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A Kinky Pony Girl (Devilla and I)

kinkyponygirl

Supernova
Joined
Feb 17, 2012
Location
Texas
“On a cold winter morning. In the time before the light. In flames of death's eternal reign. We ride towards the fight. When the darkness has fallen down. And the times are tough alright. The sound of evil laughter falls. Around the world tonight. Fighting hard, fighting on for the steel. Through the wastelands evermore. The scattered souls will feel the hell. Bodies wasted on the shores. On the blackest plains in Hell's domain. We watch them as they go. Through the fire and pain and once again we know. So now we fly ever free. We're free before the thunderstorm. On towards the wilderness. Our quest carries on. Far beyond the sundown, far beyond the moonlight. Deep inside our hearts and all our souls! So far away we wait for the day, for the lives all so wasted and gone. We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days. Through the fire and the flames we carry on!” A voice sang. That was the sound coming into Sophia’s ear as she ran her usual to miles. When it came to the running while it was done with being healthy in mind, the running was also for fetishistic reasons. After all she was a pony girl and that required her to be fit at least in her own mind that is. As she ran she recalled the first encounter she had with her love for pony play. Her brown hair waving behind her as she ran.

Flashback.
“Now listen Sophia... Whatever you do, please do not go into the room labeled do not enter.” Her mother said. Another woman came up, “We are being serious Sophia Grace.” The other states. Sophia sighs, “I said I wouldn’t go in there now you two go on your date.” She points out. The two kiss Sophia and they walk out the door and Sophie ran to the window. Once they were out of sight she grabs the key to the door and opens it. She places the key back on the hook and well her world was changed. She walks around looking at the masks, the toys and she came to a complete stop at a closed closet. She opened it to see all sorts of outfits. She was in awe and she just grabbed what fascinated her, by the end of it all. She had a harness, bridle, butt plug, vibrator and a clip on tail.

Present day.
“Shit Sophia that was when you were seventeen that was nine years ago.” The twenty six year old states to herself. She took a right and then one block down she took a let into the parking lot of New York University dorms. She walks up the stairs and into her room and she looks at her friend, “Hey Lucy?” She asks. Lucy looks up from her laptop and smiles, “Hey Sophia... How was the two miles?” She retorts. Sophia presses her index and middle finger on her wrist and starts to count, a few seconds later she lets go, “It was all right... Thing I am sick or something I felt sluggish.” She states. Lucy looks at her, “That is never good... So you have any plans?” She asks. Sophia sighs, “Not really just shower... Maybe go do laundry or might catch Civil War it comes out today and have heard nothing great things about it.” She retorts. Lucy thinks for a minute or two, “I got a better idea you know how I know your secret... And you know that I share your likes.” She points out. Sophia raises an eyebrow, “To the point Lucy.” She says. “Well I frequent a Dungeon and they are having a benefit for ALS research and I could use a plus one.” She states. Sophia was at a loss for words, “Sure but first off I am going to shower... I need a favor grab my outfit?” She says as she heads into the shower. She crosses her arms and grabs her red sports bra, she pulls it off and tosses it in the bin. She then slid her hands down grabbing the band of her running shorts and panties. She slides then off and they went into the bin as well. She just jumps into the shower and turns the water on and lets it cascade down her body.

Lucy went ti Sophia’s closet and then grabs the cat suit and places it on Sophia’s bed, she returned to the closet for the socks and gloves which she placed next to the suit. She returns to the closet and grabs the anal beads and the vibrator along with the bridle and harness. She places the items neatly and went for the hoof boots and mitts. Sophia sent a few minutes cleaning herself and she figures that the water would make good lubricant. After getting her shower done she steps out and walks out to her bed, “Thanks Lucy now you go get ready.” She says. Lucy smiles, “You need help?” She asks. “No thanks I have had years learning to get this on by myself.” She replies. Lucy smiles and starts getting ready.

She smirks and grabs the toys and then thinks. She sucks on both toys getting them nice and wet, she gulps knowing that this was the first time that she was pushing both toys in at the same time. She got them in position and with one upward push she moans as the toys went into their proper holes. She kept on pushing and she moans as the toys went deeper. She wiggles her round ass a bit and then grabs the left glove and slides it easily onto her hand and she moves her hand, and fingers making sure that it was on right and had no creases. She repeated the same steps and movements on her right arm. To her this felt right. She grabs the latex outfit and unzips the front and smiles as she sits and slips the right leg then her right. She was meticulous in her work making sure that no creases in her outfit. She works her way upward and she stood up when she got to her waist. She sticks her hands into her outfit and then smirks as she zips herself up and hides the zipper in a flap. The outfit had this seamless look to it as she went back to sitting to get her socks on. She loosens the lace of her boots and she slips both on. She then pulls on the lace as tight as she could as she ties her left boot. She went on to her left and rinsed and repeats. She got up and took a few steps loving the sound of the click of her hooves.


She slips on the harness over her shoulder and then buckles the sides and smirks as she then slips the straps over her shoulders and then buckles the straps. She slips the last one between her legs and buckles behind her. She then grabs the d ring and drapes it over her neck and then slips a snap on buckle around the ring. She grabs the open face latex hood with a single hole for her hair. She grabs as much of her hair as she could and then slips the mask on sliding it down her face, she shivers as the cool material slides down her face. She looks at the bridle with the blinders and pony ears. She smirks as she places it on her head and she quickly buckles the strap under her chin. She then went on buckling the strap on the ring that held her bit in place, the strap when a little above her jaw, she smiles as she got the one that went over the top of her head. She finally got the strapped that went around the top of her skull. She walks back to her closet and grabs her tail and clips it onto her back. She grabs her phone and heads outside. She slides her phone, the two vibrators remotes into her harness.

Lucy walks over and adds reigns to the side of the bridle and she smiles, “What do you think my dear pony? “ She asks as she helps Sophia get her mitts on. She adds blue eyeliner to her friends sapphire and emerald eye. Lucy was wearing a red latex cat suit with a black corset with matching heels and gloves. Sophia closes her eyes and drifts into her own mind and letting the pony persona take control. She places her hands at a ninety degree angle and when she felt the tuck of the reigns she cab started walking. She was lead to the elevator, lead out into a cab.

The cab ride was only a few minutes and then the car came to a stop. Lucy walks out with Sophia. Lucy paid and Sophia looks at the sign that read “That Deep, Dark Dungeon.” She read out loud. The two of them walk to the two walk up to the front, “Name please.” The bouncer says. “Antonio you know me and this is my plus one. “ She says. Antonio looks at the list and lets her inside and Sophia had no choice, but to comply. “The auction for a weekend with one of the many Mistress’ of the house will happen all pony girls are able to join.” An announcer states. Lucy looks at Sophia, “Want to give it a try?” She asks. Sophia shrugs as she was lead backstage, “Name, breed of horse.” The person asks. “Name of horse is Bixy and her bread Arabian and wild.” She says. The handler takes the reigns and Sophia now totally immersed in her horse persona that she just obeyed.

She expected to be somewhere in the middle of the heard, but she had not been counting on being the first. “Here we have a fine Arabian horse by the name of Bixy.” The announcer says. Bixy took the stand and then straightens her right foot and kept her left leg bent giving the look of a bow. She stood straight and looks around, Sophia moans as the toys in her were doing their work, “Oh fuck! Toys are making me horny!” She thought. “She stands at six feet tall and she is in excellent form.” He states as he touches her shoulder. Well since she was going on instinct she was scared and she brought her right foot and kicked the man. The crowd gasps and the man gasps, Bixy’s foot went down and scared was not the least of her worries right now. She just assaulted a man. The guy coughs, “I forgot to mention she is untamed... Bids start at a hundred dollars.” He states
 
I had heard about the benefit at The Deep, Dark Dungeon and decided that I should go, after all it IS for a good cause. And, the thought of having a pony around for a weekend was sounding quite delicious.

Of course, Mistress Hadara had no intentions of buying a pony for just the weekend. She had every intention of keeping the girl or guy even for far more than that. Mistress Hadara was no stranger to abduction, to buying people and enslaving them for her own needs. And, she had had to get rid of them too in various ways, sometimes ugly sometimes not. Now, there were no slaves except for her staff.

Mistress Hadara lived way out in the country on a private estate, which had a mansion on it. The mansion was known as the Theall Landis House. Mr. Landis made his fortunes in many of the gold rushes in the 19th century, including the one in Alaska. He was known as one of the luckiest men alive during his day and everything he had his hands on or in made money. With his riches he built a five hundred room mansion, complete with lower levels and catacombs (which would later become a dungeon) on a sprawling one-hundred and fifty thousand acre estate, fully walled in on every end for miles.

Hadara, one of Mr. Landis’ only remaining relatives would inherit the estate by the late 1990’s when she was only eighteen and after her parents both died unexpectedly.

Hadara, was a beautiful young lady who was tall and thin, with long blonde straight hair. From childhood, she seemed to always think dark thoughts, wore black most if not all the time, and as she grew into a young woman was not into any sexual encounter that was just ‘plain vanilla.’ In her twenties, she learned about the dark arts, exposed herself to bondage and the wonders of BDSM and knew that this was home for her. That is when she began inviting various strangers, men and women alike, into her mansion. Once inside, their lives were vastly altered and they never returned to their previous lives ever again.

Now in 2016, Hadara had only her two hench-ladies, two very tall Amazonian women - one redhead and the other brunette who did many things for her including any dirty work that need doing. Their names were Agnes and Gertrude. On the polar opposite was the short, beautiful, petite brunette with the very large bosom name Charlotte LaVeque. Charlotte was Hadara’s maid. Originally from Paris, France, Charlotte could speak English, but with a strong French accent.
 

Agnes drove Mistress Hadara down to the event, Gertrude was in the front passenger seat of the gorgeous black Rolls-Royce. Both women escorted Hadara in, creating a small entourage. Charlotte was left at home doing her typical duties, including making sure that a dinner would be served later in the evening.

Once inside this place, this special BDSM club, a place where Hadara had been before, she went inside and took a seat, dressed in her latex attire from head to toe. Her hench-ladies remained in the back standing.

Things begin with much fanfare and excitement as the announcer says things about the ponies, about the cause for which the mistress’ and madams, and masters were there for, and about the club sponsoring the event. So there was Hadara, her eye on the stage and the first pony, Bixy was brought on.


“My, my she sure is excited. Look at the way she’s kicking back. Looks like quite the natural fighter and untrained, hmm. Oh I have a good feeling about this one and I must have it.”

And so, the bidding began….

Hadara put up her paddle first as dollar amounts were rambled off….


“Do I hear two hundred!”

Another mistress puts up her paddle…

“Do I hear three hundred, four hundred, five hundred!”

Hadara raises her paddle again….

“Do I hear six hundred!”

Another mistress puts up her paddle…

“Do I hear seven hundred, eight hundred, nine hundred!”

A master raises his paddle…

“Do I hear a thousand dollars!!”

Hadara raises her paddle very firmly….

And so it goes...the price goes from two to three to four thousand dollars….then Hadara, after waiting to see all those interested waits….on five thousand she raises her paddle….

The bidding continues up until ten thousand….

Hadara raises her paddle…

“Do I hear eleven thousand, twelve thousand, thirteen thousand!!”

Silence, no paddles go up…

“Last offer! Going once, going twice, going three times!!”

A pause…

“Sold to the mistress with the long platinum blonde hair!!”

Everyone applauds.

“Ma’am pay over here and pick up your pony.”
 
Since she was so deep in her persona that she stayed on the pedestal that she was placed upon. She looks at the crowd and noticed that they were having a bidding war for her. Some of the guests were glaring at her and instead of being her submissive self, she was going to be the defiant, untamed and wild pony that she knew she was. As she scanned the crowd, she wonders if the people bidding for her would be able handle her. “Well I am already going to jail so I might as well scoop out. Before she had a chance to do anything the bidding came to a stop at ten thousand dollars. She fought pulling herself back as she was dragged forward. Lucy ran over and takes the reigns and this caused Bixy to relax, “There you are you almost killed the guy Bixy.” She points out. Bixy slouches a bit giving an “Are you serious expression.” Lucy takes the bit out of her mouth and offers her a sip of water. Bixy tilts her head back and Lucy tips the bottle of water back allowing her friend to have a drink, “You went for ten thousand and to a good Mistress from what I just heard from people.” She points out.

Hearing the word Mistress just took her to another place, the truth of the matter she did her research and well she found some, but they weren’t to her liking. “Long platinum blonde hair!” She thought as she scanned the floor. When Bixy found her, she got an idea and ran with it, the woman was exuding confidence, a presence and aura of a woman that would not be denied her prize. She walks forward and Lucy pulls back on the reigns, “Come on Bixy be a good girl.” She states. Bixy exudes more power and pulls her friend over to towards the table, “To hell with procedure.” She thought. Bixy with Lucy close behind stop in front of the table and Bixy turns and grabs the reigns. She bent her left leg and kept her right straight, with her hands out offering the reigns. Lucy takes a deep breathe, “Mistress Hadara I’m Lucy and clearly you meet Bixy I am so sorry for how she is behaving... She has a mind of her own.” She states. She stops for a second and calms down, “Well somethings you need to know... She runs two miles, every day. Student for a double major for computer science and software engineering. Oh and she can fight in her gear, point proven by the effortless kick to the stomach on the announcer.” She stops and sighs, “I am going to shut up now.” She says as she sits at a nearby table. Bixy was hell-bent on making a good first impression. She lifts her gaze and meets the eyes of her would be owner for the weekend. Bixy with her sapphire blue right eye and her emerald green eye studied Hadara. She saw no flaws only perfection Lucy had no problem admitting that she was terrified of the tall women, but that just made her muster the courage to say what she needed to say. She stood up and looks at Hadara, “Just take it easy on her please I know she is untamed and all of that, but she is someone that with time will be loyal and a confidant,” She sighs and bows, “I know it doesn’t mean much from such a lowly Mistress, but please do consider it.” She states.

Bixy could be in her pose all day for all it mattered to her, it was just a matter of Hadara accepting the reigns. She hears Lucy speak and hearing her say that made a smile creep on her face. Lucy had been there from the start, the first friend in college, the first person to know her secret and no the first to helping her find something that she wanted. No wanted was not the proper word, it was something she craved for.
 
“Don’t worry Lucy, I will take good care of Bixy.”

Hadara leaves on her own as Agnes pays the ten thousand dollars in cash. Then both Gertrude and Agnes handle Bixy. Overpowering the latex and leather encased pony, they immediatle pull out some leather straps...pulling Bixy’s legs from her feet behind her leg Agnes straps her legs tightly...then they do the same with her arms, bringing them behind Bixy’s backside and strapping her arms and chest all together as one...they feel the struggling by Bixy and know that they can’t give her a tranquilizing shot, now - not in front of all these people; that will wait until the car if it is needed...then Agnes straps Bixy’s arms to her legs and she goes over the two Amazonian women’s shoulders as if she were just a side of frozen beef...the two hench ladies march her out to the Rolls Royce.

Mistress Hadar waits for them and Agnes and Gertrude open the rear door and place the now strapped up Bixy in a convenient holder between the two front seats, wedged in and now pretty much immoble. The two hench ladies tightened Bixy’s bit around her mouth, but could not stop the pony from moving its neck about…

Then Hadara came into the rear seat of the Rolls, and sat opposite of Bixy…then took out a cigarette, lit it and took her fisrt drag….

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...then smiled an evil smile...
 
Bixy looks at the two taller women and she started throwing punches and but they were evaded. She was grabbed and swept off her hooves. Her legs were strapped tightly followed by her hoofed hands. She hand never been in such bondage before as she was tossed up on the shoulders of the Amazonians she wasn’t sure whether to be afraid of the woman or being afraid of Hadara when she orgasmed all over the car which look rather expensive. She struggles as she was placed on the holder. She groans and struggles and moans through her gag. Both the vibrator and the vibrating anal beads were doing their work and she moans through the gag. She was able to spit out. She gazed at the evil smiling Mistress and she moans louder this time. “Yeah seeing as I... Fuck I’m so close... Focus Bixy! Seeing as I am in a five hundred thousand dollar car... Oh shit! Make it quick! I would like to draw your attention to the two remotes that are in my harness... I have a vibrator and vibrating anal beds assaulting me as we speak and I would hate to ruin such a sweet ride with my juices.” She tells her.


Her orgasm hit its crescendo and she was shaking violently as she was a squirter, but the bondage just stopped her cold. “Oh fuck! I’m orgasming!” She cries out. She left the orgasm wash over her and she looks at Hadara with pleading eyes, “I know I am overstepping my bounds as I am a pony, but I couldn’t help it.” She sad defeated. The buzzing from the toys could be heard and she moans softly. She closes her eyes and took a deep breath as best as she could as she slowly slipped back to being a horse.
 
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