[Fiction] Training Miss Sarah

[I Obey]

Cherry pie on a summer day can only get better when it's served to you by a naked slave girl. As fast as she arrived, she seemed to blend back into the background, still present and ready but not drawing attention away from her Master. It was impressive to witness.

He sat across from us on the summer furniture, completely in his element. He was warm, welcoming and one may even say friendly. It surprised me at first; this isn't the big, scary Dom I was expecting. Not that I knew what to expect when I replied to his ad. He matched his physical description: 6'0, brown hair, green eyes, average build, and professional-looking. He didn't mention his amazing smile, which made his whole face light up.

His estate was beautiful, located just on the outskirts of town. We were at the main house on the property, but I could see other buildings around. The trees surrounding the place gave it a distinct feeling, but it also had a welcoming buzz.

I did wonder what you were thinking while sitting beside me—your Mistress, domme, goddess—at another man's home. Then I noticed that familiar wiggle you get when you're straining in your cage. I smile knowing you are enjoying this as much as I am.

"Thank you for making the trip out. I have been enjoying chatting with you both and am excited to see how we all connect in person. Are you comfortable, Sarah?" He asks.

"Oh yes, very! You have a gorgeous place and such lovely…th..things." I say this looking back at the girl who served us.

"Ah, yes, I am a lucky man."

"I'm glad our reply to your ad was of interest; I wasn't sure how you'd feel about us being a couple."

"It is interesting; I'm excited to explore something new."

I put a possessive hand on your thigh. "The dynamic we discussed works for you? It's important to me that I remain his dominant, and he is not to be with anyone I don't consent to. I am interested in submitting to you and exploring that more. While also having my boy serve me."

"Yes, that works for me. I'm not attracted to men, but I can make good use of them. I do expect him to help you follow the rules and succeed as my submissive," he replies.

You make a tiny little whimpering noise that doesn't go unnoticed.

"Yes, cuck?" I ask.

You swallow hard and muster your courage. "Thank you for inviting us, Sir and letting Miss explore this more. She has been very excited since we started chatting. I promise I will support her in serving you and not interfere with your training."

"Well, then, that all sounds good to me. We have discussed both of your limits. Has anything changed before we begin?" he asks.

"No." We both reply in unison, making him smile.

"Good, let us begin. Sarah, take off your clothes." He orders.

I stand, and you reach to undo the zipper on the back of my dress. The sundress falls easily to the deck from my shoulders. I'm naked beneath, as you ordered. My nipples grow hard as I become very aware of the cool breeze. He stands and, in a few strides, is right in front of me. One hand grips the hair at the nape of my neck, forcing me to look at him. Leaving you sitting and staring up at us from your proper place.

"Good girls say Yes Sir when Sir orders them to do something. Do you understand?"

"Yes Sir."

[I Obey]

Bryce perspective - Sarah & Bryce

I met her when she was in college, and I had just graduated. She was out of my league, and I knew it, yet I could not help but pine after her. Much to my surprise, she noticed me. All of a sudden, her number was on my phone, and we were texting regularly. She was gorgeous—red hair, pale skin, big blue eyes, and such amazing curves. She was my wildest imagination come true.
So how do you tell your dream girl that you have a skeleton in your sexual closet? Well, certainly not like that. I'm a cuckold and a submissive masochist. I have been like this since I can remember. It's been hit or miss with the women I have dated, but I've learned to just be open about it. There's no point in wasting both our time if the idea makes her run for the hills; it's best to find out before it gets serious.
I break the news over text and then try to forget about it until I hear back. If I hear back at all, much to my surprise, my phone lights up with a reply right away!
S: Oh tell me more?
Jesus Christ—that isn't disgust, but is it interest?
B: Well, I didn't scare you away; that is a hopeful sign. My kinks are something I enjoy so much that I don't want to not explore them. What do you think?
S: I think you should have told me in person. Now I must wait until this weekend to actually get my claws into you.
B: claws?
S: Yes, to be clear, I am interested and into it. Good boy for being honest.
Good boy! Fuck, that will keep me floating on cloud nine for a while—is it Friday yet? How did I luck out to find this girl? How do I keep her?
The week was long, and it felt like it took forever for Friday to roll around. My head had been full of what it would be like to be around Sarah again, knowing she knows and hoping she takes it further. I didn't want to pressure her, but I also craved her gentle yet firm guidance.
The doorbell rang, and I all but sprinted for the door. She was here, and it was finally happening. I wanted to see her in person to try and gauge what she was thinking. The evening went pretty normally; we ate takeout and talked about the week. There was this mischievous sparkle in her eye that felt new. Maybe it was just wishful thinking.
"Clear these," Sarah casually but pointedly orders.
"Yes M… Of course," I eagerly stutter. I quickly clean up as she moves herself to the couch.
"Come rub my feet; I've had a long day." Sarah orders again.
Before I know it, I'm kneeling before her. Is this really happening? How is she even more attractive from down here? Can she feel me trembling? I try my best to focus and do a good job; maybe she will let it happen again. I don't have a foot fetish, but being able to serve her in any way is a fantasy come true. When she truly relaxed, she looked down at me with a smile.
"You are good at this; I wonder what else you are good at."
"Well, it's not like we haven't slept together."
"True, but I didn't take full advantage of your submissive nature before," she said matter-of-factly.
My mouth popped open involuntarily, and my cock was straining hard against my cage.
"Ha, you are cute when you blush. Come."

[I Obey]

Sarah & Bryce - Sarah's Perspective

I settled into a lovely routine: school during the week and weekends spent with Bryce being pampered and worshiped. He would do anything for me. Most Fridays start with a delicious meal planned by him, followed by rubbing my feet as we catch up on the day. He is so attractive on his knees—something about having a man taller than me submissively at my feet. It was easy to run my finger through his blonde hair in this position, feel his smooth, tan skin. His thick lashes, surrounding his deep brown eyes, were so noticeable when he looked at the floor like a good submissive.

I eventually led him to the bedroom. He strips and neatly folds any clothing left for him before kneeling at the side of the bed, waiting. I take my sweet time before I acknowledge him.
It was fun to ignore him for a while and watch him squirm as I did this or that on my phone. Playing idly with his chastity key really seemed to do his mind in. He knows better than to interrupt. I eventually roll over onto my stomach and relax on his pillows.

"Worship me, cuck." That's all he needed to eagerly get to work.
He always gets this joyful smile as he climbs onto the bed, settling between my legs. Bryce was great at oral sex, and practice has only made him more attuned to my preferences. I make him work for it, not that he seems to mind.
He starts at my heels, knowing his place, slowly kissing his way up my calves and thighs. He uses his hands to massage my ass cheeks and slowly kisses between them. He takes his time kissing my asshole and flirting with it.

"Please, Miss may I?"

"Yes, pet, you may."

And he is enthusiastically rimming my ass. Slow, gentle licks and circles. He takes his time, truly enjoying himself. I could leave him to do this for as long as I wanted. He has never stopped before I told him to. Eventually, my needy pussy takes over, and I flip myself onto my back. His face meets my pussy and sweetly makes out with my lips. He kisses me until I wrap my hands in his hair and order him to lick.

He worships my clit with his tongue. He is so good at it that an orgasm builds quickly. Suddenly, my thighs are wrapped around his head, and I'm squeezing him tight as I buck and moan a pleasurable orgasm all over his face. He slows but never breaks contact, allowing me to recover comfortably.

"I need more," I whimper.

He knows that means using his fingers and tongue on me at the same time. I'm eager for another orgasm, and he does not disappoint. Using his fingers to work my G spot, he has me screaming in pleasure again in no time. I can tell he is as hard as one can get in a tiny cage like his. Lucky for him, I would never rob him of the pleasure of denial.

"Tell me you don't need to cum. That my pleasure is all you need to be fulfilled."

He groans in frustration and bliss.

"Your pleasure is all I need to feel fulfilled, Miss. I don't need to cum; my orgasms do not matter, Mistress."

He says before keeping up the pressure on my clit with his tongue. A strong orgasm comes over me. I buck my hips against his mouth as he continues to lap at my soaking wet pussy. I rubbed his face in my pleasure, literally. I pull him up to me and kiss him. I tasted myself and his handiwork as we made out for a while.

"Good boy, now run me a bath before bed." I push him away with my foot and pretend to ignore him. Once his back is turned, I appreciate the view as he walks out of the room.

[I Obey]

Sarah and Bryce - Bryce Perspective

Sunday mornings seem to start the same way on more and more weekends, and I cannot complain. I really asked for this and begged for it even. I didn't imagine sleeping on my own couch, but what else did I expect with such a tiny bed? I may need to get black-out curtains for this room as well if I ever want to sleep-in out here. Then I hear Sarah's soft giggles from the other room, and I remember that I’d hate to miss this part.

I relax on the couch and feel myself strain even harder in the tiny cage Sarah locked me in the night before. The key is in my room, around her neck, in my bed with another man. I know she has wiggled her way under the sheets, and he is half awake, laying dreamily upon my pillow. She is about to wake him up the rest of the way in the best way imaginable, with her sweet, soft mouth. I wonder where he will finish, and then I wonder if that’s weird. We are far too deep for that now, Bryce. I shake my head at myself.

I listen intently, straining to hear them through the walls of my apartment. I hear the bed creak in familiar ways just before I hear her start to moan. I wonder in what position he is having Sarah. She is screaming in pleasure so loudly that I worry the neighbors may hear. Then I hear the primal grunts a man makes when he cums hard inside a woman. I bet that feels amazing. I'm envious and so fucking turned on. This is torture in the best and worst ways.

It isn't too long before I hear the door open and the shower turn on. That's my cue, and I'm off the couch. I head for the bedroom, peering in, eager to reconnect with Sarah. I can smell the sex they just had. The whole room smells of it. Before I know it, I'm crawling on my hands and knees to the side of the bed like a little pet. I can't help but nuzzle my face into her hand hanging off the bed.

"Mmmmm, good boy," she says, tussling my hair. "Come here and get the present he left you."

I hop on the bed and can clearly see a sticky string of cum glistening across her ass cheeks and more dripping between her legs. Making a tiny pool on my sheets. A stunning amount of cum considering he also got off with her last night. I have mixed feelings about starting this task; for a moment, I am revolted, but my horny brain takes over. I'm lapping up another man's cum from the woman I love. Tasting her pleasure mixed in with his is the sweetest part. She is always so wet for other men.

"Good cuckold. That's enough. Come hold me. That's the last time he'll be over. He is moving back east. I will miss that one."

"He did seem to really make you feel good, Miss! And was understanding of us."

I wrap my arms around her. My face is buried in her hair, and I can smell him everywhere on her. It's intoxicating and driving my locked cock mad. I wonder if I'm leaking precum and hope I do not get it on her. I tried to just focus on holding her, her soft skin, and how warm she is against me.

Suddenly she wiggles her ass into my cage, and I nearly lose control completely and have a ruined right there in my cage. I jumped back a bit, surprised at how close I was to the edge! Sarah notices and is facing me suddenly.

"Oh, don't like my touch, I see..." she teases

"No, of course, Miss. I love your touch, your body, your everything. Especially your ass, Miss."

"Good, then stay still," she orders.

Fuck, my balls feel like they are about to explode, and my cock is trying its very best to pull a cage break. I grab hold of the sheets and will my body still as Sarah rolls on top of me. The length of her body is pressed against mine. My cage squished right above her pussy. Her breasts pushed against my chest, and her lips hovered above mine. Her blue eyes were staring deeply into me. I feel her press my key, dangling from the chain on her neck to my lips.

"Last night was amazing, cuckold. I couldn't even wait till we got home; I had to have him in the car on the way back. His cock tasted amazing and was so hard and ready for me. Remember I told you how big he was? Well, it is almost hard to blow him. Luckily, I am eager and have been practicing with some toys. He said, I did an amazing job."

I groan, trying my best to stay still beneath her perfect body. Her words are torture; she knows exactly what to say to make my cock dance in my cage.

“I really appreciated how you prepared the bedroom for him to fuck me.” Almost instinctively, she starts to grind her hips against me, remembering him. “He completely man handles me; it's so sexy. He basically threw me onto the bed, didn't wait to get my dress off, just ripped off my panties, dragged my legs towards him, and mounted me. In one swift stroke, he entered my pussy cuck. I am so wet for real men, so they can do such things. So different from little beta cucks like you that have to put some effort into foreplay."

She knows exactly what to say to mess with my head. A whimper escapes my lips just picturing her with him right in this very bed. I close my eyes, begging my cock to behave, resist, and hold it in.

“I lost count of the orgasms I had last night. I think the best one was when he was fucking me doggy style. I was facing the door, feeling his massive cock fucking me in the perfect spot. I swore I could see your feet under the door, and I imagined your ear pressed against the door, straining to hear every detail. I lost it and had such an amazing orgasm. I moaned so loudly for you, babe; I wanted you to know to hear it all.”

It was a losing battle from the start. I knew the exact moment she was referring to, and hearing what was happening in detail was better than I imagined. I lost control, and there was nothing I could do. Suddenly, I was having a ruined orgasm. I know you feel it shoot against your belly, and you smile in victory.

“Ah well, it looks like we also took care of your orgasm, but you do have another mess to clean, cuckold.”

"No, Miss, please,” I cry out. Desperate for a release, a proper orgasm.

"No, cuckold, you know the rules. You only cum after a real man has his fill, and you just did. You will have to wait until next time. Who knows when that will be with Gary moving?"She laughs and rolls off me. Presenting my ruined orgasm for me lick up.

[I Obey]

Mark, Sarah, And Bryce - Sarah's perspective

He took us on a tour of his property before showing us the main house. It was all pretty average, with some very specific kinky additions. I could not wait to explore every inch of those with him. He seemed to have three or four people on the property submitting to him in one way or another. From what we could see, boys tended to the land and women to him. I wondered where he’d have me first in this place.

I saw the naked slave girl again inside, busy in the kitchen, during our tour. She was stunning and dedicated to doing whatever task she was up to. Beautiful was not a strong enough word to describe her. Blonde, 5'7, with tanned skin and an athletic, tight body. Hopefully he doesn’t have a type, because I look nothing like this woman. I worry for a moment that I am in over my head. I squeeze your hand tight, and you rub your thumb against mine. Bryce is here and will keep me safe. I look at Bryce, and I wonder what he thought of the naked woman in the kitchen. Bryce nudges me, and I’m confused.

“Sarah?” He says it expectantly.

Shit, what question did I miss? “Yes Sir?” I reply timidly.

He chuckles. "Are you okay? Do you need anything before we go down to the dungeon?” He repeats.

“No Sir.”

"No, you are not okay?"

“No! I am okay, and no, I do not need anything. Sorry for the nerves.” I bite my lip anxiously.

He steps in closely and looks down at me. He rests a hand on my chest, and I feel myself melt a bit. “We got you," he reassures me. "You will need to learn to listen, though." He grabs my hair and gives me a firm slap across the face. It was jarring, but he made his point.

With a hand on my back, he guides me to a basement door. I was surprised at how light the space was. The floor was a lovely vinyl gray hardwood. The walls were also this slate gray color with red accents. There was a large cross in one corner, and there was a medical table with a variety of restraints. One wall had floor-to-ceiling drawers and hooks with toys and rope hanging from them. Once inside the room, it was hard to miss the giant bed by the door with a cage below it. I spin around, feeling flabbergasted. Am I in a porn movie? Is this fifty shades of gray? Please make it better than that!

"Sarah, my plan is to give you a once-over and see how you react to different things. The most important thing is that you be honest with your reactions; you never fake things here, do you understand?”

"Yes, Sir, I understand.”

“Good. Next, you will not orgasm without my permission; if you are close, you will ask for permission. Your safe words, as we discussed, are red, yellow, and green. I expect you to use these. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Green Sir” I say with a big grin on my face.

"Perfect. Now, Bryce, the same applies to you, but you will be watching and maybe lightly assisting today. You can make yourself comfortable on that little stool in the corner there. I will call if we need you. Though you are wearing way too much clothing considering you are the beta in this room, get naked, sit, and stay.” He bosses Bryce around easily.

You look to me, searching for my approval? Me to defend you? My permission?

“Go now, cuckold; we both know you love to watch.” I send him off to follow another man's orders. The very man who is about to give me a once-over—whatever that means—I know this is a fantasy come true for Bryce. I just hope he doesn’t lose respect for seeing me in a submissive place.


Bryce's perspective

From the corner of the room, on an embarrassingly short stool, I sit and watch my girlfriend with another man. Emasculated, I am moments from dripping a tiny, horny mess on the floor. My locked cock is loving every moment, every touch, and every moan. I could never make her look like this—only a real dominant man could. I teeter between unbearably horny and crushingly envious, but all I do is watch as he has his way with her.

[I Obey]

Mark, Sarah and Bryce - Marks Perspective

I leave Sarah kneeling in the middle of the room, waiting for me to have my way with her. She keeps her eyes cast downward as instructed; she really is naturally obedient. I gathered a few things from the chest, excited to finally touch and play with her. Bryce seemed to be obediently watching from the corner, and it enhanced everything. I feel like I am riding an ultimate power wave right now.

I place leather cuffs on Sarah's ankles and wrists and lock them in place. These do not come off until I say so. I do the same with a simple generic leather play collar locked in the back. Her whole body trembles beneath me when I click each lock in place, and I want to devour her here and now. I show some restraint, though, wanting to make this a memorable first time for Sarah.

“Ready?” I ask

“Yes Si….”

Before she finishes the word, sir, I put a blindfold over her eyes, and she gasps. She really does have good reactions; this will be fun.

I raise her arms up with ropes to the hard point I have in the ceiling above her. I pull her to her feet and tie each ankle to the opposite walls. Sarah is spread, cuffed, collared, and completely at my disposal. She is facing Bryce, and he is staring a bit slack-jawed and trance-like. Well, he can stare all he wants. I get to have the real fun. I slowly take my time feeling Sarah up. I explored the full length of her body with my hands before landing on her breasts. I honestly had never seen tits this big, and I cannot wait to mark them with my canes. I note her nipples seem extremely sensitive; she pulled away a bit as I simply fondled them. I give them a gentle pinch, and she squeaks out in pain. Well, this will be fun! I make myself move on. I circle around her front and reach around to grab her ass. I pull her hard against me and nibble at her neck. All while groping and fondling her magnificent curves.

I feel the warmth coming off her pussy. I slide my leg between hers and push my thigh into her crotch, curious what she will do. As I had hoped, she started grinding against me.

“What a good, horny girl you are.” I growled in her ear.

She moans, “Thank you, Sir.”

I reach down between her legs and slip a finger between her pussy lips. She is soaking wet. Perfect, exactly how I like my sluts. I pull away, and she moans wantingly. Ha, she will have to work for it with me, unlike her cuck boyfriend, who is drooling in the corner behind me.

"Bryce, crawl over here; I have a question.” I snap my fingers for added impact. She smiled.

Bryce is immediately on the ground, scurrying over, and I realize how much fun this dynamic will be.

“Is your girlfriend turned on right now? Get very close and look, but no touching.”

He moves in close between her legs but obeys and does not touch.

"Yes, Sir, she is soaking wet, Sir.” He stammers.

“Does she get this way for you, Bryce?”

"No, Sir. Not even when I am putting in serious effort.”

"Hmm, good. Nice to have a baseline. Back to the corner with you.” I dismiss him with a flick of my wrist, and Sarah has a huge grin on her face still.

I grab hold of her cheeks and put a finger in her mouth. She starts to suck on me so sweetly; she seems actually skilled and eager about this. She continues till I pull away, making a tiny pop noise as my finger leaves her eager lips. I drag that finger down the front of her body and unceremoniously push it deep into her pussy. I love how she reacts and responds to each touch. Her pussy is wet but also so tight and warm—does she realize she is clenching against me? I wonder. I add another finger and give her a quick fuck, watching her face. It doesn’t take long before her head tilts back in pleasure, and I pull out. Bringing the fingers to her mouth to clean off for me.

“I want you to count for me, Sarah.” I say, bringing a hard smack down on her left ass cheek.

She gasps but says nothing, so I hit her again hard. “I said count, Sarah.” I say it sternly.

“Oh! One!”

I hit her hard again. "One, what, Sarah?”

“One Sir?”

"Better.” I continue to spank her, and she keeps counting like an obedient little slut. Her skin turns such a sexy shade of red, and it's easy to bring heat to the surface. She really seems to be enjoying herself as I spank her. Her nipples are hard; she is dripping down her thighs and whimpering her count out. I summon Bryce over again and instruct him to lick up off the floor any juices that drip from Sarah.

I grab a small plug, lube, and a flogger from the drawers and return to Sarah. I lube up the plug and put some on my fingers before massaging her asshole. She gasped and jumped a bit in surprise, but I slowly pushed forward. Starting with a finger before moving onto the tiny plug. I take my time, but I also apply consistent pressure. It’s not long before the plug is in place, filling one of Sarah's perfect holes.

“What a good anal whore! I am excited to train all of your holes more. Speaking of your holes, how is her pussy Bryce?"

“Absolutely soaking wet and perfect, Sir.” Bryce says this before dutifully licking up her wetness from the floor between her feet.

I grab hold of the flogger and give her a light warm-up across her ass, her thighs, and her breasts. Then I put some effort into each stroke, hurting her more and more. She moans and whimpers at first, but that soon turns to actual cries of discomfort and pain. Bryce still had lots of juice to lick, so she was clearly enjoying it somewhat. I focus on her ass and go hard until I hear Sarah cry out and wail for me to stop.

Something about a woman crying makes my cock rock hard—a sympathy boner. I drop the flogger to the floor and pull my cock out of my jeans. I line myself up behind Sarah and enter her cunt, taking what I have wanted this whole time. She gasps in pain and pleasure as I thrust inside her. She is soaking wet and warm, and I can feel the plug inside her ass. I reach around and fondle her breast, and I notice Bryce staring up at me. I smile rulefully and fuck her harder. Sarah is moaning in pleasure, and before I knew it, she asked me to cum.

“No. I slow down a bit, allowing her to recover. Take the blindfold slowly off her cuckold.” I snap at Bryce.

Following my orders, Sarah can now see the room and Bryce kneeling before her.

“Stare at Bryce Sarah and tell him how good I feel.” I order.

"Fuck, babe, he feels amazing; his cock hits all the right spots. I think this is the best fuck I have ever had. I am so close and eager to please him. Bryce I want him to fuck all my holes, to have me, and to own them. I want him to make you watch him fuck me whenever he pleases. This is amazing. I’m so close to cumming, please. Sir, please let me cum. Please make me cum like Bryce never has. Please Sir! Please.” Sarah says as she is slamming her ass hard against my hips, fucking me so hard.

I am on the edge myself, so I reach around and squeeze Sarah's breasts hard. She screams in pain, and it pushes me over the edge. I start to cum hard into Sarah's pussy. "Yes, slut cum hard for me now. Cum now.” I ordered. Sarah lets go and cums so hard. She is pulsing and quivering against my orgasming cock. A giant gush of juices coats her legs as she orgasms so hard.

She goes slack against her bondage, and I slip out of her. I untie Sarah and scoop her up in my arms and head for the bed.

“Clean up, cuckold.” I snap my finger, pointing to the mess on the floor and toys.

[I Obey]

The silence is loud - more?

[Rickwills87]

Yes please this is a fantastic story and kind of close to a situation I have had

[Azarialeigh]

Originally Posted by Rickwills87

Yes please this is a fantastic story and kind of close to a situation I have had

ah yes the slut would defiantly thrive in this environment, serving his mistress as she serves a real man!

[I Obey]

Sarah, Mark and Bryce - Sarah Perspective. Sorry it’s a short one.

I woke up in your arms and got a few moments to just relax with you before the day began. Before we knew it, there was a light knock at the door, and the beautiful woman summoned us downstairs. Making a quick stop to brush our teeth, we headed downstairs naked and curious to start the day. You were enjoying a nice spread of food at the table and invited us to join.

"Are you ready for another day of fun?” Sir says this with a mischievous look over his coffee.

“Yes Sir.”

“Good, Pet will show you to the barn then.” Sir summons the beautiful slave, and she escorts us to the barn.

It was a quick walk to the barn from the house, but it still felt exposing to be outside naked. I knew we had complete privacy, yet I still felt like I should cover myself while walking across the yard. Once at the barn, I see Pet pick up a bottle of sun screen and motion to me, may I? I nod and smile, and suddenly she is massaging lotion into me. I notice you smiling beside us, enjoying the show. I almost chided you but decided to let it slide. Sir will be here soon enough. Once I am all sunscreened, I return the favor to Pet. Her skin was so warm and soft, and she smelled so good, like lavender. I take my time, making sure to cover her completely. I help you with your hard to reach areas, but let you do it yourself otherwise. Sir strides in wearing blue jeans, a belt, a light cotton shirt, and some boots. A black leather whip coiled at his hip makes him look menancing.

He walked over to a wall of tac for horses and started selecting pieces. It dawned on me that there were no horses in this barn. He walked over to pet and rigged her up in a beautiful leather harness, a bit gag, and some strange-looking heels, or hoofs, more like it. There were bells and sweet leather ears. He bent her over, and I noticed him remove a plug already in her and replace it with one that had a long tail attached. She was transformed in front of me from girl to pony, and I was very wet.

Suddenly, Sir turned to me, and it was my turn. He was gentle, putting me into the leather harness and tightening it around my body. I heard the bells jingle. The bit gag fit tight in my mouth, and he put a leather head piece on me that included the ears but also had blinders. He passed me a pair of hoofs, and I slipped them on and took a tiny walk. It was easier to walk in them than I imagined. He stood back, looking very pleased.

"Stunning, just one last edition,” he said, grabbing a plug with a long red tail. Using lube, he inserted it into my tight ass, and I felt it stretch me a bit, feeling very snug in place. “Come here, girl,” he said, clicking his tongue at me. He led me towards a floor-length mirror, and I got sight of myself. Was it myself? This pony creature?

[subslaveboy63]

Great story Miss, please keep going!