© 1997 Derrick, M. Water Hole Custom Leather Inc. This manuscript can not be published in any form or by any medium with out written consent from the author(s)
BATH? Did they say bath? He was led to a groomer who took him into a small building. It had a swimming pool of sorts and a ramp that came down one side and up the other. His lead was clipped to an over head track system and he was led by this through the pole to the other side, where the groomer unhooked the lead and led him over to the drying area. He was dried off and powdered. Then his arms where put back into the arm shieth again but not hooked to his halter. Then he was led to an open field and slapped on his butt to go play...
Pony boy stepped out into the field and felt kind of funny. No cloths on, arms tied, and walking in a field. He could see other ponies like himself, and some that he would aspire to be like. He started over to them, but kept his distance.
One male pony, a lot bigger than pony boy, came by and checked
him out. This pony started to show off some things -- like how
strong he was. Pony boy guessed that he was the leader, so to
speak. Pony boy did not really care as he only wanted to be Lady
Equine's pony and did not care if other ponies were there or not.
The other male pony went back to a few others and figured he was
still on top as he showed his stuff off. Some pony girls were
looking toward pony boy and smiling. A bell rang and all the ponies
ran for the fence Pony boy followed, but way behind. He was still
tired from the work out. When he got there the larger pony was
standing in front of his food and water. Pony boy just stood and
waited. Maybe he would leave soon.
Finally, pony boy gave up. He was not in a fighting mood and his
hands were tied ( literally ).
So he walked along the fence. The larger pony boy seemed very
proud of what he had done.
Finally they were all done and moved back out in the field. Pony
boy went up to eat, but only got a few bites before the groomers
came by and took all the pails. One of these groomers looked at
pony boy and said " what's the matter boy -- are you not
hungry?" Pony boy was hungry but could not say so He just
looked at the pail as it was taken away.
Finally evening was coming and the gate opened up, as well as the door to the stables. All the ponies ran into the stables. Pony boy was walking behind, almost dragging his feet. He noticed that all the ponies were standing in front of their stalls, so he did so as well. The groomers came out and brushed them all down. Also, the groomers rubbed down their muscles. This felt so good and relaxing. Then they opened up the gates and led the ponies into their stalls.
LATER INTO THE EVENING: THE PUNISHMENT CONTINUES
Pony boy thought that finally he could just drop. He started to
the corner where the hay looked so good and soft and comfortable.
But, Susan came in and said "no pony boy ... remember you
have a few more days of punishment coming."
Yes, pony boy did remember this -- once he saw Susan -- and he tried to get a second wind. My God though, he was tired and he did not like what he saw coming out of the bag.
Susan lead him over to a feeding trough -- and she had with her cuffs and ropes. Pony boy was made to lean well over the bar. Susan moved the trough so that he was certain to be bent in half. His arms and ankles were cuffed, and then clamped together. This was quite strenuous for pony boy, and he tried to buck to make this clear. Susan paid him no mind, however, and continued about her business.
She manipulated his nipples, until these were quite hard, and then clamped them with tight nipple clamps. These were attached by a chain. She took a small rope and tied the middle of the chain to his collar -- so that if he tried to lift his head, it would pull on his nipples.
A ball stretcher -- of what seemed to pony boy to be of enormous width -- was then placed between his balls and his cock. A bell was placed on this that was attached to a string, and this string was then placed through a metal ring on the pole.
Finally, a set of beads, all strung together, 12 in all, moving from small to progressively large, were placed up his butt -- slowly, yet with determination. There were held outside by a large flat circle that sat on his ass. A large string was attached to the end.
"This will be how you sleep this evening, dear pony boy. But do not expect too much sleep, as slaves of quite another sort will be by to tend to you throughout the night."
Slaves, pony boy thought, whatever did she mean? Were there also slaves on this property? What did they do?
Pony boy tried his best to make himself comfortable -- but this was quite difficult given the way he was bound, and his position.
The first slave came to visit -- she pulled the string on his ball stretcher to alert him and then she pet his head and shoulders and spoke to pony boy.
"I am here to tell you the significance of the bonds that are used to control and constrain you. These stand for ownership, pony boy. These mean you are totally and utterly owned. You have minimal rights at this point -- although you will be given four chances to request freedom.. However, I do doubt that you will request this. I have yet to meet a pony boy or girl who has requested this, even if they fall into disfavor. However, I have been party to witness those who have been banished from this property and all others like it.
Once these chances for release come and go, you really will have no more rights as a human -- in fact you will be completely owned as a pet -- first by our Lady, and then by whoever comes to claim you. And then you will be taken in their bindings -- which proclaim their ownership over you. It is a hard life, yet indeed one of pleasure and safety. You are one who will make it pony boy -- I can tell by watching you -- I can see your utter desire to be here. But remember that desire will not be enough. You must be committed to work hard, you must be obedient, and you must be smart. You must also know that sometimes things will seem unfair -- as is the life of all pets -- but that in the long run -- you will be loved -- fully and completely -- as are all pets."
With this, she slapped his butt, and left him to his thoughts.
Within the hour, another slave approached. The string was pulled on the ball stretcher, and the feeling and sound alerted pony boy. This time a man with a cane. "It is my duty and pleasure to cane you pony boy. This is not part of your usual punishment. Do you wish to know what this is for?"
At first he was stunned, and made no movement.
"I will take this to mean that you have no desire to know" and with this the cane was raised.
Pony boy immediately nodded - furiously -- up and down, and felt the pressure this placed on his nipples.
"Yes then -- you want to know. Good then , as I would like to tell you. The Lady was watching you as you were out in the fields with the other ponies. She expected more pride from you. More self-confidence and self-determination -- she was saddened by how you let the bigger pony push you around. She wants you -- for whatever reason -- I do not know -- to make a position for yourself among the ponies. She does not wish you to be a victim of the strong. Therefore, it is my duty -- and in fact pleasure -- to make my site more unappealing to you then standing up for yourself in the fields amongst the ponies. And this I will do."
And a beating commenced -- more furious than any he had ever encountered to date. He was deliberate, concise, and swift. When pony boy thought he could take no more, the slave seemed only half way through what he wished to do -- and pony boy was beaten soundly until he was made unconscious.
Later -- but pony boy did not know how much later -- a bucket of water was splashed on him -- both abrupt yet pleasant.
"Will you want to see my face again, pony boy?" He
nodded no. "This is good, as I pleasure in administering
the cane -- that is why I am kept by my Lady -- as she does not
like punishment for pure punishment's sake -- But I do -- so you
might want to remember that I will be summoned if you put on such
a pitiful display in the fields again. Take the position you deserve
-- no higher and no lower. Find it and assume it. It is one of
the only rights you will have here on this ranch."
An hour passed. And the most beautiful of slaves -- of woman --
that pony boy had ever seen -- approached him on her hands and
knees. She looked soft -- pliable -- ready to be taken by any
man. But pony boy was not a man. He was a mere pony boy. And he
was tied in a way
that would not allow him to take this woman.
"I am here pony boy to show you how much your desires are now in the hands of your trainers and owners. Never will you be permitted to release without their full authority. You need to know this and you need to know it well."
With this, this luscious slave girl began to writhe under the pony boy -- opening herself to him in many sensual ways. Under him -- for just his eyes to see, she opened her tunic and played with her breasts -- close to his face -- pony boy could smell her -- she was intoxicating. And then again, right under him -- she opened her legs and brought her pussy to his lips. How much he wanted to touch her in this way -- pony boy tried to move his head toward her, but the strain to his nipples was too much, and his head fell forward. She brought her pussy just within reach, and began to pulse to such a sensuous rhythm. He could smell the musky odor-- so symbolic of a woman in the heat of passion -- he was so excited now -- so hard -- his hips too began to pulse and his cock grew in size. As this occurred, she moved to her hands and knees once again and began to lick his balls -- and that sweet, luscious, excitable place just between the back of his balls and his ass hole. My God, the feelings were uncontrollable -- and as the pony boy bucked in rhythm, she shifted her mouth to his cock. First the head of his cock -- using her tongue around the rim -- creating a vacuum -- using just her tongue -- in the very tip - in the hole -- a new feeling for the pony boy -- never before experienced. And then she took his cock full in her mouth -- rising and falling upon him -- pony boy was almost there...almost ready to cum -- and she let him go -- and gazed upon him. While this happened, two hands from behind placed a cock harness on the pony boy -- with little pins within it -- so that -- should he enlarge any further, he would be pierced and -- should he decrease in size -- he would be scratched. This kept him right on the edge. The young slave closed her tunic and whispered in his ear --"You see pony boy -- everything -- everything you do is totally under their control" and with this she kissed his lips, breathed a gentle breath in his ears, and departed.
God - pony boy was so excited -- he could hardly breathe. And yet she was right - there was nothing he could do about this excitement.
Ranger was the next to greet pony boy with a pull of the string on the ball stretcher -- he pulled hard -- he did not like this competition -- not at all. Pony boy had no idea how much time had passed before ranger pulled his string, slapped his butt and sat before him.
"While I am uncertain why, I am here to tell you of my most memorable experiences here on the ranch -- and while I have no desire to do so -- I will, because I have been commanded to do so."
And his story began....
"Here, I am taken care of --- as a pet -- as the ONLY pet of my Lady. Do you understand this pony boy? I am the ONLY pet of my Lady. I was to be sold, to Lady Amanda, but just as this was to occur, the Lady -- my Lady -- said no. She said that she would not part with me. And since then I have been hers. That is the most pleasurable moment of my time here at the ranch -- when I understood just how much I meant to her as an obedient and well-kept pet. I will not leave go of this position -- not for anyone -- is this clear pony boy?"
Pony boy did not quite understand all that was being said -- but he did nod -- it was hard to listen, given his position, his erection, and all the other thoughts that had been placed in his head -- as well as his strong yearnings for the Lady -- or -- if she was beyond his reach -- which you were now learning might be the case, given the remarkableness of ranger -- then for the trainer Susan -- who seemed quite fond of pony boy.
And after his talk, ranger left as well. Pony boy did not remember much of what ranger had said.
And pony boy finally drifted to sleep -- to be awaken by the pleasure slave, who had removed the harness from his cock. Again, he was in her mouth -- and she was forcefully taking him, using her hands on his balls, and on that delightful space between his balls and his hole. My God, he was going to cum. And as he did -- within her mouth, someone from behind pulled the beads from his ass -- quickly -- making his orgasm more than any he had felt before -- nothing felt as good as this orgasm.
And as he breathed helplessly, in the heat of passion , he heard -- whispered in his ear by a voice as of yet unknown to him -- "You see, dear pony boy -- everything -- every thing -- is under our control. And as you learn this, you will become a prize for the pony boy auction. You might bring the Lady her best price yet."
And then, with so many mixed thoughts and feelings, he finally
dozed off to sleep. As he was in that half asleep and half awake
state, pony boy thought of all the things that had happened to
him on this night. The main thing he remembered was the canning
and how he would avoid this when ever possible. And the thought
of his sale in the future -- and how ranger seemed jealous --
all of this was flashing back and forth though his head.
And pony boy was feeling such a mixture of emotions -- from crying
to pure happiness. The pain hurt so much. And the pleasure was
beyond belief. God he was tired. He knew he had to try and sleep.
But things kept racing through his mind. God, he was sooooo tired
The next sound was that of Ashley -- coming to get pony boy for
his morning grooming. My God, he had experienced another full
evening of training, and now he must start again.