Another visit to the farm

On Thursday evening, Jenna pulled into the farm's driveway. She had come from a volleyball game, a close win over Stone Canyon High, and her hair was still damp from her quick shower. She parked near the largest barn which served as Angelise's main training arena she went inside she found four of the staff standing near the beautiful African-American woman, who was kneeling and completely naked. The only things she wore were a leather collar, and the bright red ball gag that filled her mouth, and ensured her silence she marched up to Angelise, roughly grabbed her chin, and **** her to look up at her. "Listen up, bitch. Your mistress will be here shortly to check your progress and give me insight into how she wants you trained. You will be obedient, and you will show her respect," Jenna said as she removed the ball gag from Angelise's mouth. "If you don’t, you will be punished very harshly. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes, Miss Jenna," Angelise replied.

A few minutes later, Felicia entered the barn with a tall blonde with long slightly waving hair and green eyes at her side. She was dressed in a black tee shirt with a short, lightweight brown leather jacket over top, snugly fitting denim jeans that accentuated her ass perfectly, a brown leather belt, and brown leather riding boots that her jeans had been tucked into.

"Miss Michaels, this is Haylie Cambell, Angelise's mistress. Miss Cambell, Jenna Michaels, the woman overseeing your ****'s training," Felicia said as she introduced the two women.

"Miss Cambell, nice to meet you," Jenna said offering her hand.

"A pleasure, Miss Michaels. But please, call me Haylie," Haylie replied as she took Jenna’s hand. "Your father spoke quite highly of you. He said something about you training a substantial group of slaves of your own?"

"That’s right, and please, call me Jenna."

"Jenna it is then," Haylie said with a smile. "I appreciate you taking this one on, normally I'd train her myself, but I am so busy with work now that it isn't an option time-wise."

"I see," Jenna said with a nod. "Would you like to inspect Angelise?" she asked as she motioned to the kneeling woman.

"I'd love to," Haylie said as she turned her attention to Angelise. "Stand up girl and present yourself to me."

"Yes, Mistress," Angelise said as she stood up. She placed her feet shoulder-width apart, and her hands on the back of her head with her fingers interlocked. Haylie walked in slow circles around Angelise, her green eyes scanning every inch of the African-American woman's body. Jenna wasn't quite sure if she was watching someone appreciating a work of art or a predator, preparing to pounce as it closed in for the kill.

"I see you have kept her in shape and properly shaved as well," Haylie said as she first **** her fingertips across Angelise's stomach, then cupped her pussy. Jenna allowed herself a small smile when Angelise didn't flinch at Haylie's touch.

"As I keep my own slaves," Jenna said as she eagerly waited to see what Haylie would do next.

"I trust she is learning to be a competent pussy eater?"

"Yes, we give her a time target to make another woman cum by or a minimum time she must pleasure another woman before she makes her cum. If she fails to meet her target, she is punished," Jenna replied with a satisfied smile.

"Very good. I'd like her trained to do household work as well, cooking, cleaning, laundry, and so on."

"We'll incorporate it into her training immediately, Miss Cambell," Felicia said before Jenna could reply.

"Good, one other thing. I'd also like her trained as a ponygirl. I always wanted a pony as a little girl and now I have a home with empty stables. I assume you can train ponygirls here?"

"We can indeed," Jenna replied with a broad smile. She was genuinely excited at the prospect of training Angelise to be a ponygirl. “I assume since you want her to do housework as well she will not be a full-time ponygirl?”

“Yes, that is correct.”

“Are there any other skills you’d like her to have?”

“Not that I can think of,” Haylie said with a slight shrug. “If I think of anything I’ll let you know when I visit again in a couple of weeks. I hope that will be enough time for her to give me a demonstration of her skills.”

“Absolutely.”

“Then I will leave you to it,” Haylie said again offering her hand to Jenna. “Thank you for taking her on.”

“My pleasure,” Jenna said with a smile as the two women shook hands again. When Haylie left, Jenna turned to face Felicia. “Get her to bed early,” she said pointing to Angelise. “I’ll be back at five tomorrow morning. We’ll start her ponygirl training before I go to school,” Jenna instructed as she turned to head to her car.

“Of course, Jenna. We’ll see you in the morning.”

"Maybe this was a mistake," Jenna said to herself with a slight laugh as she waited for the coffee maker to finish. By the time she had finished her homework, it had been nearly midnight. It was now just after 4:30. The machine beeped five times signaling that it was done brewing coffee. "How do people do this?" she thought as she grabbed a large insulated travel mug as well as a coffee mug from the cupboard just above the coffee maker. She poured coffee into the travel mug and put the lid on before filling the coffee mug.

She inhaled the scent of the coffee from the mug, her mouth watering at the smell of the notes of smoked butterscotch as she sat down at the kitchen table. She took a long slow drink of her coffee. The hot slightly bitter liquid spread a soothing warmth through her and chased off her lingering sleepiness. With a content sigh, she set the mug down and looked at her plate. She licked her lips as she picked up a fork and cut into the freshly made spinach, ham, black olive, and feta cheese omelet she had made for herself.

At the farm, Angelise had been woken and taken from her cell to a slightly smaller building than the large barn where the majority of her training had taken place. Her heart sank when she saw that the building was comprised mostly of a large dirt floor surrounded by a concrete path that went around the building. At the center of the dirt floor was a large post with a long arm coming off of it, and at the end of the arm was a long leather lead. A few doors dotted the walls leading to rooms she was sure she didn't want to visit. Near one of the doors, was a padded saw horse. A woman with short blonde hair dressed in a red polo shirt, snugly fitting khaki pants, and knee-high brown leather riding boots emerged from one of the doors.

"This the new pony?" the blonde asked as she approached Angelise, Felicia, and the three other guards with them.

"Yes, she is," Jenna replied with a smile and in a sing-song tone. She was excited to see what would happen.

"Alright, girl," the blonde said as she firmly gripped Angelise's chin. "I am going to teach you how to behave when your mistress wants you to be a ponygirl. You will learn to properly prance, trot, and gallop. You will learn to properly communicate as a ponygirl. When I allow you to speak, you will address me as Stable Mistress, is that clear?" When Angelise didn’t answer the blonde’s hand dropped from Angelise’s chin, only to move in a tight ark so fast that Jenna almost missed it.

“Damn,” Jenna thought as she fought back a laugh as the sound of the blonde slapping Angelise across the face echoed through the building.

“I asked you a question, bitch,” the blonde said as she again gripped Angelise’s chin. “I want an answer,” she added speaking slowly.

“Y-yes, Stable Mistress,” Angelise replied, her voice trembling ever so slightly.

“Get her dressed,” the blonde said without taking her eyes off Angelise. For a brief moment, there was no movement, then Felicia snapped her fingers and the guards quickly set to work. Two of them went into the room the blonde had emerged from. When they reappeared, one carried a bondage harness made of pink leather straps, and a pair of black leather knee-high boots with horse hooves at the bottom. The other carried a head harness also made of pink leather. It had a built-in black bit gag, a pair of pink rubber horse ears, two white plastic blinders at the sides, and a large white feather plume at the center of the top band of leather.

The guards worked together and quickly had Angelise in the harness which framed and accentuated her breasts and pussy perfectly. Then one guard placed Angelise’s feet into the boots and zipped them up the back of her legs. While this was happening, another guard secured the head harness in place. Once their work was done, they stepped aside and let the blonde inspect their work. Satisfied the blonde simply motioned to the sawhorse.

“Rrro!” Angelise screamed into her bit gag as two of the guards **** her over the sawhorse. When she began to struggle, the blonde gave her two hard swats on the ass, Angelise settled fearing making the punishment she believed she was about to receive worse.

As the two guards secured Angelise to the sawhorse, the blonde stepped back into the room she had emerged from, holding an anal plug with darkly colored faux hair arranged like a ponytail. She kept them hidden from Angelise’s view as she put a generous amount of lube on the anal plug. Without warning, she began to insert it into Angelise’s ass. The woman’s muffled screams and grunts of discomfort filled the room as the blonde penetrated her ass with the plug. Once it was fully inserted, she tugged on the tail to ensure it was secure. “Stand her up and bring her to the center of the arena.” the blonde said to the two guards as she walked towards the dirt-floored area of the barn dug her phone out of her pocket and sent a text.

Following the blonde’s orders, the two guards released Angelise from the sawhorse but kept firm grips on her as they **** her toward the center of the barn. At first, Angelise was shocked at how easy standing in the oddly shaped boots was. But with her first step, her amazement turned to horror. The boots made a pronounced clip-clop with each step she took. As they neared the post at the very center of the room movement at the entranceway caught Angelise’s attention. A brunette dressed similarly to the blonde entered in one hand she held a long thing whip, in the other a long leather lead, and behind her being led on the lead attached to a bit gag was a tall redhead with creamy white skin dressed in a black and red leather bondage harness, black boots identical to Angelie’s a red leather head harness with rubber horse hears and plastic blinders. From across the room, Angelise could hear the clip-clop of the redhead’s boots as she lifted her knees high, then flicked her foot out almost as if kicking the air before setting her foot on the ground taking an elegant elongated step and repeating the process. For a moment, Angelise marveled at the redhead. She kept her back straight, her shoulders back, and her head high almost with pride as she moved behind the brunette. As they neared a faint glint caught Angelise’s eye. She let out a gasp through her gag when she realized the redhead had an anal plug filling her ass as well, and attached to her anal plug was a faux hair ponytail that closely matched the shade of her hair. The brunette and redhead stopped just feet from where Angelise now stood.

“We will start with communication. All a pony needs to be able to communicate is a simple ‘yes’ and ‘no,’” the blonde said as she paced in front of Angelise. She stopped and turned to the redhead. “Ginger, are you ready to help this new pony learn?” Angelise watched as the redhead, who she now knew answered to ‘Ginger,’ snorted through her nose and stomped her right foot twice. “You are?” again the redhead snorted and stomped her right foot twice. “Are you going to do a bad job of demonstrating and need a whipping?” This time Ginger snorted and stomped her right foot only once. “Are you sure?” Ginger snorted and stomped her right foot twice.

“Oh, God, this is humiliating,” Angelise thought as the blonde slowly turned to face her.

“Are you ready to learn to be a good pony?” Angelise stared at the woman, tears beginning to sting her eyes. She snorted, slowly lifted her right foot, and stomped it to the ground before lifting it and stomping again. “Good girl,” the blonde said as she stroked Angelise’s side as if she were petting an actual horse. “For today, will focus on prancing. If you can’t do that properly, you won’t be able to trot or gallop.”

The blonde pointed at the post. With a nod, the brunette led the redhead over to the post and removed the lead from her gag before she clipped the lead hanging down from the arm of the post to the redhead’s gag. The brunette stepped away leaving the redhead standing perfectly still. Angelise watched wide-eyed as the brunette measured out the whip, then with a skilled flick of her wrist, snapped it against the Ginger’s ass. The redheaded pony grunted into her gag as she began to walk just like before.

“Whoa Ginger,” the brunette said softly as she grabbed Ginger’s lead and brought the ponygirl to a stop. She undid the lead attached to the post and replaced it with the one she had led her in on. ”Good girl, Ginger,” the brunette said as she led the ponygirl away.

“Now you,” the blonde said as she took the whip from the brunette with one hand and pointed at the post with the other. The guards **** Angelise over to the post and clipped the lead to one of the small D-rings at the side of her bit gag. Without warning, the blonde snapped the whip against Angelise’s ass making her scream into her gag. Instinct took over and she began to move away from the pain. She had **** but to go where the arm allowed and move around the post. “Knees higher, flick your foot out!” the blonde yelled and snapped the whip against Angelise’s ass once again as she passed by.

For nearly an hour and a half, Jenna watched Angelise learn to prance like a proper ponygirl. She left the farm and arrived at the school just as the building opened for the day, well before her first class started. After entering the building she made her way to Mia’s room where the enslaved teacher, Bethany, Elissa, and now Lexi waited for her. As she stepped in she turned and locked the door behind her assuring they would not be interrupted.

“Inspection time,” Jenna said with a beaming smile. Mia lifted her skirt revealing her clean-shaven pussy as the twins pulled down their short denim shorts and Lexi lifted her skirt. “Very good, Mia,” Jenna said as she cupped her hand over Mia’s pussy and finding it perfectly smooth. “Bethany, good girl,” she said as she felt Bethany’s pussy. “Nice job Elissa,” she said before moving on to Lexi. The tall slender brunette was still not used to such treatment and averted her tear-filled eyes as Jenna moved in front of her. Jenna slowly moved the backs of her fingers over Lexi’s pussy moving them from the bottom to the top. Jenna smiled as she felt the prickle of a few stray stubbly hairs against her fingers. “Lexi, you need to do a better job. You will be punished when you get to my lake house tonight.”

What punishment will Lexi get? Answer in comments.

A) Hot wax

B) Orgasm denial

C) **** Orgasms

D) Bound in an uncomfortable position and put on display

E) Something else. What?