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Ponys Night Out Chapter 1

Chapter 1

I was late at night and I was lying in bed when I heard the footsteps of the groomsman approaching my stall. As I sat up on my bed, the gate opened and he walked in silently. With a curt motion of his hand he motioned me to get up and to follow him. Without a word, I rose naked except for my collar and hurried to follow his large form out the gate and down the hallway.

Inside the tack room, the groomsman was busy taking my tack down from the cabinet, he already had my bridle and boots in his large hands. Obediently I hurried to the dressing post and placed my hands atop it; waiting with delicious anticipation for my grooming to begin

Groomsman finished gathering all of the tack and brought it over to the bench next to the dressing post. Placing the equipment down, he picked up the bottle of sweet almond oil.

Groomsman began oiling my body, starting with my neck and moving down to my breasts, to which he paid particular attention; as it pleased our Master to see them shine in the moonlight whenever we went out in the evening. Groomsman's hands felt good on my breasts, stimulating my nipples into incredibly hard nubs. He finished preparing my breasts by pinching my nipples cruelly. He reached down and brought up the nipple clamps with the chains and placed them on my now throbbing nipples, letting the chains dangle for the moment.

Next he put on my bridle, cinching it tightly on my oiled neck. Then, he reached down and brought up the nipple clamp chains and attached them one at a time to each side of my bridle.

He then put on my topless corset and cinched it in so tightly that I could hardly breathe. My breasts are fully displayed and the contrast with the leather is incredibly erotic. I notice that groomsman now has a large bulge in the front of his pants and is avoiding eye contact with me.

Again, he brings up the sweet almond oil and begins to oil up my beautiful cunt. My plump lips are soon glistening as much as my breasts. I am fast approaching an orgasm. As I know it would not please Master for me to cum for groomsman, I fight inside not to cum, squirming away from Groomsman, which earns me a yank on my nipple chains. I gasp and still immediately, but groomsman is done preparing my pussy.

Sitting down on the bench and grabbing my pony boots, he takes one of my feet onto his lap, right on to his now staining bulge with a definite wet spot. In this position he has a clear view of the treasures of my sweet cunt and I can tell he is certainly distracted by it. Slowly he lifts my foot and slides it into my pony boot and begins working the laces. I remain perfectly still, as my foot is placed on top of his cock and I know he is not allowed to cum either. Once laced, he repeats the process with my other foot. I know that I look beautiful and that groomsman finds me so, as his motions have become less smooth and a flush has crept up under the skin of his face and neck.

He stands up and pushes my legs apart with his foot. He moves behind me, and soon I feel him working my pony tail dildo deep into my ass, slowly and with infinite care. Once he feels it is deep enough and that my ass is clenching it tightly he attaches its' chain to the back of my bridle.

He completes my preparations by attaching a rein to my collar.

He pulls on the rein, and leads me out of the tack room, down the center of the stables and out into the moonlit grounds. He then attaches my rein to the hitching post and turns and disappears back into the stables, without having spoken a word the entire time.

As I stand there excitedly, impatiently waiting for Master, the light evening breeze stimulates my already sensitized body. I am oiled, cinched and throbbing in full preparation for my Master.

I hope he arrives soon.


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