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THE TRAINING OF A PONY GIRL CHAPTER 1 This story is about a "she male" being trained to enter and run races as a pony girl in Ballet Boots. These are her trials, tribulations, and experiences during her training and while competing in the races. There is a lot fetish gear worn in the story, and spiced with a little XXX rated sex every now and then! The flight to the west coast was long, and I was able to catch a short nap on the flight. Upon landing Mistress Ann and Dr. Tom (Master Tom) met me at the gate, where we hugged and renewed or relationship in earnest. After we retrieved my suitcase, we headed out to the parking garage, picked up Toms car, and headed to their house. It was about 5 PM when we arrived at their home. There was a caterer's van parked in the driveway, along with half a dozen other cars. Mistress Ann surprised me with a surprise. "We invited several guest for a 'Welcome Home Party' for you." I was very surprised that they felt so close to me to have a party for my arrival. When we entered the house, I saw some of the people that we had "partied" with on my last visit, and several others that I had never met, but many would play a major or minor part in my training, I was to learn later. There must have been at least 35 people attending this party. Of course the Caterer, named Charles, was just finishing setting out the last of the food, and then went over to Master Tom and talked to him for a brief minute. Tom came over to me and told me that Charles was eager to get his "Tip" same as before, and would I be so kind as to "satisfy" him. I was a little shocked that Tom was asking me rather than ordering me to give him a "Blow Job"! I thought about it for a few seconds, and decided that I should at least save Tom the expense of a "Tip" to the caterer. I asked Tom, "Where should I do it?" Tom responded, "Right here in the dining room!" I hung my head in shame, knowing that it would be embarrassing doing it in front of everyone. But Tom spoke up as said that I could take Charles over to the corner of the dinning room where it would be a little more private. I conceded that I would do it, but begged Tom not to make a big deal of it, thinking that I could slip quietly over to Charles, take him by the hand and slip over to the far corner of the room without anyone noticing what I was doing. I sidled up to Charles, took his hand and lead him into the far corner of the room. I dropped to my knees, unbuckled Charles pants, and slid them down along with his underpants and let his cock free to dangle in front of my face. Charles immediately hollered out, "Here she goes, ready to suck my cock!" Everyone stopped talking, looked over to the corner of the dinning room, as a hush fell over the room. I was so embarrassed, but knew that I had to finish the job, and the faster the better! I could only think of one thing to say to keep my innocence in tack..... "It's been so long since I did this I am not too sure I know how to do it!" I heard many of the on lookers guffaw, and laugh, and make many off color remarks. So, I just settled down to do my best. I slowly let my tongue slide up his cock several times allowing my barbell pierced tongue to flip against the helmet of his cock head and spring up against my nose. Then I opened my mouth wide, and drove my mouth deep onto his cock, and closed my lips real tight against the base of his cock. I held it there for a few seconds and rubbed my tongue across his shaft. It was at that moment that I felt his cock suddenly start to grow bigger in my mouth. I just love the feeling of a nice big cock grow to its fullest size while buried in my mouth. It gave me renewed vigor to finish the job as fast as possible. I bobbed my heads up and down his shaft as fast as possible and in only a minute or so, I felt him start to breath deep and fast. I knew he would only last a few more seconds. I also suspected that he never had a Blow job since the last time I did him four months earlier. Sure enough, within about 10 more seconds he moaned real loud, and shot his load deep into my mouth! As soon as he recovered from the climax, he told everyone, "Heather gives the best Blow jobs ever!" And I heard several of my past recipients holle,r "Hear! Hear," and the crowd started clapping. Tom then announced, "The buffet is ready, enjoy!" The group slowly formed a line along the buffet table, so I took the time to wander along the line and greet everyone there that I knew from my last visit. While I was doing that, Tom and Ann followed me and introduced me to those that I had not met before. The first person that I was introduced to was Mistress Domino, Mistress Ann told me that Domino was the owner of a horse ranch upstate. We would be visiting her in 9 to 10 months to use her facilities to complete my training. It would be the first time that I would be able to run on a "sanctioned" legal track that she owned. We would use it to learn and train how to pull the cart with Ann in it. My first reaction was to tell Mistress Ann that I was not sure that I could even learn to walk in those ballet boots let alone pull a cart... especially with Ann in it! She just smiled at me and said, "With my training, you WILL learn, to not only learn to walk, but to run, and pull me in the cart!" I realized that she was dead set on my learning this new task....or else! It sent shivers down my spine! While wandering along the line of guests, I meet many of the people that I had meet on my previous visit. First there was Jack and Mona a post op TG, the couple that I met at the drag bar. I was very surprised to hear Jack say to Ann, when will I be able to experience another "Blow Job" from Heather? Ann did not miss a beat, and asked if Mona would be agreeable to allowing Heather to perform that task. Mona spoke up and told Ann, "I do not give blow jobs since that is the job of sluts." Ann retorted, "Well, Heather is just the slut to do that!" They both laughed, and I knew then that Jack was going to be my next task. Next in line was Jackie, the girl from the beauty parlor. She was dressed and with make up to die for, and a hair do that was fabulous. I asked her if she would do my make-up and hair sometime soon. She said, "It will be my pleasure, what is your desire, innocent and stylish, or bold and slutty?" My response was, "What ever Mistress Ann wishes!" "Wise choice," she responded. A little farther down the line was Lolita the transgender waitress from the drag bar. The first thing she asked me was I going to come to the bar sometime soon. I responded naturally, "That depended on Mistress Ann." She smiled and said, "I certainly do hope so!" Next in line was another couple that I introduced my self to. The gentleman introduced himself as Dr. Timothy Thomas and his lovely wife Joan. I had a hard time responding at first since Joan was visibly well endowed with an excess of cleavage barely covered by her deep plunging Vee neckline dress. I could not keep from staring with my mouth agape, they must have been at least DD's. And to top that off, it was obvious that she was not wearing a bra since her nipples stuck out through the flimsy material of her dress. My lewd expression must have been obvious since Joan smiled, placing her hand under her breasts and informed me, "These are the work of my husband, like I am the 'walking advertisement' of his breast enlargement skills!" She giggled a little at that remark. Needless to say, she was stunning and her breasts were out of this world. Just then Tom walked up to us and started to introduce me when Dr. Thomas interrupted saying, "We have already introduced ourselves, and Heather is obviously enthralled with my handywork here on Joan. Is this the young 'girl' you mentioned that is in need of breast augmentation?" Tom agreed, and asked, "When can we schedule the procedure?" Dr. Thomas responded, "Well, let me look at her development to see what we have to work with." Fortunately I was wearing a knit halter top with no bra, so it was easy to pull up my top and show him. Tom was quick to inform the Doctor/surgeon, "Notice that Heather is very shy and so demure," with a noticeable laugh. Dr Thomas, "Yes she is, just like my wife Joan here." They both laughed while Joan and I showed a little embarrassment. Dr. Thomas inspected my breast development, then reached his hand close to my breast and asked, "May I touch?" I just nodded my head a little shyly. He did a quick exploration around each developing breast. Then rendered his professional opinion, "I would prefer to wait at least three months before the operation to let the hormones do their thing! Beside, I am booked up for the next ten weeks. So let me return to my office Monday morning, I will check my schedule and call you Tom with the counseling date and the surgery date. At that time, you will let me know what size you want the end results to achieve." Tom smiled and said, "I am thinking DD's if that is possible." Just then Ann walked up and heard the conversation, and responded, "Not on your life will she get DD breasts, a size 'B' is plenty! Just remember, Heather will need to loose weight so she can be trained as a pony girl, and she does not need to have an additional five pounds of silicone weighting her down!" Tom spoke up and said, "Well she needs a little more than 'B' cups to show off her nipple rings!" Ann thought about that and agreed and said, "Okay, she can have 'C' size breasts, but that is as big as she needs to have!" Dr. Thomas explained that the difference in 'B' to 'C' cups would only add and additional 3 ounces of weight each. And that the total weight for 'C' cups would only add less than 8 ounces each to my overall weight. Just then Joan gasped, "She is going to be a Pony Girl?" Ann responded, "Yes, she will also be pulling me in a cart around the track in a race with other girls and T-Girls!" Joan asked, "What will she be wearing?" Ann explained to her that I would be wearing ballet boots, a bit in my mouth, leather chest harness that leaves the breast exposed, a steel chastity belt, and at least a pony tail butt plug! Joan gasped in surprise, then asked, "Can I come over sometime a see how she looks?" Ann spoke up and told her that she would be able to come and visit and watch in about five months since she thought that it would take that long for Heather to be far enough along in her training to show her off. I was horrified to learn that it would take that long...needless to say, it took much longer than that to develop the proper strength and stamina to run a race. Joan muttered, "I have always fantasied about being a pony girl! Maybe..." and she stopped since her husband was glaring at her. Another couple that I met was George and Amanda, Ann introduced me to them explaining that they operated a gay drag bar a few miles south of their house which was in the downtown area. She remarked that they employed several more drag queens than the one we had visited, and they also had a second floor show featuring gay male strippers. I was a little curious about what "Gay Male Strippers" did, and asked them. They only shrugged their shoulders and George said, "You will have to come and see for yourself." I looked at Ann with a questioning gaze and she responded, "We will have to go there sometime soon." Later, after everyone had eaten, Jack came over and demanded that I give him that "Blow Job." I asked him if he wanted me to do it here in the dinning room in front of everybody. His response was, "No not here I am a little shy about those things." "Let's go out on the patio where there is a little privacy." I took Jack's hand and pulled him over to the patio door and opened it and ushered him out onto the patio. I did not close the door, which was a subtle way of inviting anyone out to watch. And thought that since he demanded that I give him a BJ, that he was not really going to like it. I pulled jack out to the center of the patio so everyone could gather around and watch. I told him to show me what he had for me. I really had not seen just how big his cock was since the other time I did him I was under the table (at the drag bar) and it was quite dark. But I did remember that his cock did not reach nearly the back of my throat! I suspected that he did not want anyone to see how small his cock really was. It was now my turn to embarrass someone else! I dropped to my knees, looked into his eyes and told him, "Let me see what you have for me." Since I was facing the patio door, I could see several more people coming out to watch. Jack unbuckled his pants and let them drop to the concrete floor of the patio. I was in no mood to drag this out any longer, so I pulled his shorts down myself. Just as I suspected, he was well below average in the size of his cock! No wonder Mona enjoyed sex with him since his cock was so small that she could take it in her ass without feeling any pain. Just as I was about to take him in my mouth, I noticed that Mona was coming out on the patio. Normally I would prefer to feel a cock get hard while it was in my mouth, but, this time I wanted everyone to witness just how small Jacks cock was. So, I stroked his cock with my hand until it was rigid then pulled up on the head to display his cock for all to see. By this time there was a small crowd gathered around, and I heard several light snickers from the group, but everyone was too polite to comment on his "inadequacy". I figured, as before, it would not take too long to get him off since Mona did not treat him to oral sex at all. I opened my mouth wide as if it were a gigantic cock, then drove my mouth over has cock until my nose touched his crotch. I clamped down on the base of his cock with my lips padding my teeth. Then I started to tickle his shaft with the barbell piercing in my tongue. Jack immediately started breath heavy, and within a minute or two began to moan deeply. I knew he was close to erupting, so I pulled my mouth almost off of his cock real fast and drove it down on his cock again until my nose mashed into his groin. It took only two more "in and outs" before Jack erupted his cum into my mouth. I had no problem keeping up with his ejaculations since he only dribbled several squirts into my mouth! I opened my mouth to show him his load, then I asked him, "Kiss me now," with a evil grin on my face. He backed up, almost tripping over his pants that laid around his ankles. He stuttered, "Uh, NO, not now, not ever!" He pulled up his shorts and pants and was buckling up on his way back into the house! I just smiled an evil grin as the group that was watching clapped and roared. I doubt if Jack demands a "Blow Job" ever again! Mona spoke up and asked, "Did he fill your mouth with cum?" I responded, "Not really, you must have allowed him to cum just before you came over!" She replied, "No, he has a problem getting off and then it is a small ejaculation, I never have to worry about his cum dribbling out of me after sex!" "And that is a shame," Mona added, "since I love to feel a mans cum dribble out my 'T' Girl 'Pussy' and down my leg after sex!" I responded, "I love that too, since I am such a slut!" Saying that with a big grin on my face. We all returned into the house since the deserts were ready and being displayed on the banquet table. I got a small piece of cake and was standing in a small group of people listening to the chatter of some of them discussing there sexual escapades. Dr. Thomas sidled over to me and in a near whisper and stated, "I have heard of your oral talents, and while Joan is more than agreeable to take me orally, I really would like to see how an 'expert' manages the task!" I responded, "I don't consider myself an 'expert', but I do take pride in what I can do, and love doing it!" "What is your pleasure, here in the house, or outside on the patio?" "Well," he responded, "if you are as good has Tom has bragged about, I think I should be sitting or laying down. My legs get very rubbery when I reach a climax!" Ann was quick to retrieve a bath towel from the bathroom, then spread it over the couch so everyone could watch. Since I was expecting Dr. Thomas to provide me with the best looking implants, I knew I needed to give him my best oral service. He laid down on the couch, and I knelt down beside him and took his cock in my hand and stroked it to start getting a rise from him. Then, I licked down the shaft till I got to the base and nibbled it with my lips then licked around the base then back up to the head licking down the other side all the while flicking my tongue with the bell bar piercing stimulating his cock shaft. "Heather, lick my balls like a good little girl, that's where my delicious cum is that you desire," explained Dr. Timothy Thomas. I licked back down then bent a little more turning my head to the side holding his cock up with my hand; so I could kiss and licked his heavy balls, they tasted salty with sweat, and I bathed them then suckled each one in my mouth making him moan loudly. I licked back up then opened my mouth wide and let my red lips engulf the thick rubbery head feeling my lips stretch a little then close tightly around the thick shaft feeling it pulse in my mouth. I held it there for a minute licking the head with my tongue and flicked the bar bell ball along his shaft and felt his cock starting to grow much larger in my mouth. That was always what I loved to feel, so I licked all around his pee hole slit pushing inside it and over the glands hearing him moan I looked up at him and smiled. I licked down the shaft until I got to the base and nibbled it with my lips then licked around the base then back up to the head licking down the other side. "Heather, lick my balls like a good little girl, that's where my delicious cum is that you surely desire." I licked back down then bent a little more turning my head to the side holding his cock up with my hand; so I could kiss and lick his heavy balls, they tasted salty with sweaty, so I bathed them then suckled each one in my mouth making him moan loudly. I licked back up to the tip of his cock, then opened my mouth wide and let my glossy red lips engulf the thick rubbery head feeling my lips stretch a little then close tightly around the thick shaft feeling it pulse in my mouth. I held it there for a minute licking the head with my tongue and all around his piss hole, then inside it and over the glands hearing him moan, I looked up at him. "You look very hot with your red lips wrapped around my cock in your hot mouth, you are driving me wild, Heather keep sucking like a good sissy cock slut," he stated and complimented me with a moan, it made me tingle feeling strangely happy. I tried to swallow more of of his cock deeper down my throat, feeling it slide to the side pushing my cheek out, then I managed to guide it back in the center again lapping the bottom with the tip of my tongue. He put his hand on the back of my head slowly pushing his cock little by little deeper in my mouth till I gagged, then I pulled back up just a little, then swallowed to prevent the gag reflex. Then I slide my mouth back down until my nose touched his crotch and my chin was pushing his balls back. He pulled back a little then pushed back in deeper again pressing deeper into the back of my throat. I felt my tingling dripping clitty spasm and it made me shiver all over and the others must of seen my panties spotting, as I heard several people oued and awed. I think that was the first time I ever got close to cumming while having nice big cock in my mouth! But. his cock was just the right size, not too long or fat, and had a nice aroma about about it. I worked his cock for a few minutes longer, then he pulled it from my mouth with a loud pop letting me stretch and work my jaw, by then they were aching a little. This was hard work being a good cock sucker, I thought, no wonder most girls didn't do it anymore or weren't very good at it. I smiled up at him and kissed his very thick stiff cock glistening with my spittle. I relaxed my jaw and mouth then drove my head down harder till it pressed against the back of my throat. He held me there, letting me adjust then made quick little pumps in and out of my mouth, then discharged his cum deep into my throat while letting out a very loud grown. My eyes watered and my "clitty' pulsed and squirted my milky slick cum into my panties. That was the first time I ever had an orgasm while giving a blow job! Dr. Thomas just laid there and moaned for a minute or two, then gasped, "Heather that was fantastic....you are definitely the best little cock sucker ever!" I just grinned and thanked him for the compliment. He responded, "I can't wait for your visit to my office for your consultation, that is, you are going to do me again then, right?" I just smiled and said, "Certainly I would love to!" And gave him a big smile as I licked the last of his cum off my lips! I wandered over to the buffet table and nibbled on a few loose scraps, when Ann brought Mistress Gypsy over and introduced me to her. Mistress Gypsy said, "How adventurous you are volunteering to be a 'Pony Girl'!" I stammered a little saying, "I, I, do, do, Don, don't know if I have a choice or not! This is what Mistress Ann wants, and what Mistress Ann wants, Mistress Ann Gets!" "Wise decision," Mistress Gypsy replied, "but I think you will enjoy it, you will get a lot of attention from just normal people, and more so when you are actually at the race! I actually heard that some sports channels are interested in televising these types of events. Now Heather, if Mistress Ann ever gets tired of you, I would be interested in being your dominant. I think we would make a great pair, and just think, with your talents, we could make a lot of money together!" I thanked Mistress, for her interest in me, but I am not a prostitute! I do what I do for the enjoyment it gives others! All in all, Tom and Ann always throw a fantastic party! The next morning, I arose, dressed casual in shorts and tank top and went down stairs and started making coffee. A few minutes later Ann came into the kitchen, and smiled and thanked me for starting the coffee. We sat and chatted for a few minutes about my experiences back east in the "big city". I told her about my work, my visit to the boot shop where I had met Helga (the ballet boot girl), the party I attended and the night I spent with (Charles the Gentleman). That took about an hour when Tom came down to the kitchen and joined the conversation. We chatted a little more about my stay in the big city, and what Tom and Ann had done during that time since my last visit. Ann informed me that she was on the planning committee for the Pony Girl Race as was Mistress Gypsy. She also added that she had a list of items that were required to run the race. "I have that list upstairs and will review it with you as soon as breakfast is over," she informed me. "Also, I have all of the 'uniform' you will need to practice in." I shuddered over that remark knowing that I probably would not like most of what I would be wearing. After breakfast and cleaning up the dishes, Ann asked, "Would you like to go upstairs and see what we have for you to practice in?" I shrugged my shoulders and responded, "I guess so." I knew I was not going to like seeing all if it, let alone having to wear it all. Ann led me up to the second floor, then went down to the end of the hall where the was another set of stairs (or actually a ladder) that she pulled down from the ceiling that led to the attic. I was surprised when we climbed into the attic, it had been totally remodeled and finished with paneling. There was only about three feet of actual ceiling before the roof portion slanted down to about four feet from the floor. The area was about 10 feet wide from side wall to side wall then slanted up both sides forming the roof. The room was about 12 feet long and had a conveyor belt/tread mill about seven feet long in the middle of the room. Right in the middle of the tread mill was a hook in the ceiling, and had an electric hoist hanging from it. I thought it was there to help lift me onto the belt, but mush latter learned it had a more devilish purpose. Ann flicked a switch and the belt/tread mill started moving, but ever so slowly. She explained, "I had this room completely remodeled and the tread mill specially built for your training. If you see fit to accept this challenge, then I, we, Tom and I will provide you with the best wardrobe of female outfits, shoes, lingerie, beauty shop appointments, and anything else you desire to make you happy. Now, I know that I am a little eccentric and domineering, even a little sadistic. I also know that I need to have the center of attention and having complete control over another human being. And you will be that person. Yet, I will treat you with respect and treat you as my own daughter, love you and shield you from any harm when ever possible." I understood what Ann was saying and felt that she was being honest and trying her best to let me know that she was not only a demanding task master, but cared deeply for me, and needed someone to control and train for her needs. I could only give her my devoted love and respect. I responded, "Mistress Ann, I love you and will try my best to become your slave, devoted submissive and strive my best to learn your bidding. Whether it be a Pony girl, a slut, a whore, or any other title you want to bestow on me. You have my ever lasting love and deepest admiration. I will do my very best to learn to be the best Pony girl, whipping girl, slave and strive to bring the utmost glory to you in that endeavor. That I sincerely promise, my life is in your hands to mold, control, and train as you so desire." She literally ran up to me and give me a big hug and tender kiss and thank me for saying that. Then she said, "Now let's get down to work, there are some things you need to know about this endeavor we both are entering into. Let's work together and strive to win this competitive challenge of you becoming the best pony girl that we can together and wins that race!" There was a small table and several chairs in the room which she pulled together and motioned me to sit. On the table was some papers that she wanted me to see and read. First were the "rules" for the race, then the prescribed attired that was dictated by the rules committee. RULES FOR PONY GIRL RACE 1. All participants must be GG (Genetic Girls) or pre-op TGs/TSs. 2. All must have a minimum of "B" cup developed breasts, implants acceptable. 3. Both breasts must have pierced nipples with rings or bars displayed. 4. During the race, each must wear a bit in the mouth and reins for guiding. Must wear knee high or thigh high ballet boots at all times in the facilities. 5. Must wear a steel chastity belt at all times in the facilities. 6. Chastity belt for girls must have provision for attaching a dildo in front. 7. The chastity belt for TG's must have provision for dildo in the rear. 8. The chastity belt must have provision to allow a pony tail to extend through the back of the belt. 9. Must wear a leather chest harness that exposes unfettered breasts. 10. Must wear leather gloves and wrist straps to attach wrists to the cart pole handles. 11. The pony cart size must be standard race track regulation. Dimensions on attached page. NOTE: The facilities includes the race track, assembly area adjacent to the track, the Club House, and the hotel restaurant and bar. FOR THE RACES: On Tuesday and Wednesday will be Handicapped Races. SEE EXPLAINATION! Thursday will be the featured race for prize money. First Prize, $25,000. All races will start at 9:00 AM local time. This is due to the afternoon high heat and humidity for this location. Participants for the handicap races must be at the assembly area by 7 am to don their gear. The featured race participants must be at the assembly area by 8:00AM There will be a cocktail party in the club house Monday night at 9 PM for all registered participants. EXPLANATION: The races are considered as handicapped since each participant will be required to wear several items and procedures that could handicap their performance! NOTE: The "attached" page of "Cart" dimensions not included in this story. Ann then showed me all of the items she had either purchased or had made special for me. First, she brought out three shoe/boot boxes, the first two were knee high ballet boots in Black with red trim around the lacing eyelets and hooks. The third was thigh high length red leather ballet boots with black trim leather around the eyelets and hooks. All three hand eyelets up past the ankles and hooks for faster lacing from the ankle to the top of the boots. She explained that the black boots were for practice and the red Boots for the actual race. Next she opened the box from Germany that had the custom made chastity belt. She pulled it out of the box, held it up and said, "Here, try it on." I resisted at first being shy at having to undress, at least my crotch area. I was not expected to model anything at this moment. I pulled off my shorts and under panties, then my shoes. I unlocked the rear strap of the belt, (the key was already in the lock at the back of the belt), I still had to step into it even though the belt was hinged at the sides due to the butt cheek chains. The rear strap was hinge at the bottom below my cock and balls. There were two chains extending from the bottom center of the rigid front piece and extending up and to the sides of the belt which hugged my ass cheeks. The sides and back were held together at the locking mechanism. I noticed that there was an elongated hole just a few inches from the bottom hinge in the back strap. That hole was at least 1.5 inches wide and two inches long. I surmised that the hole being elongated was that its location may not quite line up with the orifice it was intended to allow access, therefore would allow the pony tail (attached to the butt plug) to exit near the bottom of the belt. As I stepped into it, Ann assisted me in closing the waist strap and back strap into the locking mechanism. Just before she snapped the lock closed I screamed, "There is something sharp digging into my penis!" "Oh," Ann said, "I forgot about the cock retaining devise in the lower front of the belt." She then lowered the back strap allowing the front piece to swing up and away from my crotch area. Then she guided my penis into the center of the cock cage while pulling down a little on the front piece. This allowed her to slip her hand between the front piece and get a hold of my penis. My cock slid into the cage area, with the helpful hand of my Mistress Ann. The cage trapped my penis into the chastity belt. I moaned about how uncomfortable it was, but Ann said, "Oh, you will get used to it in a day or two." Then she patted my ass as she relocked the devise together again. She urged me to walk around a little and after a few minutes I think the device centered around my waist a little better and the belt and vertical halves seem to fit much better between my legs. The only very slight problem was that the elongated hole in the back piece spread my butt cheeks a little. I was afraid it wold chaff my ass cheeks, but I later found out that the smooth stainless steel casting did not cause chaffing, partly due to the small steps I would be forced to maintain. But, since all the belt pieces were cast in solid stainless steel, the parts were smooth and free of sharp edges. "Now let's see how it feels with just 5 inch heels on," she queried. She left the room and went down the attic ladder and returned with a pair of my 5 inch hot pink heels. I really never wore them that much before since they were very difficult to walk in and keep my balance like a real lady should be able to do....but I was still learning! Lol. I slipped on the heels and took several steps back and forth, with only a little wobble in my walk. Ann spoke up and said, "That is much better let's try something else now." She opened a bag from the local fetish shop and retrieved a medium sized butt plug with a bundle of horse hair attached into it. She had already taped the very end of horse hair to facilitate threading it into the hole at the back half of the steel chastity belt. As she was unlocking the mechanism, she exclaimed, "What a clever lock design this is. If you turn the key clockwise about 10 degrees it unlocks the vertical strap, then turn it another 10 degrees it unlocks the waist strap!" Ann went over to a medicine cabinet attached to the wall close to the step ladder opening and retrieved a tube of K-Y. "Oh please, don't force that plug in me now!" I begged. She just smiled and said, "I want it in you now!" in a very demanding voice. "Now, bend over!" She applied a little lube on the plug and I thought that she was being very frugal with the the K-Y lube, but dared not say anything. With my ass high in the air, I felt Ann touch the tip of the butt plug against my rectum, then gave it a quick shove and it plopped in without much resistance. She explained, "Since you should be wearing this during practice walking, to get used to it, we don't want to stretch out you sphincter muscle too much. I am sure that the ones they make you wear during the race will be much bigger." I was very upset learning I would be "plugged" during each race. The next item Ann Showed me was the mouth bit. Like the chastity belt it was made of cast stainless steel, it was designed with a "U" shaped part that went into the mouth which held my tongue down, then curved in another "U" shape along each side of my mouth which ended in a rather large open ring on each side for attaching the reins into. Those openings also held the leather strap that went around my head to hold it in place. That strap also had a locking buckle to prevent it from coming loose or me taking it off. Ann held up the bit to show me that it also had a layer of thick rubber glued to it where my teeth would be resting/biting. She sternly told me, "Open your moth and try it on." What else could I do but open my mouth so she could test it out for proper fit. It was surprisingly comfortable to wear even if it did keep my moth open quite a bit. I thought that this would cause excessive "drooling" during the race, but I guess horses do that a lot of the time anyway. Next Ann retrieved another bag from a local leather shop and showed me the chest harness. "Here, let me put this on you," she said. She slipped the devise over my head and pulled my arms through the apparatus. This harness had adjustable shoulder straps, adjustable chest straps that went both above and under my breasts. Each section had adjustable straps. Next she pulled out of the bag another strap devise, and a two inch wide leather strap that was obviously for my neck. She attached the collar around my neck and snapped the two ends together. I could tell there was another very short strip of leather ending with a buckle placed close to the snap ends. She positioned the snap overlap ends off center a little so that the buckle was positioned at the center of and in back of my neck. The remaining assembly of straps attached to each side of my mouth through the holes in my bit. She pulled the remaining riveted section up over my head causing the Vee portion of the head harness to straddle my nose while another strap was riveted to the apex of the Vee. This strap then was placed over my head and down to the buckle attached to the neck collar. She also retrieved from the bag matching gloves and wrist cuffs with attached "D" rings. Ann was not done yet, she retrieved another bag and showed me a very colorful plume about 12 inches high that would attach to the top of my head to the leather strap running down to my collar. That plume was such a darling, and I felt that it would really attract every spectators attention, besides the rest of the pony girls. I thought that if I could lead the race for a few minutes, everyone would know that they were following me! Now I had another reason to really try and learn how to walk and run in those ballet boots. I felt that it was strange that I had changed my mind from dreading to learn and train to be a Pony Girl into desiring to not only lead but win the race! Ann informed me that if I win the race, she would take the $25.000 add more money to it and buy me a new convertible sports car. I was shocked to learn that she would do that for me. I could only dream of wearing my full pony girl outfit with my unfettered "C" cup breasts on display, top down and the wind blowing through my hair for all to see. I would have a personalized license plate that read "PONY GIRL SLAVE" At that moment, I was awaken by the appearance of Master Tom. And he looked at all the things that Ann had bought me for the race. And asked me if I was certain that I wanted to experience the rigorous training to be a pony girl. I answered, "I can't wait to begin!" Ann just smiled and said, "That's my girl!"