The same routine was followed each day for the next three weeks when Fatima told Sapphire that she would be racing on the following day. The race was taking place just a few kilometres down the road. There would be three other mares taking part from the Sheikhs stable, Cleopatra, Star of India and Arab Maiden. In the morning Sapphire and the others were led outside and packed into their crates for the journey. All four crates were loaded onto the one vehicle.

At the venue they were stalled in accommodation on a par with that at the palace. The races were to be held in the morning and evening, the afternoon being far too hot. Sapphire learned from the grooms and trainers, that this was a heat in the Pan Arabian Cup Stakes. There would be several heats all over North Africa culminating in the final, which would be held at Sheikh Tariq Mohammed’s track.

As the mares from Sheikh Tariq’s stable were not racing until the evening, Sapphire and the others were placed in air-conditioned stalls while they waited for their turn to race. With the grooms and trainers continually coming and going there was no chance for the mares to have any conversation so Sapphire wasn’t sure what was expected of her. She found out from listening to the grooms talking to each other that some of the mares at the other end of the stalls had already raced, two of whom had qualified for the second heat later in the month. It appeared that others could also qualify but they would have to race again with the non-qualifiers from other events.

Sapphire’s race was time for 6.30 p.m. so at quarter past six, Fatima came for her and led her into the parade ring. It was here that Sapphire had a shock; Fatima told her that the mares had to race wearing dildoes inside them. She was told that the race attendants would fit them at the start and the starter would trigger them as he started the race. Fatima explained that the dildo was designed to get her to lose concentration so she had to be strong and overcome the temptation to let the dildo vibrate her to an orgasm. If she won then Fatima would let her have the orgasm after the race.

Sapphire wasn’t sure that she could last for the whole race, which should last about 20 minutes, without succumbing to the effects of the vibration. There was no alternative, however, she would have to concentrate solely on the other runners and try to ignore what was going on inside her vagina.

The runners were called to the starting line and each mare fitted with her dildo. What Sapphire was unaware of, was that her driver, Soraya, intended to use her whip to keep Sapphire’s mind where it should be, on winning the race.

They’re off! The cry went around the track while at the same time the pulsating started in Sapphire’s vagina and she began to run. To begin with the rhythm of the vibrations coincided with her strides and she found it easy to ignore the throbbing. As the race went on though, Sapphire found that the throbbing was becoming harder to ignore. She faltered slightly and was stung back to reality by a slash of Soraya’s whip. That focused her mind for the next five minutes or so, but before she was overtaken by her urges, Soraya whipped her again. From then on Sapphire received the whip about every ten paces. It was this whipping more than anything else that gave her the incentive to win the race. She suddenly realised that their was no other mare in front of her, so she dug in and made a sprint for the winning post, all the time Soraya’s whip strokes and the throb of the dildo seemed to be in time with each other. By the time the finishing post was in sight, Sapphire was almost reaching an orgasm, concentrate, she told herself, just as another crack echoed and she felt the whip again. She had just crossed the winning line when she was overtaken by a tremendous orgasm that seemed to start from deep in her belly and erupt from her vagina like a volcano. It so overwhelmed her that she was unable to move another step. Soraya jumped out of the sulky and Fatima, who had run over from the fence, helped her to walk the few yards to the winner’s enclosure. By the time they reached it, Sapphire had recovered and was being congratulated by both Soraya and Fatima. Fatima laughing said, ‘you weren’t supposed to orgasm unless I said you could, but never mind, you won and that is all that matters.’

Once the weigh-in formalities had been completed, Sapphire was taken back to her stall for a rest. The other mares from the stable had races later in the evening. Sapphire was dozing when Cleopatra’s groom brought her back, it seem that Cleopatra had qualified by coming second but Star of India, who was in the same race had come last, so would have to run again at a later date. Arab Maiden’s race wasn’t until nearly 10 p.m. so there wasn’t any news of her.

As the grooms and trainers were away from the stalls and all three had had their bits dropped, they had a chance to talk to each other. Sapphire was still shocked about racing with a dildo inside her. The other two said that this was a feature of the Pan Arab Cup races. Star of India said that she should be used to the situation by now, but she couldn’t hold back the orgasm and it overtook her before the final furlong, she was leading at that point, but the rest of the field passed her and no amount of whipping from her driver could retrieve the situation. She then showed the other two the welts on her rump. The stripes were deep and many, criss-crossing each other on both sides of her flanks. Sapphire shuddered at the sight of them; hers were tender love strokes in comparison.

Arab Maiden was brought in at 10.30 p.m. her groom announcing that she had qualified by winning her race. The other tree mares whinnied their delight at the news. When Arab Maiden had been unharnessed and cleaned she was brought back to her stall and the grooms turned out the lights for them to get some sleep before the journey home in the morning.

Over the next four months Sapphire was raced 9 times, each race being a heat of the Pan Arab Cup series. She won each of them. She never quite got used to racing with a dildo inside her but by sheer application she managed to overcome the desire to orgasm until she had crossed the finish line where she gave into the intense sensation of her needs, each time without Fatima’s permission. Not once did Fatima punish the mare for this transgression.

The day came for the final race in the series. Fatima and her trainer had Sapphire in peak condition for the last race. She had been trained with the dildo constantly in her and vibrating at high speeds, two or three times the vibrations got the better of her and she felt the sting of Soraya’s whip on her flanks. Gradually though Sapphire was beginning to feel that she could control the urges long enough to complete the course.

Because Sapphire was a home mare, she could be completely rested before the race, as she hadn’t had any travelling to do.

Fatima walked her charge around the stadium to get her used to the atmosphere, because even though Sapphire had been in numerous races she could still be a little skittish and nervous before the off, and this was probably her most important race to date.

When they reached what would be the starting line Soraya joined them and decided to give Sapphire a short run to ease her limbs. They went off at quite a pace until Soraya decided that Sapphire was warmed up enough and she turned her around back to the start.

When they got back Sapphire was worried to see that right across where the start would be was a set of what appeared to her to be cages. Soraya noticing this told her that for this race she would have to enter one of these boxes and that all the other contestants would be in the other boxes. These were called starting gates. They all opened at the same time so that each mare would get off at the same time. Sapphire thought them very claustrophobic and had she been allowed to speak would have said so. Soraya could tell by her mare’s demeanour that she didn’t like the idea and thought too late that Sapphire should have been tested using starting gates. All she could do at that stage was to do her best to reassure the mare that all would be well. Soraya called Fatima over and explained her fears, while she was doing so, Sapphire’s trainer arrived and between them they decided that it would be best to cover Sapphire’s eyes with a blindfold until she was inside the gates and then remove the blindfold just before the start.

They successfully manoeuvred Sapphire into the starting gates and removed the blindfold. Sapphire was perfectly calm when she realised that she was in the starting gates, so the idea of blindfolding her was proved right. However, there was yet another shock for her but this didn’t arrive until after they had started racing. The dildo inside her was set to vibrate at varying speeds throughout the race and it was set at random, so that at one stage it was vibrating at a gentle and very manageable speed, while another time it was vibrating so fast that Sapphire had great difficulty in controlling her paces. There was a further problem in that Soraya had no way of knowing in advance what speed the vibrator was going to be at, so she couldn’t be ready with the whip to keep Sapphire focused. Sapphire and Soraya were not disadvantaged as all the other mares and their drivers were in the same situation. However, because Soraya was such an excellent and experienced driver she managed more often than not to pre guess the vibrator and was able to whip Sapphire into concentration most of the time.

The final was twice the length of the heats and semi-final races so it was a test of stamina and endurance to the incessant throbbing of the dildo. By the time the race was three-quarters over Sapphire was covered with stripes, not only on her flanks but also on her back, her belly and her breasts. Soraya was not beating Sapphire indiscriminately but very judiciously whenever she felt a change in the vibrations. It also proved to be efficacious because when Soraya felt that Sapphire was getting used to lashes on one part of her body she immediately moved to another part so that Sapphire didn’t get complacent. Sapphire for her part welcomed the lashes as they kept her from thinking too much about the glorious release an orgasm would give her.

Sapphire was concentrating so much that she didn’t realise that the finish line was just about twenty yards ahead when she sensed rather than saw another mare in her presence. She needn’t have worried because Soraya knew and with her whip lashing Sapphire so fast that the mare had no time to register each separate strike she galvanised the mare into one final spurt and they raced over the line in first place just ahead of the second placed mare.

Sapphire actually managed to reach the winners’ enclosure before her orgasm engulfed her; in fact even after the race attendant had switched the vibrator off, Sapphire was still juddering with the orgasm. It took about 10 minutes before she had even remotely returned to the world of the living.

As soon as Sapphire had been cleaned up it was time for the presentations to begin. Soraya climbed back into the sulky and drove Sapphire out onto the concourse to vast cheers from the crowd, many of whom had followed Sapphire’s races from the beginning of her time in North Africa. Some had even watched her race in England. The officials lined up the first three mares in readiness for a lap of honour. Sapphire had never been so proud as she was at that moment. She stood tall, arched her back so that her breasts jutted forward prominently and tossed her mane excitedly. She thought back to just a few short years ago when she would blush every time someone looked at her or touched her when she was being hosed down or harnessed. Now she relished all the looks and the petting. Once or twice she felt that some of the women who were petting her were envious of her station. She smiled inwardly to herself at her thoughts. She was brought back to earth by Soraya flicking her reins for the lap of honour to begin.

During the trot around the stadium, the cheers grew ever louder, with people standing up and applauding. When they reach the podium where the presentations were to be made, Sapphire noticed Sheikh Tariq Mohammed among the dignitaries. He gave Sapphire a beaming smile, showing her that he was proud of her also.

The first trophy to be awarded, by the president of the Committee running the competition, was the Pan Arab Cup, which was presented to the Sheikh. Next came the presentations for the drivers of the first second and third winning mares. These consisted of medals in gold, silver and bronze. Finally each mare was presented with her own trophy. These trophies were in the form of halters, fashioned out of laurel and placed around the neck of each mare. Further to that there was a rosette, which was fixed to the mare’s bridle, and finally little treats; in Sapphire’s case it was some Polo mints, which she adored.

At the end of the presentations, Sapphire was led out to the parade ring, where members of the public could stroke, fondle and pet her. Security ensuring that only two people at a time were actually able to be next to her. As there were a large number of people wishing to see her, and the other two mares, it took nearly two hours before Fatima was able to get Sapphire back to her stall.

After all the excitement, Sapphire realised that she hurt all over from where Soraya’s whip had caught her. Fatima quickly got a slave to wash Sapphire, giving strict instructions that the slave must not hurt Sapphire during the bathing. Sapphire, who realised that there was no way that she could be washed without some pain, resolved that she would do her best not to wince or show any sign of distress in order that the slave could avoid punishment. As it was Fatima left Sapphire alone with the slave so no one knew whether she had been hurt or not.

When Sapphire had been delivered back to Fatima, she was daubed with soothing balm and though the welts would take time to disappear, the pain from them was considerably eased. Fatima stayed with Sapphire for a while until she was certain that there were no after effects either from the race or the whipping.

Once the mares had been left for the night the conversation revolved round the race itself, the others wanted to know what it was like being in starting gates and also how Sapphire had coped with the vibrator. Word quickly got round about the fact that the vibrators used for the race were programmed to change intensity without warning. Sapphire explained that once she was in the starting gate she was OK with the situation. It was the thought of going in that frightened her, but once she had been blindfolded and couldn’t see she had no trouble. As for the dildo, Soraya saw to that problem, keeping her focused by whipping her, quite mercilessly it seemed at times. The euphoria of the result wiped all the pain away for a while though.

Gradually all the questions petered out and one by one the mares fell asleep. Sapphire herself thought that she would be awake half the night but was, in fact, one of the first to succumb to sleep.

The following day Sapphire was given just a gentle workout and every where she went other ponies were whinnying their pleasure whilst grooms, trainers and anyone else that happened to be in the vicinity were hurrying over to stroke and pet her. So all in all her workout was a bit of a flop.