I then stood back a bit and looked
at her, and said, "You are one beautiful pony, but you need to get a little
more pony look. See if you can't emphasize your assets. Thrust
out your chest, those breasts are lovely, show that you are proud of them,
and likewise for those lovely buttocks. And keep you head proudly
high," I tapped the parts of her body I was talking about to emphasize
them.
When I was satisfied with her posture,
I told her, 'Now, walk from one end of the room to the other, back and
forth, and try to hold that pony posture while you walk. I wish we had
a bigger space, but this will have to do for now. After I was satisfied
with her walking, I told her to stop. Then I said, "Now for the real
pony steps. Each step, your upper leg should come to the horizontal,
and try pointing your toes down. Now, High Step Walk."
We spent a lot of time with that pony walk, as I tried to improve her form.
I held the pony whip in my right hand, but rather than applying it to Pam,
I used it to hit my left hand, which made a satisfactory crack to emphasize
what I was saying. For variety, I had her vary the length and pace
of her steps, also made tries at other pony steps I had directions for,
but the high step walk was easily the most important. I also had
her try a 'Present' pose, putting one knee on the floor and stretchng
the other leg straight out, this is the way for a pony to present itself
to the judges, in a contest.
After an hour or so of pony practice,
I decided that Pam had enough, so I hobbled her with the snap to her ankle
cuffs, then removed the bit and arm restraints, finally removed her ankle
cuffs. Then I said, "Thats
enough pony practice for tonight. You look very promising to me;
what do you think about being a pony?"
"It's pretty hard work, but it's interesting."
"I find it very rewarding to watch
you in action. Now, you can use the bathroom first."
I had brought a book to pass the time,
and when Pam came out of the bathroom, I took her place. When I was
ready for bed, she was in one of the beds, so I said, "One bed or two?"
She said, "One." so I climbed
into bed with her.
The next hour was as good as I've
ever had. I started it by cuffing Pam's hands together in front,
then tied them to the head of the bed, allowing me to turn her over as
I wished. I started out by having her kneel face down while I gave
her a paddling with a large paddle, ten strokes slowly, and she reacted
as though it really hurt, but she never asked me to stop. Then I
proceeded to kiss and fondle her all over, finally taking her 'missionary
style'. During the hour I told her several times how wonderful she was,
and as we ended she had a strong orgasm as did I. As we relaxed after
I withdrew from her and said, "Pam, that was great, and I love you.
Are you ready to try being my slave at my house?"
"I think so, John. I have a
week's vacation coming, which could start in a couple weeks. Suppose
we start out with that. If we still like it, I can quit this job
right away."
We had a long drive Sunday, and Pam
sat with her bare bottom on the car seat, and her bra-less bosom somewhat
exposed, as her blouse was unbuttoned most of the way down. We had
some pony practice before and after the trip, and I had intercourse with
her a couple different ways; having her on top but her hands cuffed behind
her back was another one I liked.
Two weeks after our week end together,
I met Pam at the airport, and she had all the luggage she had bags for,
and had shipped the rest. She hadn't told the department store yet,
but she wasn't planning to go back.
During the two weeks waiting for Pam,
I'd had a contractor make an elaborate pony trail in my back yard,
a trail that went around its periphery with a fifty foot square area inside.
I had considered concreting it, but decided that would take too long, so
it was just gravelled.
I also made a pony cart, using 20
inch child's bicycle wheels, plywood and plastic tubing, which didn't require
bending, as I assembled it with standard fittings. There were
eye bolts just back of the hand grips to allow securing wrist cuffs to
the cart. The seat was over the wheels.
Of course one of the first things
I wanted to do as soon as I got Pam settled was to try out my new pony
cart, however I put in a couple hours training her without the cart, just
walking, trotting or running behind her holding the reins and getting
her familiar with the signals I had worked out, giving her signals with
the reins and touching her with with the whip, and until we both
unterstood the signals, with voice too. When I was satisfied with
her performance, I hitched Pam to the cart, and we found that running
it around in different ways was fun; we spent more time manoevering
in the fifty foot square than on the trails, as manoevering needed a lot
of practice as it was difficult. I decided that I needed a seat belt,
as I had to grip the side of the seat during sharp turns.
I concentrated on tricky manoevers, particularly backing
up. Someday, I hoped to get to work with pony girls pulling carts
in a parade, and manoevering like groups of Shriners and others sometimes
did on motor scooters in parades.
The night after our first pony cart
ride, I started thinking about cart design. Why does the cart have
two wheels? Two wheels are necessary if the pony's hands are cuffed
behind her back, but if her hands are at her side and hold the ends of
the cart shafts, the cart can't tip over unless the pony falls on her side,
so one wheel would be all that is necessary, like a wheel barrow in reverse,
and the rider could be seated astraddle the wheel, on a saddle and with
foot rests, like a motor bike.
The next week, I rebuilt my cart for
bike type riding; a single wheel would have been better, but I just put
the two twenty inch wheels side by side, I planned to build a better single
wheel 'bike' as soon as possible.. The hardest part of the conversion
was making a comfortable seat.
My 'pony bike' was quite successful,
and I found that by gripping the seat with my knees, standing up was easy,
and Pam soon learned to bank the 'bike' on a sharp turn to equalize the
weight on her hands. We found that backing up with it was pretty
easy, although it would take a lot of practice before we could manoever
backing up with Pam blindfolded.
My second 'pony bike' took over a
month to build, because I used aluminum tubing, which I had to have a machine
shop shape; I used a motor scooter wheel, and while I had it half
built, I decided to make the wheel steerable by the rider. I simply
left the wheel mounted on its fork, and attached the fork support to the
frame, rather than attaching the axle to the frame, but I had the handle
bar mounted forward so the rider was nearly8 directly over the wheel and
the handlebars connected to the wheel fork by a direct linkage. This
resulted in steering much like a long fire truck which has steering
at the rear to permit it to make otherwise impossible turns.
The steerable pony bike was very successful,
and fun. I could even make the bike weave left and right while
the pony went straight, the possibilities seemed endless.
Handling the reins as well as steering the handle bars at
the same time was a little tricky; At
last, I had a rig that could manoever as I had wanted. We not only
started practicing manoevers that I felt would be interesting to watch,
I started planning manoevers that several similar pony bike outfits could
do together.
After many phone calls, I had a long
conversation with Henry Whipple, president of The Leather Club, which was
located in a city of over a million population that I'm not naming.
Henry was into the pony scene himself, and after I'd told him about my
pony bike and the plans I was developing for a group in a parade, Henry
invited us to stay with him a dayi before a club meeting, which would be
held at his house.
The pony bike was easy to load on
a car top carrier, and Henry's City was only a day's drive away.
We arrived at Henry's house by five o'clock, and Henry and his Pony
Girl/Wife Alice met us at the door, and we took to them immediately, they
made us feel that we had known them a long time. They. helped us
move into a bedroom, then we joined them for drinks, and we discussed the
club meeting tomorrow night, then the city's Mardi Gras parade which would
be next spring. Henry was on the board of directors of one of the
groups, and said he could arrange to get pony carts and/or bikes to accompany
it, and he thought several of the Club's pony couples might be wiilling
to participate. I told him that I could leave my pony bike with him
and make another for Pam and me; that would make two pony bikes for the
parade, and Henry said he could get a couple more made before the parade.
I felt that four pony bikes could put on a pretty good show.
After dinner, we were served brandy,
then Henry said, "It is customary after a dinner like this in our bondage
groups, for the men to spend and hour with women not their wives or mistresses.
What they do during that time is no ones business but their own, it
is just a way of getting better acquainted. Does this sound like
a good idea to you?"
I said, "Yes."
When we were alone together
in a bedroom, Alice said, "When Henry and I are alone together, I
usually wear no more than shoes and stockings, so I'll strip if you wish."
"Pam and I do the same, so go ahead."
There is no need to describe the next
hour, but I enjoyed it a lot. When we went back to join Henry and
Pam, Alice stayed naked, and Pam was naked too.
The next morning, after breakfast,
we took the 'bike' off my car and spent
most of the morning practicing with it. Henry had
a fifty foot square practice shed with screened sides. Both ponies
wore only high heeled boots and wrist cuffs, as Henry's back yard was completely
private. It took only an instant to hitch one of the ponies
to the cart, it was just a matter of snapping their wrist cuffs to snaps
fixed just back of the cart's handles.
That afternoon, Henry and I put harness
on our ponies and had a ride around the quiet area Henry's home was in.
Henry had consulted with the local police about what Pony Girls had to
wear in public, so Alice and Pam wore bikini bras and bottoms
under their leather pony harness. Henry said that at club meetings,
the ponies wore whatever their masters wished, usually only some kind of
leather harness.
Pam and the pony bike were the features
of the club meeting that night; there were six ponies attending, including
Pam, two were Pony Boys. Two of their Masters said they would try
to build pony bikes, so we hoped to have four for the Mardi Gras parade.
When we got home, I didn't waste much
time building another pony bike, but I did manage to make drawings of their
construction which I sent to the other Club members who wanted to build
their own bikes. I also made up descriptions of the manoevers I thought
would be suitable for a parade with three or more pony bikes. A month
before Mardi Gras, we all had a meeting at Henry's place. We had
a long discussion on costumes, both for the ponies and for the riders.
We decided that the ponies should wear more or less the minimum the local
laws allowed; the g-strings a little wider than the minimum, colored to
match the head dresses, and wider than normal matching wrist and ankle
bands. They were to wear high heeled boots. The riders would
have longer boots, pants, shirts and caps to match the pony's colours.
We decided that the riders should have long whips to crack during the performance,
never to whip anyone, but just for show. We also spent a lot of time
trrying manoevers out, then we had a final rehearsal the day before
the parade. We had three Pony Girls ready for the parade and one
Pony Boy.
Our performance in the parade was
very well received, I was surprised at the amount of applause we got from
the spectators; we all enjoyed it, and were very pleased with ourselves.
We put on our best performance in front of the judge's stand, ending with
all four ponies doing a kneeling present before the judges. Henry
had been able to get good video coverage of our performance, and it got
on national news shows, so from then on we had more requests for our participations
in parades all over the country than we could handle. During the
next year, we were in parades almost every month. and the national popularity
of Pony Boys and Girls experienced a big boost, and several Pony Clubs
broke off from BDSM clubs because they had begun to dominate them.
We had to cut down our participation in parades so we could devote more
time to making guides for pony training, including videos.