The Stable Ch. 17 - Sex Stories

The Stable Ch. 17

... time to recover from the show, we start again. Looking nice, carrying heavier weight, more ponies..."

Peony shook her head and huffed in protest. The action earned her a lash which made her squeal. The welt was thick as the strap that had connected. Meant to cause discomfort, not leave a mark.

"I did not ask opinions from ponies, especially submissive ponies. If I get an answer, I will ask the pony in charge. Understand me, Peony? You put your faith in Rose, who put hers in me. You will do as you are told, and by doing that you get to stay with Rose. Comment out of turn again and you will remember what it is like to be alone in a stall at night."

Peony, terrified at the thought, was cowed. She sank back, looking at Rose who spared her a side glance before nodding her head. Put in her place, Peony stepped back and waited.

"That's a good pony." Pete encouraged Peony now she was displaying proper behavior. "Do you want tack or sleep?"

Rose shook her head and motioned to the tack sitting outside their stall. Seeing the gesture Pete nodded and took it down from the wall. He separated the ponies as he fit them with the tack and then hooked them back together.

"Rose sets the pace, Peony, you just have to keep up. Perhaps another time this will be about how much you want, but from your earlier comment, this is all about Rose. If you cannot keep up and I have to pull you out, I will lash you until she is done. Understood?"

Peony knew she would be lashed by the ...

... end of the workout. Rose could always outrun her with tack. But, cowed by the comments, she nodded and tapped a hoof.

"Good girls, let's go." Pete snapped the long whip that didn't touch Rose's leg, but the second one striped Peony. Another reminder of her station.

Rose took off at a good pace, already starting to breathe in gasps. She chased her releases, screaming out one as she demanded that Peony keep up. The submissive pony found herself reacting only after her dominate did, no matter how much build up she had, it wasn't until Rose was screaming could her own release be sated.

But at Rose's pace, Peony knew she was in for a long run, and many, many lashes before retiring to her stall that night.

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Violet found herself alone in her section of the stable. Her trainer had said that until there were more ponies, she could be given a larger space to occupy and practice. However, being given the space Kim expected her to practice, to try to come up with new things.

Thinking, a skill only a pony was allowed. Heifers were dominated by their cunts, and only thought of breeding. Ponies were given jobs, thoughts, and some autonomy. But they were held to a higher standard than other livestock and took the punishments if they didn't measure up.

Violet paced in the hallway, seeing six other stalls that could have other ponies as soon as more were had. When bringing her back to her stall, Kim had noticed in her performance ...