A Ponyboy’s Life Pt 2

A Ponyboy’s Life Pt 2 – An English Mansion Story
(Read Part 1 Here)
I was now ten months into my ‘work contract’, when the big day I had sensed was looming – finally arrived. My employer put me into a new, elaborate, body and head harness which incorporated a metal cock cage and my arms were pulled back and strapped up. Today it had been ‘tarted’ up with lots of red ribbons. Attached to it was a bit gag for my mouth, eye-blinkers, reins and a special saddle. A huge anal plug with a long black tail was inserted. I now understood why I had been made to sleep with bigger and bigger plugs each night for the last month. Lastly, she clamped little bell clips to my nipples that jangled when I moved. I could see my employer was very pleased with her new creation – Me!

After a long ride in the back of a dark truck, I was pulled out by the reins, my eyes blinked to get used to the light. And what a sight! There were maybe 10-12 men like myself all harnessed up each with female owners fussing over them, some were even being petted. I was taken to a paddock and left chained up. Eventually my employer collected me, she looked stunning, wearing tight jodhpurs, shiny riding boots, a crisp see-thru tight white blouse and stock that showed her very ample breasts. She held a long cruel whip in her hand and wore spurs on her boots. Taking me to a block she mounted me, (I now knew what the weights on my back had been for), then rode me around the arena, showing me off to the other ladies there.

Cruel Spurs at The English Mansion

Something seemed to be happening, there was a flurry and all the ponymen were lined up each with a Lady riding them. I realised it was a race, I heard a pop and felt my employer urge me on just like our months of training. I acted on impulse and streaked ahead. I could see a board saying 10 laps and around I went. At 6, I then felt her whip on my rump and the crowd of onlookers shouting and cheering. By the time it said 2, I was exhausted pouring with sweat but now there were only two other ponymen keeping up with me, it was close, her whip kept bearing down urging me on cracking loudly on my sore backside. One lap to go just me and one other head to head, it was then I felt her spurs and I made that last push and she had won. Cheers everywhere. I wanted to collapse but collected myself. I was taken back to the paddock area, lots of the other ladies came to look at me, poking and groping.

That was almost two months ago and I have strangely started to enjoy my simple life of obedience to Her. Out of the blue I was taken to her office, she informed me our agreement was at an end, a year had passed. I didn’t want to go, I didn’t care about the money, I had nothing to go back to. I begged her to stay on, on any terms she wanted. She seemed pleased and said yes she would keep me for another year but now another line of training would have to be explored…