Stormy. He looked over and smiled at me. I looked up at him and his demeanor helped calm my nerves about this new experience that I was embarking on. Mistress Anna climbed up onto the cart and raised her whip into the air.

"Hey, wait for me!" Master shouted as he grabbed a hold of the side of the cart, attempting with futility to pull his large frame on to the vehicle.

"Oh Arnie honey, you're so sweet, but I'm afraid our ponies simply won't be able to pull your weight. We don't want to strain your pretty little slave girl now do we? You'll just have to stay here. There's a refrigerator in the barn with some refreshments, help yourself. Don't worry, we won't be gone long."

Master's mouth was agape as he readied himself to protest, but Mistress Anna flicked the whip into the air with a single loud crack and yelled "Go Ponies! On Stormy! On Beauty!"

I dug my hoof boots into the ground and pulled hard but the cart began moving with surprising ease. No doubt Stormy's strength and experience were doing most of the heavy work. As the cart rumbled down the track, Master's hand slipped off the sideboard and he was left standing frustrated in the middle of the dirt road surrounded by a brown cloud of dust.

Chapter Fifteen: Letting Nature Take its Course

The property was huge and as much as I enjoyed nature and my outdoor surroundings, I hadn't done much cardio exercise in months and it wasn't long before I found my heart beating wildly and a thin sheen of glistening sweat had formed on my smooth skin. I took deep breaths through my nose, inhaling the scent of the nearby honeysuckle as I raised my slender legs high and lowered them to the ground, my hoof boots clopping on the dirt track in near unison with the steps of the ponyboy next to me. I wished that I could look at him but the blinders kept my eyes focused directly ahead and the tight reins on my bridle ensured that Mistress Anna controlled me completely. I thought of how Stormy and I were bound so similarly and I wondered what his large member might feel like inside me. My pussy tingled with arousal as my mind drifted off into a sexual escapade of arousal.

"Whoa Stormy! Whoa Beauty!" Anna shouted as she flicked her whip in the air twice and pulled hard on my reins. We slowly came to a halt next to a field surrounded by a wooden fence. Anna climbed off the cart with a water bottle and faced me, pressing the nozzle over my bit and squirting some of the refreshing liquid into my mouth. I greedily swallowed and stomped my hoof boot, hoping the Mistress would understand my request for more. Another long squirt into my mouth and she moved on to Stormy, providing his muscled body with some well deserved refreshment as well.

"Do you want to be unhitched and play in the field for a little while, Stormy?" Anna asked her ponyboy husband. I heard a single clomp of his hoof boot before Anna approached me and gently stroked my soft cheek with her delicate hand. "How about you Beauty, would you like to play with Stormy in the field?" I smacked my hoof boot to the ground once. "Then it's settled, go have fun my ponies," she said as she unclipped my harness from the cart and moved to Stormy to release him.

Stormy stomped his hoof boot once on the ground, ran past the fence into the field and waited for me to follow. I ran toward him, my legs rising high, the bells on my erect pink nipples ringing loudly as my tits bounced and jiggled with each clomping step. As I neared him he ran further into the field and I followed until we were surrounded by wildflowers. Fat yellow and black bumble bees hovered as they diligently gathered sweet nectar and Stormy and I took turns chasing each other through the tall grass. The way his muscles rippled as he ran and the smoothness of his gleaming skin made me feel flush and hot. My eyes focused on how stiff the impressive cock between his legs was as it bobbed and moved about with each step and I knew that my bound little body was exciting him greatly. We were one with nature; two beasts running through the fields in an erotic playful dance of lust. I lost all track of time as my entire world became enveloped in the beauty of the land that I had become a part of.

Stormy would run up behind me in an attempt to push his cock into my dripping sex; however the strap that was pulled tightly between my legs prevented any insertion. I would run away in a teasing manner, my hoof boots clopping softly on the carpet of green flora as I gracefully galloped, swaying my hips and swishing my tail taunting the stallion with my little body which oozed sexuality. He would catch up and again push his erect cock between my slender legs, making his desire clear; a desire that we both shared.

Mistress Anna was leaning against the worn wooden fence enjoying the sight of her animals frolicking. She flicked her whip in the air with a loud crack and called out "Come Stormy, come Beauty!" We trotted together to the fence where Anna provided us with more water and gently stroked both of our sweat coated bodies. Stormy continued to push his stiff member between my toned legs even as we stood in front of our Mistress.

"Stormy looks like he wants to mount you my pretty little mare," she said as her fingers danced over my highly sensitive nipples, her touch activating the nerve endings in my pink buds sending tingles through my responsive body in waves. "Does my pretty ponygirl want to be mounted?" I stomped my hoof boot on the ground one time, the throbbing ache between my legs making it clear that my moist pink flesh was desperate for attention.

As she unbuckled the strap between my legs I felt the coolness of the air against my receptive slit. Mistress Anna pushed on the small of my back and held my shoulders, bending me over to give Stormy unhindered access to the wet fuck hole that was the center of my world. She grasped his sizable cock in her small hands and helped guide it into position. I felt the head push against my pink flesh, slowly entering me, stretching my vaginal walls as it crept deeper inside my body before sliding back and drilling further in. Anna held my little body steady as Stormy pumped in and out, pushing harder and faster, deeper and longer until I could feel his cock pushing against the entrance to my cervix.

The attractive blonde dominatrix held my shoulders with one hand as her other ventured between my legs, gently teasing my clit. "Does my mare like Stormy's cock inside her?" She asked as her fingers played with my pink flesh, forcing my clit to swell past its pierced hood. I stamped my hoof boot on the ground once and my Mistress displayed a bright smile. "That's it Beauty, take Stormy's cock inside you."

Stormy's manhood was stretching and filling me as I used my vaginal muscles to milk him with every ounce of strength I possessed. My head was blanketed in a foggy mist of arousal. All I could focus on was the pleasure that my little body was receiving at the hands of the monster between Stormy's legs.

"That's a good Beauty, take his cock. Take it deep inside you my little mare," Anna said as her slender fingers danced on my pubic mound. "Stormy's going to put a foal in you, my needy little ponygirl. We're going to breed you like the animal you are." I could barely focus on her words as Stormy continued to pound away at me from behind sending the little silver bells that dangled from my nipple rings into a melodic jingle with each thrust. Mistress Anna's hand moved up to my belly where she rubbed in small circles. "Soon you'll be carrying Stormy's foal. What a perfect little breeding mare you are. I knew from the moment I saw you that you and Stormy should mate."

Stormy began to grunt and I could feel his cock twitching and pulsing inside of me. "My stallion is about to cum inside you Beauty. Do you want to cum too?"

I stamped my hoof boot hard against the ground beneath me. "You have permission to cum my beautiful ponygirl." Upon hearing her words I relaxed my little body and let everything flow from me. All the emotions burst from within my lithe frame and I was gripped by a powerful orgasm that washed over me until my legs quivered and my body shook. I felt light headed but Mistress Anna continued to support my body. I breathed heavily through my gag, my saliva dripping and spraying as large beads of sweat dripped down my face and body. I was so covered in moisture it was as if I had just stepped out of a shower and my satin skin glistened in the sun. Stormy let out a loud series of grunts as his hips pounded against me hard. His cock pulsed inside of me as he sprayed his gooey semen deep into my womb.

"That's a good Beauty, let Stormy's seed create a foal inside you."

Stormy stayed inside of me for several minutes until his organ had softened enough to slip out of my slick hole, dragging with it a steady stream of sticky white cum. We breathed heavily in unison as we recovered together and Mistress Anna slowly stroked Stormy's chest with one hand while tenderly squeezed my right udder with the other. I felt perfectly fulfilled and completely satisfied. I had served my purpose as a breeding mare in the most natural way possible and I knew it was right.

Our Mistress hitched us back to the cart, gave us some more water and climbed aboard before cracking her whip in the air. "Go Stormy! Go Beauty! Back to the barn!" My hoof boots dug once more into the dirt track and my harness tightened as the weight of the cart pulled on it. We trotted with me taking care to step high with each stride back to where I saw my Master sitting on the bench awaiting our return. "Whoa Stormy! Whoa Beauty!" Mistress Anna called as she cracked the whip in the air twice and pulled hard on my reins, forcing the bit to push against the corners of my mouth with even more force.

She climbed off the cart and began to unhitch me as my Master strode toward us. He was red faced and breathing heavily, his fists clenched with rage. "You know I don't appreciate you leaving me behind like that!" He exclaimed as he neared us.

Anna unclipped my harness from the cart and grabbed my reins, tugging me forward. "I'm so sorry Aiden, I thought I explained to you about the weight issue, really I didn't mean to offend you," she replied calmly.

"It's Arnie!" He yelled back angrily as he noticed the streams of cock milk that had escaped from my fuck tunnel during the run back to the barn and now coated my toned legs. "You let your husband fuck my cunt? You fucked it without my permission! You don't fuck a slave without its owner's permission! What the fuck is wrong with you people?"

The dominatrix nodded and calmly answered "I understand completely. You seem upset and that was certainly not my intention, so let me get the tack off of your girl and then you're welcome to leave. Does that suit?"

My Master kicked the dirt in an angry huff. The damage had been done and there was nothing he could do to change that. "Yeah, get her out of that stuff and then we're leaving. This was a mistake!"

The beautiful blonde Mistress pulled gently on my reins leading me back to the tack room. She unlocked and removed my arm binder sending my numb arms flopping to my sides. Anna tenderly rubbed them to get the circulation flowing again before unbuckling my bridle, removing my bit gag and then unfastening the harness that had held my body captive. I truly felt bare in the absence of the devices but I was proud to be like this in my natural state. The petite dominant bent down to help me out of the hoof boots and strapped my stripper heels back on to my small feet. Finally she grasped my tail plug with one hand while holding my tummy with the other. She twisted the plug back and forth, pulling steadily until it came out of me, leaving my anus gaping open, ready for my regular jeweled princess plug to be forced deep inside my rectum.

She stroked my face lovingly and leaned forward gently pressing her warm mouth to mine. I felt her tongue slide along my lips, coating them in her sticky sweet saliva before pushing into my mouth where it flickered against my own tongue. I reveled in our passionate kiss until she pulled back, a single strand of clear saliva connecting our mouths. "You are an incredible delight Beauty and you are an amazing ponygirl. Between us girls, if you ever decide to leave that so-called Master of yours, you would always be welcome in our stable. I would be overwhelmed to own a mare like you and I know Bryan would love to have you as well."

Mistress Anna was so beautiful and kind. She truly made me feel good and I wanted so badly to remain with her longer, but I knew it wasn't meant to be, for I was already an owned creature. "Thank you Mistress Anna. The Cunt enjoyed its time with you both today."

"You're not the Cunt when you're with me my sweet mare, you're Beauty. And all that talk about putting a foal in your womb was just part of the role play. It gets both Bryan and I excited to speak that way. He has a low sperm count which is why he hasn't filled me with babies yet, so you don't have to worry about getting pregnant."