A Pony for Her Sweet Sixteen - Sex Stories

A Pony for Her Sweet Sixteen

... pulled out two of their teeth,” he continues with a laugh.

“Yes,” says Wilber. “I’m getting quite good at dentistry. The trick is to make sure the pony girl is tightly restrained ‘cause I don’t use any anesthetic.”

Laura stares closely at her friends. The bits jammed in their mouths push back the corners of their lips into hideous parodies of smiles. Their pretty faces are even more distorted. Wilber has fastened a tight black leather strap around the top of each girl’s head. It has a small silver ring sewn at the centre of her forehead. Two silver chains run from the ring down the girl’s face between her eyes to the ends of metal hooks that painfully pull up her nostrils.

Laura looks at her parents. She can’t understand how they can calmly accept what her uncle and cousin have done to her friends. Instead of being repelled, her father appears delighted. Uncle Arthur tells Waldo to stop the girls for a moment so that they can take a closer look at them. The ponygirls stop and stand still. Laura and her parents come up to them. The girls are all about the same height – two inches shorter than Laura’s five foot six. However, with their boots forcing then on their toes, they are the same height as Laura. Each girl has a one-inch golden ring in each of her nipples. Mr. Gibson goes up to Mary. Kim stands on her right side and Susan her left. He hooks his fingers into her nipple rings. With a nasty smile he pulls, stretching the poor girl’s breasts “Mary,” he says. “I ...

... remember you coming over to our house in the summertime. You always wore a T-shirt and no bra. I’m sure you did it to get me excited. Well, you did you little cock-tease. I was fascinated by the way your hard little nips pressed against the thin fabric. I wondered what color they were. Now I know--pink.” While he was speaking, he continued to pull on the teens breast nubbins until they were stretched a full inch from her titties. His pulling has re-opened the fresh wounds made to her titty buds when the rings were pushed through them earlier that day. Blood oozes down her breasts. Mr. Gibson doesn’t care.

While her daddy is torturing her friend’s breasts, Wilber leads Laura behind the girls so that she can inspect their backsides. Each girl’s arms have been forced behind her back. She has been made to grasp her elbow with her hand so that her forearms are parallel. From fingertip to elbows, her arms are trapped in a single, tightly laced black leather sleeve. Uncle Arthur explains that ponies don’t have hands and neither do ponygirls. Laura is so shocked by the sight of her friends in this bizarre bondage that only now does she realize that the long, straight hair that had been the pride and joy of each girl has been cut from her head. Wilber and his father have used each girl’s hair to fashion a tail. He fastened her tresses to a long butt plug that they have shoved deep into the girl’s asshole. In fact, the hair was attached to an “S”- shaped rod that protrudes from the end ...