by Sara Fields
This was so much more intense than her own hand. It was so much better.
“Don’t you dare come until I say, pet. You won’t like the consequences if you do,” he growled in her ear.
She wanted to please him but she knew she was ready to fly apart at any second. He squeezed her nipple hard in warning, giving her something to focus on so that she might hold back her release just a few moments longer. She gave into the pain as the passion inside her surged to new heights. Keening, she pleaded with him for mercy.
Firmly, he stared at her, daring her to defy him.
She didn’t want to. She wanted to please him.
“Oh, please. Please, Master Noah,” she begged.
His vibrating cock made speaking difficult and when she could manage no more, she screamed under him, her pussy clenching over empty air as her fingers dug into the mattress beneath her. Out of sheer desperation, she held back her release, panting with exertion.
His hips rocked backward and his cock nudged at her entrance once again. His hands trailed down her sides and took ahold of the lower part of her waist before his cock surged forward, encased by her tight entrance. He slammed into her in one fluid motion, his eyes holding hers, unforgiving and relentless, yet there was a twinge of kindness that settled her.
Her head flew back at the sudden surge of pain as he took her virginity in a single swoop. The sting paled in comparison to the passion rocking her system though and before long, she was squirming beneath him. Slowly, he began to move inside her, gentle long strokes in and out of her that left her aching for release.
He caressed her channel and she loved it. She reached for him and his body pressed down on hers, owning her as he claimed her utterly and completely.
When his cock began vibrating inside her, she jolted at the sudden onslaught of pleasure. He was no longer gentle, and took her long and hard then as her world came closer to shattering apart in a billion little pieces of ecstasy.
“Come, pet. You have your master’s permission,” he whispered.
Everything flew apart with a flash of white-hot heat. Screams of passionate lust ripped free from her throat as he rode her, taking her for the first time just like in the books she’d read. His cock vibrated within her, dragging out her orgasm until a second, more powerful one rocked her body. Her arms circled around his waist, holding on to him as he fucked her hard. The tail in her bottom hole felt heavy and she relished the feeling of fullness, filled with both a plug and Noah’s cock at the same time.
His cock slammed into her channel repeatedly, as he pulled every ounce of pleasure out of her that she had to give. She felt his own body tremble with euphoria as he groaned into her ear. His organ vibrated even harder deep inside her, before his hot seed splashed across her insides, eliciting a third orgasm that left her reeling.
When her release finally faded and her entire body tingled with residual pleasure, she breathed hard, trying to calm her heart. Looking up at Noah, she saw a glimmer of a smile at the corner of his lips and she couldn’t help but grin bashfully a little in return.
She’d pleased him.
She was so happy. Never in her life would she have guessed that she would love being taken in such a dominating manner. There was no denying it; that much was clear.
Suddenly very tired, she moaned when he pulled his cock out of her abused pussy. Her entire body felt sore and used, but in the best way possible. The muscles in her channel clenched, unused to the empty feeling all of a sudden.
Noah took her weakened body into his arms and cuddled her close, petting her hair as though she was a tamed house cat. If she could have purred, she would have.
“That’s a good pet. Good girl,” he whispered and she practically glowed with pleasure at his praise.
She heard the creak of leather as Zack pushed off the couch and joined them on the bed, petting her along with Noah. The two of them comforted her and she enjoyed every second of it. Zack took her hand into his and squeezed it firmly. She smiled, even though she had hidden her face in Noah’s chest.
“Would you like to sleep with us tonight, pet? Or would you like to sleep in your cage,” Zack asked, the gentleness in his tone surprising.
“With you,” she whispered, her own voice hardly audible.
For the rest of the evening, the two men doted on her every need. Zack even convinced Noah to allow her to have a piece of salted caramel cheesecake as her dinner, rather than as a dessert. They didn’t allow her to eat it herself, but instead fed her slowly, bite by bite, until the treat was all gone. She felt pampered and spoiled, and thanked them profusely.
Later that night, they put her to bed, snuggled in between their two male forms. She felt their heat blanketing her in their security and protection, and she fell soundly asleep, feeling safe for the first time since being sold to them as their pet.
Chapter Six
The next morning, the men woke her with soft, gentle kisses to each one of her nipples. She arched into them and moaned quietly, as her eyes fluttered open to see their tanned, bearded faces. Smiling just a little, she stretched the sleepiness from her limbs and consequently as she did so, pressed her breasts further into their mouths.
Noah’s teeth grazed her hard bud and she squeaked with alarm.
Arching back into the bed, she pouted a little at his dominating manner. Zack just chuckled beside him. Her body seemed to automatically pull toward them, begging for more.
“Traitor,” she thought silently to herself.
“I’ve got something new on the agenda today for you, pet,” Zack began and she narrowed her eyes at the tone in his voice. What could he mean? She tried to read his expression, but he was as enigmatic as ever. Biting her lip, she waited for him to continue.
“Today, you’re going to be a pony. I think you’ll like it very much in fact, so we will take you in the barn and outfit you in the correct garb,” he continued nonchalantly.
Her brow furrowed at his declaration. He couldn’t be serious, right?
“You have to be kidding me,” she replied.
Disbelief washed over her. She’d seen the pony girls. She’d witnessed their long tails, their mouths complete with a bridle, the reins circling their necks, and the belt around their waists. It made her heart hammer and her stomach churn with sudden anxiousness. There was a strange yearning inside her to join them, but the thought terrified her. It was surely shameful to walk around naked and proud just as those women did, but she had a hard time convincing herself of such a thing. She could never be like them. It just wasn’t possible. These men had to be certifiably insane.
“You will and you will do it with pride as our pet. Do we need to remind you who owns you?” Noah scolded her and her insides practically shivered. His hot breath rolled over her skin and a tremor raced down her spine.
Her bottom clenched and she had little doubt that if she fought them this time, she’d end up over Noah’s knees, getting her bottom spanked long and hard until she promised to obey his every word.
“It would please us very much, if you would give it your all,” Zack said with much more understanding than his brother. He then reached forward to touch her, running his thumb along the curve of her cheekbone and she trembled under his confident power.
“I don’t know if I can do it,” she whispered, hanging her head as insecurity washed over her.
“Just follow our lead, sweetheart and we’ll keep you safe. Trust in us and we’ll teach you all about the freedom you can have under our command,” Zack replied.
Noah reached out with a soft smile and scratched the top of her head. That moment of softness from the man she had come to expect zero leniency from completely undid her. Deep down, she wanted to please them, but hadn’t quite come to terms with it yet.
“Come now, Bella,” Noah urged while taking her hand in his. Zack climbed out of bed as Noah helped her up. The two of them brought her into the nearby restroom, where they helped her to take ca
re of her morning needs. Zack held her hands behind her back as Noah brushed her teeth and then her hair. Then, she held her tongue as they guided her into the pet-specific toilet room and refused to meet their all-knowing gazes as she relieved herself.
When she finished, the two of them led her out of the house and into the barn. They didn’t say a word, silently leaving her to contend with the nervous churning of her stomach. It felt as though butterflies were dancing and flying around her insides. Hugging herself, she tried to encourage herself to be brave and positive, but negative thoughts plagued her. Could she really be a pony pet? Would she like it? Would she hate it?
Remembering herself, she took a deep breath and put on her public face. The one that always smiled and hid her inner emotions from everyone else that she’d learned from being a part of her politically inclined family. She would be strong and make it through this.
When they reached the massive barn structure, Noah took her and leashed her to a pole as she’d seen one of the other girls lashed to the day before. First one wrist and then the other, leaving her vulnerable to his weather-worn, rough hands. He ran them along her skin and oddly enough, it seemed to calm her. He patted her bottom then, reminding her to behave.
He reached to the side and picked up a long black hose. Kneeling, he turned the crank and water sprayed out the end of it. Curling his fingers around the rubber, he directed the liquid at her and she yelped in surprise. Warm water cascaded over her, soft and soothing as she arched against it. He was gentle as he wet her entire body, before carefully soaping her up with deliciously scented lemon soap. Next, he rinsed her off and her nipples hardened at his tender care. He ran his thumb over each firm bud and she shivered.
He then soaked her hair and lathered it up with shampoo and was careful to miss her eyes as he doused her head with water. After he finished, he didn’t say a word as he toweled off the droplets of water from all over her body. Every nerve in her body thumped with pleasure as she felt herself begin to emerge from her dark cave of insecurity.
She watched as he squeezed oil into the seat of his palm. Rubbing his hands together, he began to massage her upper shoulders first, moving down her back and then to her buttocks. He oiled every inch of her, including the backs of her thighs and the fold of her pussy and she found it exceedingly difficult to stop herself from reacting with blatant lust.
When his strong, sure hands claimed the space between her legs, she moaned loudly, sounding lewd and wanton to her own ears. Throwing her head back, she leaned into him, aware of the fact that her arousal was pouring onto his fingers, slippery and wet even before he rubbed the slick oil between her thighs.
“Good girl. That’s a good pony,” he muttered softly and she nearly beamed with intense pleasure and happiness at his words.
He rinsed the oil off his hands and brushed her hair once again, untangling any knots with ease. She basked under his touch, enjoying the luxurious feelings coursing through her limbs. He reached and grabbed a few leather tassels off a nearby shelf and quickly braided them into her hair. Tiny little bells hung at the end of each one, long enough to brush against her nipples and her upper back. Finished with her hair, he took one of the leather pony outfits from a rung next to other various horse tack and maneuvered her limbs into it. Interwoven lacing wound up her legs, various straps crossing over her hips and thighs, leaving her pussy and buttocks completely uncovered and vulnerable to his every touch. The tack looped under her breasts, lifting them up high and making her keenly aware of just how hard her nipples were. He bent down behind her and removed the plug from her bottom. He pulled her hips back toward him and spread her cheeks, spreading more oil across the tight rim of her bottom hole.
She yelped when she felt a larger object press against her anus. A sharp smack to her backside reminded her that she wasn’t in control and slowly, but surely, the much bigger plug slipped into her bottom. It was heavier and wider, stretching her as she had never been stretched before. It hurt, yet it felt good. It was shameful, but pleasurable at the same time. Utterly torn, she gave into his demands and before she knew it, the plug popped into place deep inside her.
It felt so heavy, a constant reminder that her new masters owned every inch of her and her pussy throbbed, her clit a needy bud that ached for their touch. Deeply ashamed, she tried to look away and chewed at her lip instead. Her hips swayed and her stomach dropped at the realization as long coarse hair brushed against her calves. She now had a horse tail.
After a long moment, her body seemed to accept it. She heard other ponies in their stalls and it felt a little more normal. With a shiver, she allowed herself to come to terms with such a thing. All the while, Noah gently tended to her and brushed out her tail.
Noah wasted no time at all and had guided her feet into a pair of boots before she knew it. It forced her feet forward, lifting her heels clear off the floor. Looking down at her toes, she realized it was shaped like a typical pair of high heels, except there was no spike at the back of the boot. He laced up the black leather cords, securing the thigh-high boots in place. She moved slightly and heard a soft click against the floor. With a deep swallow, she bent her legs slightly and stepped her foot down a bit harder, hearing the telltale metallic click once again. The boots had horseshoes on the bottom. She now had her own pair of actual hooves.
Just as she was about to protest, he maneuvered a bridle into her mouth, cutting off her ability to talk. He gave her a knowing look and shook his head.
“Ponies don’t speak, pet,” he said firmly and she gnashed her teeth against the leather-clad steel bar in stubborn defiance, but he didn’t reprimand her.
Instead, he affixed steel clamps to her nipples, quickly and so surely that she didn’t have a moment to flinch away. Pain rocked her body and she moaned as her abused buds throbbed from the sting. It took a long moment, but she was eventually able to breathe through the unbelievable ache, her chest shaking in the meantime.
A soft musical jingle met her ears. Attached to the nipple clamps were a couple of long chains that brushed against her ribcage. A small bundle of little bells hung at the end of them. The jingle sounded every time she moved and she gasped at the sound.
He stood back as he appraised her and she felt utterly foreign and vulnerable. Her buttocks clenched around the heavy horse tail plug.
“Spread your legs, pet,” he urged and she struggled in the boots, slowly acclimating herself to the change in balance. Swaying a little, she finally achieved what he wanted. He turned and grabbed one last piece of gear.
Kneeling, he pressed a long wide phallic-shaped object against her pussy and she couldn’t help but moan as it slipped inside her with ease, coated by her obvious, very wet arousal. Once it was completely inserted, he threaded leather between her legs and buckled a belt around her hips to keep it in place. The rawhide covered her mound and she sighed as her clit throbbed and brushed against the textured piece, exciting her even more so than before.
“I know your hooves will take some time getting used to, but I want you to try walking in them while you are lashed tight to the poles. You need to pick up your legs, bend your knees only slightly, yet bring them up as high as you can. Arch your back, show me those pretty breasts, and be the best pony you can be, pet,” he said as he brushed a thumb across her cheek. He picked up one last thing off the shelf and her eyes brushed to the side to see what it was. It looked like a string of cherry blossoms, beautiful and pink and smelling of fresh flowers.
He clipped it into her hair, letting it dangle in her long wavy locks.
“There, now you’ve transformed, my pony girl,” he whispered and she couldn’t help but moan into the bridle between her lips.
“Try to walk now. Remember what I told you,” he directed. Staring down at her feet, she tried to lift her legs, feeling the heaviness of the tail stuffed inside her bottom hole and the phallus secured within her pussy. The boots seemed weighted and it warmed her muscles with the slight exertion.
She lifted one leg and then the other, struggling with her balance a little.
A quirt slapped against the side of her thigh, catching the exposed skin and she yelped.
“Higher,” he commanded and she struggled to obey him. The more she maneuvered in the hooves, the more comfortable she became.
Over and over she lifted her feet, higher and higher under Noah’s unscrupulous scrutiny, her pale flesh quickly reddening under the relentless assault of the stingy quirt. She heard her own horseshoes clip against the hard ground, over and over, ringing in her ears. Panting, she did her best to please him, moving her legs as much as she could as she marched in place.
The textured leather brushed against her clit, causing her to moan and tremble as desire took over her senses. The dildo within her pussy moved with each step, the friction an everlasting tease that was enough to drive her insane. With her bottom full, she was never more aware of the secret places within her legs as she was now. She felt wild and untamed, wanton, and beautiful at the same time. Gently, he caressed her with the quirt, dragging the tip across her tortured clamped nipples and up to her throat.
“Breasts up and out. Arch that pretty back and present them to me,” he whispered as he circled her, cracking a whip by her feet.
She curved her back, feeling as though her breasts jutted out impossibly high. She heard the soft tinkles of the bells and tossed her head, adding to the sounds that echoed in the barn. Just then, she heard soft clinks of metal clicking against the ground and she turned to see Zack had returned, although on top of a beautiful chestnut mare. Behind him was a pack of pony girls, guided by long leather leashes that he held in his hands. Beside him, another horse tossed its head, a tall gray stallion outfitted with its own saddle and reins.
“Is it time to take the ponies out for a trail ride?” Zack offered with a smirk.
