The Creation of A Ponygirl

The first night out, Caryn was given a triple dose of her potions, her nightly feed, and a chain to lock her into place for the night where she would remain immobile til the dawn. At the same time, she was kept where she could see everything that Mora could see and hear, while Mora could revel in the glorious treatment she was receiving from her wonderful master, who gave her every reason to feel totally loved and cared for, like any great pony should. Mora was obviously a wonderful warhorse as her loving master helped her to understand with undeniable lessons of love that demonstrated her master's firm belief in her loyalty, fidelity, and above all, acceptance of her proper place in life. Mora could no longer understand why she ever considered resisting, and she certainly could not understand Caryn's resistance. She decided it would be best if she bent her every effort to eliminating every bit of resistance that Caryn still felt like displaying, because Caryn herself would eventually thank her.

Caryn cried herself to sleep that first night out. She was so sad as she watched her companion totally succumb to the joys of utter submission. Mora was lost to her. She would no longer aid her in any form of resistance, and would no longer be an ally in fighting these loathsome little creatures who were taking over their lives. She had lost her tribe, her companions of the hunt, and now, the one companion who might help her resist the machinations of these despicable monsters that were determined to rule her future self. She knew that she had to keep fighting, but she was losing track of how she should go about it.

Mora was almost as happy as a whorse could be. She knew now that she was being groomed to serve exactly as a good mare should, but she was still unhappy, because her master felt that she was neglecting her duty, since she had yet to convince Caryn to be a happy whorse. Caryn was still putting up resistance and acting like there was something wrong with being a goblin's war ponygirl. Mora was sure she could change this state of affairs. After a night of loving with her master, and a night of suffering for Caryn, Mora would be allowed to have her way with her sister in the morning. Caryn would be so ready for love and so primed for ecstasy that she would never know what hit her. The two of them would then be powerful war whorses together.