Elaine’s Story Part 4 – Her Pony Girl Training
After all of the physical abuse, I was left alone for the night.
No one bothered me even the next morning. I figured it was so that my cuts and bruises would heal up! If it were not for the handcuffs locking my wrists behind me I would have been fairly comfortable. My freshly shaven head felt odd though, sort of burning and itching. But I could not raise my hands to scratch it which was very aggravating.
Late in the afternoon, Dominique brought me some food and let me soak in the bath. Aside from some bruises I was not looking to bad after Auntie had worked me over so thoroughly. The luxury of the warm bath did not last too long for Celeste came for me and, after I had donned my Maids costume, my hands were cuffed together in front and locked closely to the collar. After inserting my usual penis gag and snapping on a leash, she drug me down the hall.
Auntie and Dominique were scanning some papers on the dining room table and hardly noticed my entrance into the room. Celeste forced me to my knees and shortened the leash as she hooked it to a ring embedded into the floor ensuring my postulate position before my captors. I was held bent over for the longest time and I listened to the conversation between the three tyrannical females with much interest for they were completing some mysterious plans for me which would no doubt affect my future. Auntie had received an invitation from the Mistress of a neighboring Farm to attend a gathering of local Dominants in order to show off their slaves. They were discussing what my costumes should consist of and whether or not I was prepared to run in the Pony Races!!!! The outing was not for two weeks yet so there was time to get me ready, starting tonight!!
The immediate need was to train me as a Pony Girl so out came the costume. I was made to stand and remove my clothing. My arms were folded across the soft part of my body, below my breasts and rib cage. The right wrist was fastened to the left elbow and vice versa with the left wrist. A heavy leather corset was slipped over my head, covering my arms and extending down to my hips. As the laces were tightened and re-tightened I could feel my arms disappearing into the softness of my torso. In addition to the laces, the corset had a series of straps and locking buckles that cinched me even more solidly. When the two girls were through adjusting the laces and straps one could not ascertain whether I even had any arms at all. The corset produced a shape that exaggerated my bust while reducing my waist line to an impossible degree, and at the same time hiding my arms completely.
Burying my arms into my abdomen, the grip of the corset made breathing very difficult indeed! Which was why they decided that I must wear it at all times from here on. For I was going to have to learn to breathe under the most strenuous circumstances!!!! Little was I to know what might lie ahead. Knee high boots were laced on and a restricting collar was added about my neck. While holding my chin up high, it also contained a bit gag which was similar to ones that I had seen used on horses. When locked on a steel rod ran between my teeth holding my mouth open. Reins were attached to the rings at either side of the bit and I soon learned how to respond to the tugs turning my head from side to side. ( I forgot to mention that the boots were specially made to enhance the Ponies posture. No heels, but severely arched insteps with the soles resembling a horses hoof. The wearer was kept on her toes at all times.)
I was led outdoors to commmence the first element of training as a PONY GIRL.
to be continued ……….
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