NOVICE MALE PONY SLAVE PART 1 BASIC TRAINING
Madame Maxine was a human pony trainer, and an avid member of the UK human pony owners club. Although she only had one pony, Blossom and middle aged buxom female human pony, or mare. Maxine was determined to have more when her financial position allowed it. Along with Blossom, Maxine had a training and exercise facility in an old small industrial building. The building was old and empty, but weather proof with only a modest yearly rental cost. It was large enough inside for some pony training and exercise, even allowing limited use of sulky cart. The outside perimeter wall was high and kept everything private and the concrete ground between the perimeter wall and the walls of the building was ideal for exercising a pony and better deployment of a sulky cart. Maxine's prize possession as well as Blossom, her female pony, was her sulky cart, her most expensive aquisition so far. It was tailor made for her by specialist manufacturers for the UK human pony owners club. Maxine as well as training and exercising Blossom at her training establishment and attending UK pony club meetings with her, also offered novice trainers the chance to learn how to train a human ponies, by practising on Blossom at her training establishment. It helped to finance her training establishment as well as encourage new trainers to join the UK human pony owners club.
Maxine was in early thirties she had brown hair, she was tall and slim. Maxine liked to dress in brief, seductive leathers when training her pony, particularly high heeled boots. She had long training reigns and a two seat sulky cart so she could teach novice trainers how to control a cart and a human pony slave. Some of her customers were obtained at the official UK pony club meetings, most through her advert in the pony slave times, the official UK pony club newsletter. He goal was to be like Lady Carstairs Browne the chair woman of the UK human pony owners club and the number one human pony slave trainer in the UK. Lady Carstairs Browne hosted the UK human pony owners club official pony club days at her farm. She was also the proud owner of two full time pony slaves, and large collection of human pony equestrian equipment, including a dozen or more sulky carts of varied designs. It was another aim of Maxine to have a full time pony slave, as Blossom was only part time at pony slave, at the weekends.
Maxine was at her training establishment on a Thursday evening waiting to see two potential pony trainers who were looking to be instructed on how to train a human pony, so they could become members and take part in the activities of the UK human pony owners club. She was expecting a man and woman. The woman arrived first, Barbara was tall and slim like Maxine but younger. She had her long blond hair tied in a bunch, she had pretty face and from her conversation she seemed eager to learn how to train a pony. Maxine showed Barbara round her training establishment showing Barbara her training equipment. Also photos of Blossom her female pony slave in various poses, while being trained with the long reigns and trotting in the sulky cart,and the small enclosure that doubled as a stable and equipment store. “As you can see from the photos the head harness and reigns are authentic”, Maxine said as the looked at the photos. “Funds are limited and so purchases are for what is only necessary, so far the most expensive item is the sulky cart, which you can see is also the genuine article”, she added.
“My second most expensive purchase were those and that”, Maxine said leading Barbara away from the little enclosure. She was pointing at the full length mirrors of various sizes fixed to all the walls. Also a wooden ramp that was almost half the length of the building, it had long up slope and an equally long down slope linked by a flat raised section. “Inside here and out side the building are good for exercising a pony, but they are both level”, Maxine said. “That helps them get use to going up and down slopes” she added. “The mirrors?”, Barbara asked. “They help me and of course novice trainers see how my pony Blossom is performing and how they are keeping her under control, also last but not least, how accurate and effective their use of the whip is”, Maxine replied. “Well you have seen about everything, outside is well screened, so Blossom can be made to run around the building when the weather permits”, Maxine replied. “What do you think?”, Maxine asked. “You have a good set up, it what I'm looking for”, Barbara replied.
Maxine took Barbara around the outside of the buildng showing her how it was shielded by high walls and tall thick trees. Maxine told Barabara what she could offer her and what it would cost, to learn how to train Blossom. Barbara told Maxine that Blossom would be perfect to help her learn how to train a human pony, also the price was agreeable. However due to business commitments she would only to able to do Saturday mornings every other week. “That is OK with me, but you have to realise it will take you longer to lean how to train Blossom properly if you can only make half a day every other week”, Maxine said. “I expect no less, I'm only happy to be able to learn how to train Blossom properly, to enable me to play a proper role in the UK human pony owners club”, Barbara replied. Barbara left having agreed to come on Saturday morning to start her training with Blossom,
The man arrived a short while later, Bradley was older than her, he was also taller, with brown receding hair, with a slightly chubby body. Maxine gave Bradley the same tour and explanation as Barbara.“If my facilities and prices are agreeable you can do Saturday afternoons and every other Saturday starting on Saturday afternoon”, Maxine told Bradley. “Can't you make Saturdays, or am to too expensive?”, Maxine asked when Bradley hesitated to answer. “No, its that I'm not looking to learn how to train Blossom”, Bradley replied. “What do you want then, I only have the one human pony, Blossom”, Maxine asked. “I don't want to be a pony trainer, I have always liked the idea of being a pony, I'm not sure if I will like it in reality but I want to try”, Bradley replied. “I want you to train me to be a pony slave”, he added. It was Maxine's turn to hesitate before answering. She had always wanted to own a male pony slave, but they were rare in the UK human pony owners club, with only three in the whole country, one belonging to Lady Carstiars Browne. “You want me to train you to be a human pony slave?”, Maxine asked. “Yes, to see if I really like it, to get it out of my system one way or another”, Bradley replied. “A challenge for me”, Maxine said not wishing to sound too eager. “Yes, I understand that but will you help me”, Bradley replied. “I will need to see what I have to work with, before I make my mind up”, Maxine said. “Follow me”, she added. Maxine led him to the small enclosure on the far side of the large floor that acted as a stable and equipment store for Blossom her pony slave.
“If you are serious, take all your clothes off, so I can see what you have got to offer in the way on a male pony slave”, Maxine stated. She sounded cool and relaxed, even a little remote, but she was really excited at the prospect of training Bradley as a male pony slave. “OK, I suppose I have to start somewhere”, Bradley stammered. “Yes, you do”, Maxine said. Bradley blushed slightly as he took off his coat then his jumper, and T-shirt stripping to the waist. “Hang your clothes on the pegs provided, shoes and socks below”, Maxine said. Bradley hung his coat, jumper and T-shirt on one of the two pegs. “You look to be carrying a few extra pounds, think your are fit enough to be a pony, its hard work?”, Maxine said as she looked at Bradley's belly. “I hope so”, Bradley replied as he knelt down and removed his shoes and socks, that were placed below the pegs. “So do I”, Maxine said as she watched Bradley straighten up and unbutton and unzipping the front of his trousers, exposing his white cotton briefs. Bradley removed his trousers and hung them on the second peg stripping to his white cotton underpants. Blushing even more Bradley removed his briefs and hung them with his trousers. “Well I've seen worse”. Maxine said as she walked around Bradley looking his naked body up and down. “Keep your eyes forward”, Maxine barked as she picked up a horse crop. “As I said, I have seen worse and I think with a lot of work I can make a half decent male pony out of you”, Maxine said as she tapped Bradley's naked chest with the end of the horse crop. “I hope so”, Bradley replied.
“OK, the first thing to know is that you obey my every command instantly, without hesitation”, Maxine stated as she moved behind Bradley tapping his shoulder with the end of the horse crop. “Yes of course”, Bradley replied. “Yes Madame”, Maxine corrected. “Yes, Madame”, Bradley said. “Failure to do so will result in a penalty”, Maxine said as she lashed Bradley's right thigh with her horse crop. Bradley gasped in shock and pain as a red welt appeared on his right thigh. Maxine moved behind Bradley as she lashed his left thigh with her horse crop, making him wince, as a red welt appeared on that. “Those were an example and a reminder to keep your eyes front”, Maxine said. “Yes, Madame”, Bradley replied.
“Not much here, is there?”, Maxine said probing Bradley's cock and balls with the end of her horse crop. “No, Madame”, Bradley replied, his cock stiffening at the touch of the horse crop. “That will have I go”, Maxine said touching the end of her horse crop to Bradley's pubic hair. “Yes, Madame”, Bradley replied his cock stiffening a little more. “OK, lets see how you move”, Maxine said. “Walk forward six paces, turn then walk back”, Maxine ordered. Bradley moved forward two paces. “No, stop”, Maxine ordered. “Arms by your sides at all times, don't swing them this is not a parade ground”, she added. “No, sorry Madame”, Bradley replied. “OK, start again”, Maxine said. “Bradley got four paces before he was ordered to stop again.
“You are pony, this is not a stroll you must lift your legs up higher each time”, Maxine stated. “Like this”, she added, stepping forward arms at her sides, knees lifting high with each step. “Sorry Madame”, Bradley said and moved forward raising his knees higher with each step. “Not bad for a first try”, Maxine said as Bradley turned and walked back towards her. “Now I will walk with you, the command for future reference pony, is walk on”, Maxine said. Walk on”, Maxine ordered. Bradley moved forward arms as his sides raising his knees as instructed. Maxine walked beside him watching his every move. “Not a great physical specimin are you pony, but I see potential in you”, Maxine said. “No Madame, thank you Madame”, Bradley replied. “Higher pony, I want to see how high you can get those knees”, Maxine said as she hit Bradley's left thigh with her horse crop. “Bradley winced but raised his knees higher. “Better, keep it up”, Maxine said. “OK, I have seen enough”, Maxine said after a few more paces.
“OK, I will charge you the same to train you as a pony slave, as I charge others to learn to train a pony slave, just in case you don't really like it”, as it will be a lot of work for me”, Maxine stated. “On the other hand if you really do like it you will agree to be my pony slave along with Blossom”, Maxine added. “OK, that is a reasonalbe offer, Madame”, Bradley replied. “That is good of you pony, you must remember that from now on I am in charge, you do what I say”, Maxine said. She tapped the head of his cock repeatedly with the tip of her horse crop,. “Is that clear pony?”, Maxine asked. “Yes Madame”, Bradley replied as his cock quickly stiffened to full erection stimulated by the tip of Maxine's horse crop. “I cannot keep calling you pony, I will give you a name”, Maxine said looking at his stiff cock. “I will call you Little Willie”, Maxine added with a satisfied grin. “Yes Madame, thank you Madame”, Bradley replied. “You can get dressed I will see you at one pm on Saturday afternoon, Little Willie”, Maxine stated. Maxine still felt elated after Bradley had dressed and left, and she couldn't wait for Saturday afternoon. She smiled to herself, she knew she had chosen the ideal pony slave name for Bradley, Little Willie.
Bradley arrived at Maxine's training facility a couple of minutes before one pm, Barbara and Blossom had already left just as Maxine planned. “Good afternoon Madame”, Bradley said as he came in. “Good afternoon Little Willie, you came I was hoping you would”, Maxine replied. “Yes, I have been wanting to do this for along time, so I was not going to miss it, Madame”, Bradley said. “Excellent, lets not waste anytime then”, Maxine said ushering Bradley towards the stable and storage enclosure. “OK, ponies do not wear clothes take them all off”, Maxine said. “Yes Madame”, Bradley replied removing his clothes and hanging them on the pegs and placing his shoes and socks on the floor beneath. “Every time you come from now on you will walk to this stable and undress, without being ordered”, Maxine stated. “Yes Madame”, Bradley replied. “Time to get your head harness fitted”, Maxine said. “Thank you Madame”, Bradley replied. The head harness was made from black leather. A securing strap, went from the top of the mask back over the head and linked with two securing straps coming from the centre of both sides of the mask. A stainless steel ring was attached to both sides of the mask at the bottom, with securing straps running from the back of the ring to behind the head. Leather straps and a bit for the ponies mouth could be connected between the front of the rings. However Maxine did not fit a bit between the rings as she was not sure if Bradley would actually enjoy being a pony slave in real life as much as he clearly enjoy the fantasy of being one.
Reigns could be attached to the rings, and Maxine attached two long black, leather reigns. She had, left these hanging on the wall as well as the bit. Bradley stood still while Maxine fitted the head harness and adjusted it to fit his head before buckling it in place. Maxine buckled a thick black leather collar, with stainless steel studs around his neck. “OK, Little Willie, now you are ready for your first training session”, Maxine said. Maxine ushered Bradley out of the enclosure into the open training area, she had picked up her horse crop, ready to use, when required. Bradley looked at his reflection in the mirrors around the walls, as he was ushered out of the enclosure. He was shocked but excited to see himself being led naked in the head harness and collar. His cock started to tingle with excitement and stiffen, as he realised his training as a human pony slave was about to begin.
“Walking exercises to start Little Willie, walk on”, Maxine said. Bradley started to walk forward with Maxine walking beside him. “Arms at your sides raise those knees high, like I told you to on Thursday evening”, Maxine said as she lashed Bradley's buttocks with her crop. “Yes, Madame, sorry Madame”, Bradley replied with a gasp of shock and pain as line of fiery pain erupted across his buttocks. Bradley held his arms by his sides and started to raise his knees. “Higher Little Willie”, Maxine said delivering another stroke to Bradley's naked buttocks. Bradley let out another gasp of shock and pain and started to raise his knees higher as he walked. His buttocks burned from the crop strokes and Bradley realised that Maxine was serious about their pony slave trainer, mistress relationship, and would not hesitate to use her crop on his naked body. She was in command and he must obey or feel its fiery bite. Bradley's cock stiffened some more, growing in size until it was raised up and poking forwards.
Maxine smiled to herself as she walked along with Little Willie, the signs were good and she was sure that he would make a good male pony slave. Her correcting strokes with the crop caused shock and surprise, but no protests, or anger. They also excited him, she could see his cock was now hard poking out in front as he walked along raising his knees high. Maxine made Bradley walk to the end of the building them ordered him to turn round. Bradley glanced both way as he walked knees raised high catching glimpses of his naked body in the mirrors, shocked by the sight of his excited cock poking out from his body. The thought of being a human pony had always excited Bradley and he had wondered if he would enjoy at as much in real life and so far he was. “Suck that belly in Little Willie”, Maxine ordered as he walked back across the building. “Tighter”, Maxine snapped as she lashed Bradley's buttocks again. Bradley gave another gasp of shock and pain, then sucked his belly in as much as he could. He walked on raising his knees high, buttocks burning from three crop strokes. When they got back to the end of the building with the stable enclosure, Maxine ordered Bradley to stop. “Stand still and straight, no slouching”, Maxine said as she tapped Bradley's chest with the tip of crop. “Your first experience as a human pony slave and you appear to be enjoying it”, Maxine said glancing down at Bradley's stiff cock. “Yes Madame, thank you Madame”, Bradley replied blushing slightly.
“You are not Little Willie in name only it seems”, Maxine said. Bradley stiffened as Maxine touched the end of his stiff cock with the tip of her crop. It was a test to see how he would react. Although his cock twitched as the tip of the crop lightly touched it, Bradley managed to keep still and not move his arms. “Yes, as my pony slave, your body, all your body is at my command”, Maxine said as she started to tap the head of Bradley's cock with her crop. It was another test and although it made Bradley wince and squirm, he managed not to move. Bradley's cock responded to the repeated taps of the crop getting stiffer and lifting higher, until it was almost upright closer to his protruding belly. This completely exposed his dangling scrotum. Maxine stopped tapping Bradley's cock head and started to tap his testicles in stead. Maxine did not hit them hard, but just enough to make them ache. Bradley gasped and started to sway as Maxine tapped his balls with the tip of crop. “Is everyhing OK, Little Willie?”, Maxine asked. “Yes Madame, thank you Madame”, Bradley gasped, his balls slowly filling with sickening pain. “You don't want me to stop?”, Maxine asked. “No, Madame”, Bradley replied softly.This was turning out better than Maxine though it would. A male pony slaves cock and balls left them highly vulnerable and could be used to obtain complete dominance over them.
Maxine was enjoying herself abusing Bradley's balls with her crop, and the pain only seemed to make him more excited. Pre-cum dribbled from the tip of his cock, that was now rock hard. Realising how delicate and totally vulnerable Bradley's balls were, only made Maxine want to abuse them more. She now knew why Lady Carstairs Browne said that her male pony slave was her favourite, no doubt the immense fun and enjoyment he provided her with. Maxine wondered why male pony slaves were so rare in the UK human pony owners club, as they seemed to be made to be pony slaves. Their delicate cock and balls might have been designed to make them ideal human pony slaves.
It was good practice to geld a stallion, but not a male pony slave, that would take all the satisfaction and fun away, their delicate balls where their best asset, and their helplessly responsive cocks a close second. Their cocks and balls could be made into the male pony slaves own worse enemy, manipulated by pleasure or pain or a subtle mixture of both. Maxine would not let what fate had provided her with, her first male pony, get away from her. She now knew that Little Willie would be her favourite on that she agreed with Lady Carstairs Browne. Bradley was breathing hard, swaying back and forth on his tip toes now. Maxine was still tapping his balls with the end of her crop and they were now red and clearly aching badly, from his response. This won't get him trained, Maxine thought to herself and reluctantly stopped tapping Bradley's balls. “Happy, want me to continune, or have you changed your mind about being a pony slave”, Maxine asked. “Yes Madame, I am happy, please carry on”, Bradley replied. “Sure about that Little Willie?”, Maxine asked as she started to tap Bradley's red balls with the end of her crop again. “Yes Madame, please do as you wish, I am your pony slave”, “Bradley replied his cock twitching excitedly.
“Time to move on, come into the stable and let me fit reigns to you”, Maxine said leading Bradley into the stable enclosure. Maxine took the long black leather reigns off the wall and tied them to the rings on the sides of his head harness. She then took a bit attachment from the wall and clipped one end to the right side ring on Bradley's head harness. “Open your mouth Little Willie”, Maxine ordered. When Bradley opened his mouth she pushed the leather bit into his mouth and clipped the other end to the left side ring, on his head harness. The leather bit felt very strange in Bradley's mouth but also strangely exciting, his hard cock gave a few twitches. Maxine led Bradley back out of the stable enclosure and then stood behind him holding the long, black, leather, reigns. “Walk forward and take up the slack of the reigns”, Maxine ordered. Bradley walked several paces forward until Maxine told him to stop. “Lets go through the basic instructions”, Maxine said. “A flick of both reigns means walk forward”, Maxine added flicking the long, black, leather reigns against Bradley's back. Bradley walked slowly forwards with Maxine walking behind him holding the reigns. “This means stop”, Maxine said tugging in both reigns. Bradley stopped moving. “Good, lets practise those”, Maxine said flicking both reigns. Bradley walked forward then stopped when Maxine tugged on the reigns. She did this several times until she was happy Bradley was responding to her commands.
“If I pull on the left reign it means turn left”, Maxine said tugging on Bradley's left reign. Bradley turned to the left heading towards the side wall. “When I pull on the right reign it means turn right”, Maxine said tugging on Bradley's right reign. Bradley turned right and head back towards the far wall of the building. “How long I pull on one of the reigns means how far I want you to turn”, Maxine stated. Maxine tugged on Bradley's reigns making him turn forty five degrees left and right then ninety degrees forward and back, moving up and down and across the building. She guided him back to the stable enclosure, the tugged on the reigns making him stop. “OK, I think you understand the basic commands now”, Maxine said now to see how well you trot”, she added. Maxine dropped the reigns and walked into the stable enclosure. She swapped her horse crop for a long horse whip. The first half of the horse whip was solid and springy just like the horse crop but longer about five feet long. It had a long thin leather whip thong on the end almost as long as first half. The length allowed it to be used to whip a pony from the sitting position of a sulky card. A quick flick of the solid springy bottom half, would send the thin leather thong that formed the top half, flying through the air, to lash the pony slaves body.
Still holding the long fearsome looking horse whip, Maxine picked up the long, black, leather reigns and tugged on the left reign making Bradley turn round to face the far wall. Maxine flicked both reigns and Bradley started to walk forward. Maxine walked behind holding the reigns in one hand and her horse whip in the other. “Trot”, Maxine ordered after a few yards of walking. Bradley started to run slowly. “Faster than that, Little Willie”, Maxine said flicking her horse whip. Bradley gasped in shock as the long leather whip thong cracked across his chest leaving a burning red stripe, and he started to run faster. Maxine kept Bradley trotting until the reached the far wall and them used the reigns to turn him back towards the wall with the stable enclosure.
Maxine use to training Blossom like this and loped easily along behind Bradley. About halfway back Bradley stated to pant from the exertion. “Don't you dare get slower”, Maxine warned flicking her horse whip again. Bradley winced and stiffened as the long leather whip thong cracked down his back between his shoulder blades. The burning pain gave him the encouragement to keep going. Another stroke of the whip this time across his chest, kept Bradley trotting all the way back to where the stable enclosure was. He was commanded to halt, by a sharp tug on both reigns.
“Not bad, but as I don't need the exercise unlike you, I will have you running round me in circles”, Maxine said moving away from Bradley back towards the far wall. When the long, black, leather reigns where almost played out she stopped. “Walk on, Little Willie”, Maxine ordered as she turned to face Bradley. Bradley walked forward slowly circling Maxine. “Knees high now”, Maxine barked flicking her horse whip. Bradley gasped as the he long leather whip thong cracked across his shoulder blades. Bradley instantly started to raise his knees high as he walked. “Higher”, Maxine snapped, flicking her horse whip again. Bradley winced as the long leather whip thong lashed his protruding belly, but raised his knees higher. Maxine made Bradley do one more lap raising his knees high, before ordering him to walk normally. “Lets see you trot again”. Maxine said after she made Bradley walk another lap. Bradley started to run in a circle around Maxine, while she held the long, black, leather reigns and brandishing her horse whip. “Faster”, Maxine said flicking her horse, so the long leather whip thong landed across Bradley's buttocks. Bradley gasped in shock and pain as a line of fiery pain erupted across his buttocks. Bradley increased his pace, not wishing to take another whip lash to his burning buttocks.
Maxine kept Bradley at this pace for a few laps, until he was panting from the exertion. Any signs of slowing, were rewarded with the sting of the horse whip, whip lashes to his chest, back and buttocks made sure Bradley maintained his pace. Bradley panted as kept trotting round in a circle, his body was smarting from the whip lashes that made sure he did not slow down. The pain and the thought of being made to run under the horse whip like a pony slave, was making his cock hard just like he imagined it would do. Bradley's cock was hard and standing to attention, bobbing up and down as he trotted in a circle. A natural and eager for it seems, Maxine thought to herself as she watched Bradley trotting round, hard cock bobbing excitedly.
Lets see if I can hit that with my whip, Maxine thought as she flicked her horse whip. The tip of her long leather whip thong struck Bradley's belly two or three inches above his hard excited cock. Close, lets have another go. Maxine thought as she flicked her horse whip again. Yes, much better right to the bell end, Maxine thought as she watched the tip of her long leather whip thong strike Bradley's cock head. She smiled when Bradley screamed loudly as her the long leather whip thong lashed his cock head, and he stumbled for a few steps before he could get himself together. The head of his cock was now dark red and Maxine could swear it now looked even harder.
As Bradley trotted round panting, wondering how long he could keep going, he gasped in shock. The tip of Maxine's long leather whip thong struck his belly dangerously close to his hard excited cock. Too close to be an accident, Maxine was aiming for his cock with her horse whip. That made Bradley's cock even more excited and he held his breath waiting to see if she would try again. Bradley's breath exploded his gasp of pain and shock as the long leather whip thong struck his hard excited cock head. Burning pain seared through Bradley's hard excited cock, making him stumble for several steps. His hard excited cock was now red and burning from the whip stroke, but twitching with even more excitement. A shudder ran through his body, even his cock was not safe from the horse whip.
Maxine smiled in delight, at the effect the application of her whip had on the male pony slaves cock . Male pony slaves clearly had many more sadistic painful possibilities than female pony slaves. Whipping their cock was a sheer pleasure, and of course they had an even more inviting target, their delicate, defenceless, balls. Later, she thought, time to see how much stamina he has or not as she suspected. Bradley was already panting and sweating and he had only been trotting, now for the canter, to see how well he ran and how long for, Maxine thought. “Faster Little Wille, show me how you can canter”, Maxine ordered flicking her horse whip. Bradley's face contorted and he moaned as the long leather whip thong cracked against his chest, leaving burning line across both his nipples. Although already weary, Bradley started running faster, in fear of the horse whip. “Faster”, Maxine snapped flicking her horse whip again and the long leather whip thong lashed Bradley's left flank, making him cry out in shock and pain, but it did make him run faster. “Lets see how long you can keep this up Little Willie?”, Maxine said with another flick of her whip. Bradley groaned as the long leather whip thong lashed his buttocks, and he knew he dare not slow down. Maxine kept Bradley moving like this around her, for a few more laps, even though she could see he was exhausted and only kept going, by the fear of her horse whip. “One more lap then you can rest Little Willie”, Maxine said.
Maxine smiled, she could see the look of relief on Bradley's face as he started his last lap. “OK, you can stop Little Willie”, Maxine said tugging in both reigns. Bradley came to a halt and stood their breathing hard, his body glistening with sweat. “Not a bad effort, for you first time, Little Willie”, Maxine said as she dropped the reigns and walked towards him. “But I will expect great improvements if you want to be my pony slave”, she added. Maxine stopped next to Bradley still holding her horse whip and looked him up and down. His body was cover in sweat and his chest was heaving from the exertion, and although he was weary, she was sure he had enjoyed the experience. When Maxine looked at Bradley's groin she had shock. His balls had disappeared and his cock had shrunk to a tiny stub, with only his his cock head visible. “I thought you were enjoying it, you were earlier, now look at you”, Maxine said looking at his shrunken genitals. “I was Madame, the fear of your whip and its feel made me really excited”, Bradley replied. “Yes I know , I saw it and was enjoying it, but what about now?”, Maxine said. “Sorry Madame, I was concentrating every thing on keeping running and did not think about enjoying it”, Bradley replied. “Yes and I stopped whipping you”, Maxine said. “Yes Madame, that may explain it as well”, Bradley replied blushing. “OK, I think you have had enough for this afternoon, we will carry on next week and we will have a full day of it”, Maxine said.
By Friar Battle-annals Copyright 2010
This a the start of a longer male human pony slave story it has fifteen black and white action illustrations by the artist Diablo
Full version featuring the full fight is available from www.battle-annals.co.uk
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