Mindy displays her obedience

The thought wavered as a flick of the switch snapped the air behind her, bringing her focus back to doing as she was told. She cantored as best as she could, head held up, back straight and knees lifted high in a marching step. Mindy's eyes could not see her instructor but the light whips to her backside reminded her of the presence. She felt a stream of fluid creeping down her inner thigh and suddenly felt a shock of panic, thinking it may be blood. She continued to step in pace for her mistress and felt no pain from a cut, so calmed down and accepted that the juices were from her excitement at this display. The blonde pony girl feared this evidence of her excitement may be cause for more punishment from the mistress, so did her best to hide it while circling the ring path she had been walking.

"Stop!" Mrs. Winthrop ordered. Mindy halted and turned to the mistress.

Mrs. Winthrop stood in place and looked over the girl. The elder woman then stepped up closer and drew a finger over Mindy's backside, sliding it up the side of Mindy's bare skin. Winthrop held up the finger to analyze.

"Seems you're getting quite a workout," she said as she rubbed the sweat away between her finger and thumb. She observed Mindy's heaving chest, "Well, we're going to have to condition you better than that. You're going to gallop now. Five... no, ten laps around the tub!"

The lady flicked her lash to send Mindy running before she could protest. Mindy trotted then galloped, doing her best to stay on her feet at the accelerated speed. It was like trying to balance on stilts while jogging and Mindy didn't last long before falling over. There was a sharp crack and sting on her backside that made her wince and get back to her feet as quickly as she could. She ran another lap before she stumbled again. She was already tensing up to receive her punishing blow. It stung the same spot on her behind and she was back on her feet and running, holding back tears. The third time she fell, she quickly got up, just missing the swing of the crop. Sally Winthrop smiled and let her run.

By lap ten, Mindy was hunched over and breathing heavily through her nose. Globs of drool splattered over the floor forming a puddle with her sweat drops. Her leg muscles here burning from constantly keeping her balance as well as the run. She didn't dare look up at Mrs. Winthrop, fearing a new task the moment she did. It wouldn't save her though, as Winthrop snapped her to attention with another sharp lash of the flog.

"Well, you've managed to learn the basics," Winthrop said.

Mindy sighed with relief, relaxing her shoulders.

"So now it's time to put them all together to show me what you've learned."

Mindy groaned and slumped her shoulders. Sally slapped herself on the thigh with the flog to get the pony girl's attention. The blond straightened up and listened.

"Walk."

Mindy walked.

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By the end of the session, Winthrop had put Mindy through the paces. She could switch between any of the four different gaits at the call of her mistress. Her balance had improved to a point where she no longer struggled to keep herself vertical as she switched from a cantor to a trot to a gallop and back again. She was actually feeling a little prideful in her achievement, the biggest being no punishment from her mistress for the last half hour. She was determined to keep this record going as long as she could, even if it meant holding in the pee that was pushing against her bladder for the last twenty minutes.

The blond's kegel muscles were getting as much workout as her legs with all the movement she has been doing. The worst was standing still though as the pressure intensified when she stopped moving. She stood in front of her mistress, legs trembling.

Mrs. Winthrop looked down at the wobbling legs, "Is there something wrong, girl?"

Mindy looked down.

Winthrop tilted her head, "Do you need to pee?"

Mindy nodded enthusiastically as her body now noticeably began bobbing up and down to show her urgency.

Mrs. Winthrop looked at the girl sternly, "You do not pee unless I give permission. Understood?"

Mindy nodded, less enthusiastically. She crossed her legs and bit on her gag, feeling the pressure of the tides threatening to break along with the disapproving eyes looking down on her. She looked pleadingly at her mistress while doing her best to remain still.

Sally Winthrop looked on at the girl for several agonizing moments. Finally, she gave a curt nod, "You may go now."

Mindy turned run for the toilet.

"Wait!"

Mindy fell to her knees, quivering and barely able to contain herself. She turned her body and head to face her mistress again.

"You may go here," Sally pointed to the ground.

Mindy couldn't wait anymore anyways. She let go. The warm stream washed over her thighs and knees, creating a river down toward the drain in the center of the room. Mindy shivered in embarrassment as Mrs. Winthrop watched her relieve herself. She hung her head down and closed her eyes as she exhaled, the pressure draining from her.

Mindy felt a stroking of her hair. She looked up to see Mrs. Winthrop in front of her.

"Why the embarrassment? You are an animal. Animals are not embarrassed by doing what's natural."

Mindy nodded, still feeling ashamed.

Mrs. Winthrop unstrapped the gag, spilling more bodily fluids from the young blonde. Mindy felt pathetic sitting in a pool of her own making. She sat there meekly as her mistress unstrapped the arm bindings and harness, removed her hooved boots and left her naked again. Mindy felt small, insignificant, unimportant. She wallowed in her own worthlessness as Sally took a sponge and soaked it in the tub before using it on the girl's skin.

Mindy woke up from her depressed state to notice that Mrs. Winthrop as sullied her own dress to kneel down next to her. She was looking her boss eye to eye and received a warm smile as her superior washed away the sweat and spittle and mess that covered her body. She let the lady clean her silently. The floor was then washed away clean and the elder woman had the slave girl sit on a stool to get her hair brushed.

They looked at her in the mirror when Sally was done. The raven haired head maid smiled warmly, "There is hope for you yet, girl."

Mindy returned a smile smile, "Thank you, mistress."

Sally tilted Mindy's head back and planted a kiss on the girl's lips for a solid five seconds. She released the kiss and caressed the freshly brushed blonde locks, "Take the rest of the day for yourself. I'll have new instructions for you tomorrow morning."

"Yes mistress."

Mindy felt a rush of relief and pride. The surprise kiss from her boss left her a little dizzy and hopeful for more of that in the future. She felt her heart racing inside her. She had successfully met the approval of Mrs. Winthrop at last. She watched the woman leave and vowed to keep impressing her.