Date: Mon, 25 Jul 2005 20:05:58 -0500
From: k c <kc453645@hotmail.com>
Subject: Pony Ride 3

The following is a complete work of fiction, involving female-female
domination. None of the people in this story are based on any real person
or real situation. This story may not be copied for any use other than
intended by the author. Civil and kind comments may be sent to the author
at kc453645@hotmail.com

Pony Ride 3

I was so wiped out from what had occurred Sunday that when Jackie and
Tina left, and managed to push some of the hay she left for us into a
small pile. I then crumpled on top of it, and felt into a deep sleep. For
some reason I had dreams where I was a Pony, and Tina was brushing me
down, taking extra special care with my long brunette hair. I was tied
down to a post, and was chewing on a big carrot which Tina had given me
as a treat for being a good Pony.

I awoke abruptly, feeling someone kicking me in my side. When I opened my
eyes I saw Tina wearing a black thigh-high boot. Jackie already had
awoken Sarah and was getting her ready. Tina stuck a Pony tail in my ass,
and told me to stay while she grabbed my bit.

When Sarah and I were prepared, Tina led us up the stairs, out into the
garage and into the mini-van, where she tied us down to the floor as she
had done the previous day. Tina then left the van for what seemed like 15
minutes, before she returned with Jackie. Tina carried two suitcases,
which led me to believe we were all going on a trip somewhere overnight.
I was not happy about this, but as Tina's Pony I had no rights of my
own.

We all drove in the mini-van for what seemed like a couple of hours.
Unable to see anything, I was left to my thoughts, trying to decide how I
had become Tina's Pony, her possession which she could do anything with.
The van finally stopped, and Jackie got out first, then Tina. Tina came
back a few minutes later, untied us, and grabbed our reigns, leading us
outside the van, which was backed up to a motel room door.

Tina led us into the room and into a large oversized closet. She tied our
reigns to the clothes pole overhead, and then shut the door, leaving us
inside. Unable to speak with Sarah, I tried rubbing up against her like
real Ponies do. I wanted to feel her warmth on my body, I wanted to feel
her touch on my body, and she wanted the same from me. We stroked each
other and I started feeling all tingly inside. My vagina was getting wet,
and my Pony tail started getting loose in my butt. I spoke as best I
could ask Sarah to stop, but all that came out was "Mehrrher."

When we heard the motel room door open with separated, and Tina opened
the closet door. She untied our reigns and led us outside the room and
into the van. She tied us down in the van, and got into the passenger
seat. Jackie was in the driver's seat already, and started driving the
van. We stopped about 20 minutes later. Tina led us outside to what
looked like a big mansion. She brought us into what looked like a barn.
Inside were 20 other girls all dressed as Pony's as we were, and all
tied down to posts on the floor. Apparently Jackie and Tina brought us to
a Pony show. I hoped we would be the best Pony's there.

From what I could tell Sarah and I were the cutest looking Pony's, each
of us having tight and tanned bodies, our boobs slightly hanging down,
our shapely hips swaying back and four as we walked, causing our tails to
move left to right and back again.

Tina soon arrived and told us there were rules for the competition. Of
course we were to follow her every command. Tina pulled Sarah out in
front of me to demonstrate what she was talking about.

"When I want you to turn right, I will swat your right ass check with my
riding crop," Tina said, taking an extra hard slap on Sarah's right
cheek.

"When I want you to turn left, I will swat your left ass check with my
riding crop," she said, putting a large red mark on Sarah's left ass
cheek.

"When I want you to stay, I will take the riding crop just above your
ass," Tina said, once again demonstrating on poor Sarah, who was talking
all the punishment with tears running from her eyes.

"When I want you to walk on your hind legs, I will put the riding crop
under your chin. If you do not move quickly enough, I will hit you hard
in the face. Don't make me hurt your pretty Pony faces," Tina said.

Tina led Sarah back into the holding area with me, and allowed us to
nuzzle up with each other for a little bit. I could feel Sarah trembling.
I wondered if she had ever been at one of these shows before.

Unable to see the show ring, Sarah and I were kept in the dark, only able
to hear applause and swatting of Ponies. Tina opened the door to our
stall, grabbed Sarah's reigns and yanked her forward. I could hear
Jackie's voice next, so I think Jackie took Sarah into the show ring for
her performance.

Some time passed before the stall door opened again. This time Sarah was
pushed into the stall with a kick on her ass by Tina. Sarah's head was
down, as if she had not done a good job.

"You're next," Tina said to me, grabbing my reigns and pulling me
forward. I walked down a long hallway before stopping at an open door.
Over a loudspeaker I heard them introduce Tina, and she pulled me forward
into the ring. Using the riding crop as she demonstrated, I moved right,
then left, then right again. I stayed when Tina wanted me to, and walked
slow or fast according to her manual instructions.

I was concentrating to follow and obey Tina's orders, which seemed to
work, as after we were finished, everyone clapped and Tina patted me on
my face, saying "Good pony" over and over again.

Instead of going back to the stall I shared with Sarah, I was led to a
large room, with other girls who had become their owner's Ponies. Each
girl was different, which led me to believe we were all winners somehow.
There was a blonde, a redhead, an Asian girl, a beautiful black girl, and
even an older woman with white hair who looked as if she was in her 40s.

It came time for all of us to go back into the main show ring. Tina led
me around and gave me orders which I obeyed. I saw the other Pony's do
the same tricks. A large woman watched everything and walked up and down
our line, stopping at me. She looked at my owner, handed her a ribbon,
and moved on to the next Pony.

Tina gave me a big hug and whispered in my ear, "We did it. We won Best
of Show. I am so proud of you."

I felt a real sense of accomplishment, having won Best of Show in my
first ever Pony competition. After a brief awards ceremony and photos,
Tina led Sarah and me back to the mini-van. She tied us down and off we
went back to Jackie's home. On the way I looked over at Sarah and saw
how dejected she looked. Also her beautiful body was covered with riding
crop marks and bruises. Apparently she had trouble following Jackie's
instructions.