1. The Stable Ch. 18


    Date: 5/6/2024, Categories: Fetish, Author: byNScioli 

    ... what her trainer had said she stomped her hoof on the ground. "Acceptable, pony. Now, let's get your punishment over with so we can possibly starting training."

The first stripe caused Tulip to scream as it landed on her ass, above the plug. The pony was unaccustomed to pain and this was quite a shock. She struggled in her restraints to no avail. The second was under the plug on her ass but no softer. Her trainer was making a point.

By the fifth stripe Tulip was sobbing in pain. Every strike caused her to scream and struggle only to be shown the futility of her actions. Without her hands she could not assist herself in freeing herself, and her arm restraints

On the seventh Tulip was trying to sag in her restraints but unable to lower herself any further because of the contact at her bridle. Her throat was raw from screaming and her eyes had tears flowing freely. She tried to beg her trainer to stop, to have mercy, that it was too much, but couldn't make the words heard.

"Only three more, pony. I hope you are thinking about your behavior. You were trying to hurt me, and that makes me angry. This is your punishment. I see your tears and hear your screams, but have you thought about why it is happening and what you can do to not have it happen again? Be a good pony, do what I tell you and life would be better. Let's get through this and maybe I will show you what a good pony looks like. But, you have three more strikes."

By the last stripe Tulip was ...
    ... inconsolable with pain and sobbed freely. She hung as well as she could from the gag in her mouth and trembled as Whitney approached. Tulip gave a whimper of apology to her trainer.

"It's all right pony. It's over." Whitney consoled her without touching her. "However, if you ever consider trying to be aggressive toward me again, this will feel like a warm blanket of comfort. Now, let's see if you can walk."

Tulip sobbed as, after her ordeal, she was expected to continue to perform. Whitney unhooked her from the frame of the door and held one side in her hand while wielding the cane in the other.

Having learned a lesson from the experience, Tulip concentrated on putting one hoof in front of the other, trying to learn how to walk in her hooves. Whitney didn't rush her walking, just let the pony feel out the hooves and how they reacted to her steps. She moved but kept one eye on the trainer who had reprimanded her so harshly and the wicked cane in her hand.

"If you do not give me a reason to use this, I won't. This is to correct misbehaving ponies. The guidance whips are much gentler, but you tried to raise a hoof to me, and I had to tell you that it was unacceptable." Whitney explained. "I want to put it down, but right now I can't trust you. After our walk and I take you back to your stall, the next time, I will not have the cane. It is another opportunity to show me how good of a pony you are. Now, let's try a little faster, just a little."

Tulip picked up the pace, not ...
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