Pony training

Mindy tested out the resistance of the shiny leather straps binding her arms. They had very little give and felt like they were connected to the harness, making her entire upper body feel restricted. While her upper torso was confined in leathers, her lower section felt all the more naked, save for the dull pressure of a the butt plug. Mindy swished her ass and felt the pony tail flap gently against her butt cheeks.

"One more thing," Mrs. Winthrop said as she picked up the last of her items from the floor.

It was a pair of thigh high black leather boots to complete the ensemble. Mindy let her mistress slip her feet inside and zip them up. Instead of heels, Mindy found herself standing on a pair of hooves. The pony girl struggled to keep balance on the things.

"Now, the first lesson is to walk like a pony," Mrs. winthrop said. She guided Mindy to the tub in the center of the room, "You will walk in a circle around the tub."

It seemed easy enough to do. Mindy confidently took a step forward and instanly fell down on her face. Fortunately her front hooves braced the fall.

"Mmf!" she squeaked as she hit the ground.

"Mmph?!" she yelped as a sharp jolt struck her backside.

Sally Winthrop walked into the girl's field of view carrying a small item in her hand that looked like a miniature broom made with strips of leather for the brushes. Sally waved the itemin front of the girls, "This is a flogger. When you fail to do as instructed, I will use it. Consider it your stick. As for your carrot; the sooner you complete your lessons, the sooner you get out of the suit."

Mindy grumbled in her gag which had gradually been building up in saliva faster than could swallow and had started to leak out of the sides of her mouth. Her protests went unheard as her mistress walked out of view and gave the girl's rump another sting.

"Now back on your feet!"

The sting dulled to a warm throbbing as Mindy got back up. Her blood ran down to the afflicted regions, pulsing noticeably in her lower regions. Mindy put these sensations aside and attempted to walk. She wobbled a bit but managed to keep her balance enough to complete the circle.

"Good!" Winthrop announced in a pleased tone, "Another lap around the pool. Make it a trot!"

Mindy wasn't sure exactly what the mistress expected from a trot, but tried to emulate a pony as she quickly stumbled her way around the tub. She almost whinied when the flog caught her backside again and felt a pang of embarassment along with the pain.

"Straighten up! Your form is terrible! I want to hear those hooves clop in a one-two beat!"

Mindy bit down on the gag and straightened up. She soon found her equilibrium and rhythym by the third lap around. Her chest was visibly moving up and down as she was breathing a bit harder from the faster pace. Mrs. Winthrop seemed satisfied with the display.

"Now the next step will be the cantor," the head maid explained, "You will lift your right leg up, bent at the knee, then take a step, then repeat with the left leg. One loop, let's go."

Winthrop slapped the side of her own leg to signal Mindy to begin. Mindy jolted at the sound of leather to skin and took a step forward.

"No!"

A sharp whip left a bright red mark on the girl's right cheek. She yelped and reactivley straightened up, causing her to lose her balance and fall over.

"Again! Knees high, move quickly!"

Mindy quickly got back on her feet to avoid further punishment and attempted to cantor. She managed to balance herself better and was making some headway around the tub. She began noticing that the start and stop motions of the cantor was causing her tail to swish back and forth between her legs, brushing up softly against her pussy. She was enjoying the tickling so much, she became tempted to intentionally fail in order to start over again.