This little pony went to Bound, a local dance/BDSM club, and had a wonderful time. All day long she knew something was going to happen because she could feel the excitement at her home stable. She got an extra special grooming from her Handler that left her feeling extra clean and proud. She wanted to look good for her handler. The pony loves being under complete control by her Handler and her Trainer. She hopes to never disappoint them, but like all ponies she has her moments of uppityness and she hoped she'd be able to keep herself calm even with all the energizing excitement. She was placed into the noisy, human smelling, pony transporter and wisked over to the Pack Stables. She was so happy to see her friends, both human and pony. She enjoyed socializing with her pony friends and getting further grooming. Ooo..that cinch gets pulled soooo tight. The best part was the sparkling bells that the Trainer placed around the pony's hocks. Then she knew it was going to be show time that night! She pranced with excitement, eager to make the humans proud. The Trainer provided a nice warm blanket for this pony to wear as to not expose delicate pony skin to the cold night air and very quickly, it was back into the pony transporter for a semi-uncomfortable, but thankfully short, ride.©copyright crave2000This pony was a bit unnerved at the strange location she had arrived at. Her Handler and Trainer were calm, but she sensed the other pony's sniffing the air for the unfamiliar smells. The scents only got stronger as they approached the arena and it became apparent that these were not human smells, but other animal smells! How exciting and unusual! This pony had never been around other animals before.
Once inside the arena, the ponies were quickly tacked up. Well, as quickly as tacking up a pony can be in a darkened, crowded arena. The darkness provided both a sense of safety and of danger to this pony. Having limited vision is an asset at times, but she kept having to move her head around to check everything out, which earned her a sharp retort from her Handler. Her cinch was tightened one last time, her head plum adjusted and bells wrapped around her hocks and then it was time to step out. Well, step out without stepping on a...MOUSE! This pony reared up and snorted. Her handler laughed and brought the mouse closer. The pony backed up in fear and planted her feet firmly. She was not going near any little fuzzy strange looking creature who could probably embed its self in her mane and chew it off. Her Handler kept a firm grip on the reigns and stroked her neck soothingly. Finally she moved on and the pony side-stepped around the little creature, still looking at it with curiosity.
She was led into a small room where there were lots of other creatures. Her handler called them, "birds, cats, kittens, fairies, tigers, leopards, more mice, and dogs). The pony didn't care much for the birds, their manes seemed to be growing out of control all over their body. They looked like they needed a good grooming. The creatures with long claws, snaky tails and a sneaky way of moving, made the pony startle a few times as they appeared and disappeared. One human, who appeared to be important because she stood taller than the rest, talked for awhile with her dog. As she watched the dog sit next to his owners feet and drool, Pony thought that dogs must be the most harmless creatures out there and she relaxed her attention. Her Handler and Trainer seemed intently focused on the tall woman, so pony tried to remain quiet and still. It wasn't easy when a cat started playing with her tail, but she flicked it out of the cat's paws and gently nipped at the cat's ear. The cat scampered off and joined it's other cat friends in the corner.
The pony relaxed with the other ponies from Pack Stables. One of her friends was tacked up in all red, the other in all black. While this pony enjoys the feeling of being owned and desired by a human, she envied the black pony's freedom of being a half-wild pony. Later in the evening, she saw him doing an interesting form of self-dressage with humans in a large room with booming rhythmic sounds and swirling lights. He seemed like a wild pony as he kicked up his hooves and shook his tail. Her Handler and his Trainer caught him a few times by his still attached reins and gave him a few strokes and caresses to remind him of the goodness that comes from being owned. Then he was set back out to roam at will. There were loud screams from what appeared to be a bizarre obedience school for both creatures and humans. Mice had tied up cats to long wooden cross-bars, humans had attached themselves to chains hanging from the ceiling and a bird was mercilessly pecking a tiger bent over a padded railing. Her Handler spent a long time in that room and once she thought she saw her Trainer discipline another human and other Pack Handlers tie up a groom. The pony's flanks quivered with every scream and her nostrils flared with the sounds of leather punishing flesh. The pony was nervous being in this room, but oddly aroused and full of energy. She couldn't decide if she hoped her Handler would teach her this kind of obedience, or if she was afraid.
Thankfully, her Handler sensed her energy and led her outside the arena to the crisp cool air. The pony lifted her hooves smartly, grateful for the opportunity to stretch her muscles. Her Handler clucked to her and the pony swung into a spirited trot. Her bells rang out clearly in the darkness and the pony let out a joyful whinny. Her Handler popped her whip behind the pony, startling her into a canter. It was difficult to canter in such a small circle, but the pony did her best. The pony was getting tired when her Handler pulled her in and stroked her heaving flanks, talking soothingly and lovingly. After a few moments, her Handler led her out in the other direction, focusing more on form than on speed. The pony lifted her hooves as high as she could, back straight with her chest out proudly. Her Handler popped her on her flanks a couple times and the sharp sting reminded the pony to move on while keeping good conformation. So much to think about!
The pony became a bit dizzy due to the small circle available and her Handler reigned her in to just relax in the evening air. The pony laid her head on her Handlers shoulder and received gentle rubs and soft words. Another pony was led out into the yard and this pony whinnied loud in greeting. The other pony was shy, but very flashy with smooth round hindquarters and a beautiful golden mane and tail. Her Trainer, perhaps sensing this pony's interest, quickly led his pony back into the arena.
The pony became a bit chilled and her Handler led her back inside the warm arena. A beautiful white bird greeted them, her wings shimmering in the glow of the lights. Her Handler was pleased to see the white bird, so the pony decided that maybe some birds were ok.
All too soon, her Handler and Trainer removed the tack from all the ponies. This pony felt very sad as her harness was removed. It felt strange to have her mane exposed to the air again. She tossed her head around to get used to the lightness of being unharnessed. Her Handler held her and reminded her that she was a good pony with or without her tack on. Then her Handler led her out to the dressage area and allowed her to work out the kinks in her muscles. The Handler watched closely and kept very close contact with the pony. Much to this pony's delight!
After saying a quick goodbye to her pony friends and her Trainer, it was back in the pony transport device and to her home stable for sweet pony dreams. This pony had a delightful evening and is ever so grateful for her Handler for taking care of her, her Trainer for the lending of pony tack in addition to her hard work and her pony friends for the fun time