A Rough Ride: Pony Girl Training in Latex and Leather by C. P. Mandara Page A

their relationship. Trying a different button along the bottom of the remote, which had faithfully doled out pain in different measures up until now, he hoped he'd hit the mother lode this time. The girl needed to learn a lesson. He was in charge and if he said cycle, she'd better cycle her little backside off or risk the consequences of frying it big style. As his finger punched the tab he heard an almighty shriek before Petal's body stiffened in shock and then slithered over the side of the bike. If her boots hadn't been locked in she'd have toppled over headfirst. Oh shit .
    Flying across the room, nearly tripping over his own feet, he tore the gag out of her mouth. He was supposed to have removed it before she got on the bike. Unbuckling her feet he lowered her to the floor. She was a bit heavier than he'd expected and they both tumbled rather abruptly. Feeling around for a pulse, he breathed a sigh of relief to discover she was indeed still alive. Phew. Then he looked at his prized gold Omega watch and clucked in annoyance. He'd promised she'd be back in the stables in ten minutes' time. She had five cocks to suck to completion as penance for yesterday's failure in the paddock, including his own, and she was supposed to spend an hour with Mistress Lupine and the dildos. That might have to wait until tomorrow. By the looks of her they'd need to be quick as she'd need a feed straight after he got her stabled up for the group session bedtime spanking. She could suck at the same time. Semen could be classed as food, too. There were fifteen calories per teaspoon, apparently, although she'd have to be a very busy girl to make a decent meal out of it.
    Grabbing a bucket of water from the low wooden shelf behind Petal, he tipped its contents over her face. Hopefully some would make it past the latex. It took two further buckets of cold water before she spluttered into life. 'Come on, Petal. There's no sleeping on the job. We frown on that kind of thing here. You've also successfully pissed me off because now I've covered you with water I'll be unable to shock you until tomorrow morning. We take health and safety very seriously here at Albrecht.' Kyle formed a growl in the back of his throat. 'Get on your hands and knees and follow me out to the stable. If you're a good girl you get to move on two feet but if you misbehave, you'll be crawling. Trotting upright is a privilege round these parts and you'd do well to remember that, horsie. OK, you've got cocks to suck and a bottom to be spanked.' Kyle sighed. 'I'd better not hear a sound out of your gob, either, or I will shock you, the water trickling around your body be damned. It would be a shame if you ended up in medical on our first night together, though.' He gave her a sour look to drive his point home.
    Striding on ahead, he didn't bother checking behind him to make sure she followed. Why should he bother, Jenny thought acidly, when she'd been chipped and wired up to blow? Seething, she barely had the energy to get up on her hands and knees, much less crawl, but somehow she made it out of the room and followed him towards the barn. She was speechless, but not because Kyle had ordered her to be. She simply could not form one coherent word in her head after the day's events, which weren't finished by a long shot by the looks of it. She had no idea how she was going to make it through the next five minutes, let alone complete the antics her new trainer had planned. If she'd thought things were bad before, she had no idea how bad things were going to get. Speaking of all things bad, her suit chose that moment to wake up and the dildo in her ass began to inflate with eye-watering pressure. The one in her pussy quickly followed suit and she wondered if there was any chance they might burst, what with all the air being pumped inside them. She could only be grateful that there was no vibration as yet.
    Crawling with her legs as wide as they could go, to relieve what pressure she