Geore was a horse trainer. A horse trainer at one of the largest ranches in the entire state of Kansas. But he didn't do much work with normal horses. You see, on the farm there is this one gated off section that is rather difficult to get to. And this is where the ranch keeps it's pony girls. The ranch maintains a group of nineteen pony girls that they use for a wide variety of things. Personal transport for VIP'S, competitions, renting them as a means of transportation in the fetish scene, and in recent years they'd even become popular attractions at parties. Even most of staff didn't know that the pony girl section was the farms most cost effective, and pound for pound most profitable branch.
The pony-girl section was branched off into several parts. There were four different sheds, with five stall in each. There is a much larger fifth shed, that deals exclusively with carrying supplies. The food, the equipment, and all the rest go in there. Next door is a small building containing the cleaning area, and the pony girl showers. Then there is the main barn, right next to the tracks, where most of the work is done. Each of the sheds, had a different stable hand/trainer for the five girls. The profits from keeping them more then outweighed the cost of having extra people working in this section.
Normal, Geore would start the day with some coffee. After that he headed to the barn, to wake up the ponies. As the most junior trainer, he only had four ponies. He went from stall to stall waking them up. The ponies slept without most of their equipment, they had the arm binders that they wore behind their back most of time, and their chasity belts. The arm binders, is just a single sleeve with two openings, that the pony-girls put their hands through. Then they could be tightened, trapping their arms inside.
The chasity belts were the usual fair, one metal strap around their waist, another strap that goes underneath trapping their pussies, with a hole over their anus for the sake of putting their tale plugs in, and other business. Over the pussy is a double layered steel entrapment, with holes on the bottom so liquids would go through. It has a simple key-lock mechanism to open and close . In their mouth, they are constantly kept from making human noises by a set of comfortable softwood Bitgags. He went from stall to stall waking them up. One by one, he removed the sleep gags from their mouths, and replaced them with a full bridle. The bridels start in a large colored bitgag, and have 3 staps that work their way around the head, and over the head before meeting in the back. On the two ends of the bitgag, are two d-rings that can be attached to reins.
Today, there was supposed to be a visit from the assistant of some hotshot who's job it was to host official parties. Apparently he'd heard somewhere that the mayor's son had shown an interest in the topic, and his father wanted only the best for his little boy. Renting human animals was expensive, but with deep coffers the rich could afford it no problem. Still, George had to wonder what the person they would be sending down would be like.
He was twenty five years old, muscular, and kept his shaggy black hair mostly short against his head. Luckily one of the joys of working on a ranch was the ability to dress and style himself how he wanted, so he had opted for the ever classic combo of a short beard and a farmer's set of outdoor wear. He wore it well, and had gotten asked out by some of the women who worked at the ranch. But, his favorite reason was because of the way one of his ponies looked at him when he wore that outfit. One of his greatest joys was watching one of the girls get flustered and hot.
Once he had all the pony-girls by their reins and out of their stalls, he led them one by one to the main barn, to have a little work out, before the inspector gets there. He took one of his pony-girls, a blond one named honey, and got her ready to be fitted. Like all of the ponygirls, honey had a color theme, and hers was yellow, like her hair. The straps and reins of her headgear are all a shade of yellow that matches her hair. Like wise is her chastity belt, and armbinder. I grab her yellow corset and strap it around her waist, before pulling tightly. I grab a butt plug designed to look like a horses tail, it has a long yellow mane in the same color as honey's hair. It fits into her tight rectum smoothly, before he locks it in place using the chasity belt. Next he grabs a pair of yellow horse hooved boots that rise to her knees. They are forced in a weird position, so that the heel is forced in the air with the nothing to balance on, these boots force the wearer to stand on their toes. He forces them on to honey's feet, and buckle them up.
Then he grabs an upper torso harness, it has yellow straps that run up and down her back and front. They are particularly restricting on the breasts. Forcing them out. He uses clips to attach the harness, to the chastity belt. Nearly done, he takes a pair of heavy nipple rings and puts them through her piercings, they hang on her nipples, maintained by the extra support of the harness. He attaches a chain between the two, connecting them together. Finally, he takes out the last item, a pair of yellow blinders. They restrict her vision to so that she can only see directly in front of her. And with reins controlling her head, what she sees is entirely directed by whoever is holding her reins.
The entire time, Honey stands there in an almost trance like state, lightly buckling her hips. Right as Franklin is about to lead her off to attach her to a chariot for a ride, the barn door opens. |