Chapter 2: A good pony needs to be broken.

The rest of the day had gone uneventful. E would get acquainted with her room and things put away. I would prepare a lovely meal for us, her favorite of course, pizza. Not the most cuisine, but I figured it would be a nice touch to getting her settled. E would retire to her room for the night and I would retire to mine. The night was a lovely quiet night, the sound of the night, creaks of the crickets going about their evening, it almost became melodic to me.

The morning came, E was allowed to sleep in with a note left on her desk, along with a pair of jeans, her boots and a selected t-shirt. Of course I did not include panties or a bra, who would not enough the sight of a beautiful set of double d’s bouncing about. The note was instructions to meet me out in the barn after E had a bowl of cereal and some juice. I headed out to eh be barn early. I had a pair of stallions, my Arabians and of course a few draft horses for those who were not well endowed in the riding professions to handle a powerful animal.

“Victory”, would meet E with a loud whinny when she finally stepped into the barn. I was in the back of the barn with a harness in my hand, cleaning the leather with an oil rag.

E looked a bit perplexed as she looked about, none of the horses had been saddled and prepared for a ride like she was used to. She turned and walked towards the back finding me fiddling with the harness in my hand. I glanced up with a smile ‘Well good morning my dear, a lovely time for a rgallop isn’t it?”

E looked confused turning to glance back to the horses and then looked back to me puzzled.

“Master, do you want me to saddle the horses. You usually have it done by now. “

I shook my head back and forth as I sat the harness down on the wooden bench with the rest of assortment of things, a head harness and a bit. My eyes turned to glance back to E, taking a clean cloth and would wipe my hands with it as I spoke “We won’t be needing them today, I had already taken them out for their morning exercise before you woke up my dear. I had let you sleep in, I know you needed the rest.”

E stood there unsure what to say turning to glance to the horses then back towards me “But Master did you not say we were going to go for a ride. “

I nodded my head coyly towards E lifting my right heavy riding boot up and pressed it down on the stool smiling towards her chuckling to myself, the exact reaction I was suspecting to get from her. I finally tilted my head down for a moment nodding my head back and forth and finally lifted my head up and spoke “Yes, we are certainly going for a ride my dear, but you are going to be the horse. “

E gasped shaking her head back forth “Master? Umm Master, have you lost your mind?” she said still trying to figure this all out. E had seem some stories of pony girls but didn’t have much exposure to such activities, well least till now.

“Master, “she shuddered, “I am not a pony”

“Yes my dear, you are going to be a pony girl! This is apart of her training…”

“But Master……”

I would cut her off shushing her and pointed my finger at her and spoke up with a heavy tone of my voice, that masterly tone of my voice.

“Strip off your cloths E and place them on the table. ” It would take E a few moments before she would swallow back a nervous shriek “Yes Master”, she responded back. She started with her top, lifting it up high above her head, there was certainly a sight to see “rise and shine, well there was certainly some rising that was for sure.” E then bent down to work free her boots before finally and nervously she would unclasp her jeans and slip them down her creamy white thighs pulling them free, folding them to settle to the rest of her clothing.

I snapped my fingers swiftly and motioned in front of me “Present yourself, E”. E would respond quickly the previous training she had would suddenly kick in as she made her way before me, head up and chest out, her legs spreading to expose her lovely, shaved pussy. Her hands lifted up nervously to slide behind her neck as she had been instructed previously. There was an obvious nervousness about her.

I went to work quickly, lifting the harness fitting it about her chests, over her shoulders buckling it into place. It tightened about her chest making her breasts stick out. It was a bit of a chilled spring morning, the winds wisping about certainly making her nipples stand at attention. I would slide the straps about her inner thighs before they were all buckled together. E stood there nervously, but was obviously responding to the bondage, whether her mind wanted to or not.

The next bit was the harness which would gently fit over her head, the padded bit slipping into her mouth as the harness was buckled in place behind the back of her neck. At the top of the harness was a beautiful crimson mane which matched E’s hair. A pair of black pony boots, hooves and all were slipped to each leg, laced up just under each of her knees.

I snapped my fingers and pointed to the table “now bend over the table E”, I said with a soft tone of my voice.

E would respond as she normally does “Yes, Master”, which was followed by a quick snap of my hand to her ass cheeks.

“Ponies do not talk, they stomp their hooves to respond, once for no and twice for yes. You do not speak”

“Master? What are you..”

CRRRAAAAAACK

I reached for the riding crop bringing it down firmly on her left inner thigh leaving quite a bit of a mark there. E jumped nearly out of her skin and shuddered. She would nod her head lifting up the heavy boot, striking it down twice and blushed.

“There is one more thing”, I stated reaching to lift up the leather armbinder. I had it custom fitted just for E. I walked behind taking her arms to slide each into the armbinder and then lifted it up attaching it to the Harness. I stepped back looking her, quite pleased with what I would see.

I reached for the reigns attaching them to the harness, leading her over towards the cart to attach her to it, locking her harness to the cart.