Pony Farm

by Bathseba and Dr.Benjamin Biotit.
- translated by Bathseba from German.
- edited by SirJeff.

- do not use without the authors' permission.



On a secluded farm in a secret place my brother and I conducted the following interview.

Most people will call it a very kinky place, where nude women, stark naked, pull passengers in pony-carts around for a fee of 250 Dollars per hour.

With permission of the owner we entered the ground in the afternoon and he waved one of the ladies who did not have a passenger to join us.


She came pulling a one-seated sulky behind her as it is used at trotting-races. The owner removed the bridle she was wearing with two quick movements and threw it into the sulky.

"You have twenty minutes", he said,"just ask whatever you want!" and walked away.

The woman had a quite athletic body and was wearing nothing but a harness of broad leather-belts meeting each other in a ring between her breast. I estimated her around twenty-five, not older. She had the clean smile of a college girl.

"Hi, my name is Amanda" the woman said laughing",mind if I have some water first?"

On the table behind us there stood several bottles, glasses and a dewar with ice-cubes.

My brother poured a glass full of water, added a few ice cubes and wanted to hand it over to Amanda.She laughed again and showed her cuffs, which were fixed to the rods of the sulky.

"You need to feed me," she said,"simply hold it over my mouth and start pouring". She leaned back and opened her mouth awaiting the refreshment.

"Great, now we can get started."she said when she had finished drinking. "What do you want to know?"

My brother started the interview. "How come that you give yourself to such a humiliating job?"

"Greed for money, what else?"

"Can you explain that for us?"

"Well, itīs quite simple. I am student, and if I get a job with McDo for $7.50 an hour, I can be happy. One hour later the shop manager comes, grasps my tits and wants to lay me down. So what shall I do? Get screwed in the broom closet, or kick him into the balls and get fired?

If I play the pony here, I start Friday afternoon and get released Sunday night. I am dirty as a pig,have bruises on may ass and 2000 bucks in my wallet. And no one has touched me. More questions?"

She looked at us.

"What exactly you have to do for that money?"

"Just what you see here. We carry the guests, mostly men, but also a few women around the park. The yare allowed to use the riding crops on us, but now a as heavily to leave permanent impressions.

In the afternoon there is pony-ballet. We are freed from the sulkies and the guests are free to show us around and make us dance to the music. They have to pay the same as for pulling the carts, of course. Some guest rent a pony for half or full day, drive around, eat together or guide us using the bridle. It is not allowed to touch the ponies, however.

"Are you restrained to the carts all day?

"In fact, yes. Or the guest guide us using the bridles. It is a strict rule that our hands must be chained to the carts or secured on our backs, if not pulling a cart.

One can also attach two ponies to cart,one on each side. One hand is on the rod, one fixed on the back.Then we pull the cart and run races, thats really funny.

In the stables we are freed from the carts, of course, but get restrained there."

"What is a stable?"

"Well, I need to explain. When I arrive on Friday evening, I strip naked and go onto the stable. I get the bridle and harness and handcuffs which are attached to the carts.Finally the bit is put into my mouth, and the tail, of course."She turned around and showed her tail.

"I donīt see where it is attached?"

"It is not attached, it is plugged in! Had been very embarrassing for the first time, but one gets used to it.

But what did I say? Yes, after we have been harnessed completely, we pull the carts to the place and wait for customers. The bit is only removed for eating."

"And what if you have to visit the toilet?" "With the tail, no way. And to pee,we use the gravel over there. Many guests want to see us peeing, one gets used to it too.

I got literally pissed off the very first time my guest wanted me to relief myself in front of him. My bladder nearly did burst but not a single drop came. Now it is easy.I had a guest who blindfolded me pulling the cart. They can do whatever they want, if they pay, if they observe two strict rules:

Donīt touch us more than absolutely required for pulling the cart, and the impressions of the riding crop must vanish after two or three days.

The guest found it terribly funny guiding me blindfolded around all the day. Anyway, when he directed me to the pee-place I had not problem at all. Presumably he watched me pissing from vis ÃĄ vis, but if he had fun?

"And how do you eat?"

"For the guest there is a huge buffet from late breakfast to dinner-time. If I am hungry, I drive my guest to the buffet and knee down. It depends on him or her if I get something or not. Some like it to eat and see us starving, some think it very erotic to feed a naked woman.

"Are you allowed to take a rest?"

"No, not for that salary! If I am here all the day, I am supposed to serve all the time, if there are guests. From time to time it happens that there are more ponies than guest until noon. We have to wait attached to the carts and, quite disgusting, can gather if we want, but not talk due to the bits."

If I make a full weekend, we can sleep at night. Guest have to pay for, if they want to attach us to the stable-boxes. They sleep in cosy beds and can watch us on an TV system.

When we arrive at the stable, we are freed from the carts but are fixed to a wall with our necklaces. The bit is removed and the tail too and we are fed with leftovers from the buffet in a dish.

We sleep on stray and have an old-fashioned toilet. Just a hole in the floor and a hose with cold water. It is dirty and uncomfortable, but if I canīt sleep at night I think of my cheque."

"I have to ask again: you donīt feel abused and humiliated?"

"No longer. First time it was so bad I wanted to give up after half an hour, when they shoved that tail into my ass. I assumed that I had to pull a pony cart clad in leather or something. Instead I had to strip naked and was attached to the cart. Then I was ordered to bend forward and got the tail in my ass. I have really cried but kept on the whole day. And after I had cashed the first cheque I didnīt think twice and went again next weekend.

It was much easier for the second time,and third time I enjoyed it. Later I have shaved myself for a bonus,and after 3 month I got my nipples pierced. She jumped up and down to get the little bells ringing which were attached to her nipples.

That brought extra money, so what? I urgently need it for my study, want to drive an nice car and a some reserves on the bank canīt be bad at all, or?

As you can see I tend to become fat around my hips, and the exercise here is better than any gym. Last not least the food is quite good and I earn more than my professor at university."

"So all together it makes a fine job, but if I look at you, something must be disgusting?"

"Well, now that I got used to the tail, the bit ist he the part I could do without. And the harness leaves white stripes after days in the sun, and I havenīt found a good explanation for that if my friends invite me for swimming.But I am afraid, my coach wants me, the time seems to be over for you!"

"Amanda, it has been a pleasure talking to you!"