Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Too Good To Be True Chapter 13 This story contains sexual situations that should not be read by anyone who is either not old enough to do so or who would be offended if they did. This story is copyright Amanda 2003 (C) please do not reproduce this work without my prior approval as it is close to my heart. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---- Sharon's head pounded and the light, although not as bright as it had been when she'd passed out, hurt her eyes. She spent a few moments with her eyes closed trying to get her head straight. 'How long have I been unconscious?' She thought to herself as she tried to move her arms and legs but found they were still bound. After a few minutes she risked opening her eyes again. Although still bound to a chair this one was a different one looking like an old wooden dining chair and the room was definitely different. The walls and roof of her new prison were slatted pine and the floor was strewn with straw. 'Oh my god!' Sharon exclaimed to herself. 'They've taken me to a barn somewhere. No one will come looking for me!' She could she thought hear voices in the distance and what sounded like a horses whinny but she couldn't be certain. She thought about calling out but decided against it until her head stopped pounding. She closed her eyes again after realising that the only break in the stall was a split 'stable' door that would no doubt have been locked, and the only decoration were a couple of racks from which hung various items of tack, and so it wasn't long before she slipped back into a restless sleep. Sharon awoke to the sound of separating Velcro and looked down towards the noise to see the totally blue clad Sami kneeling at her feet undoing the bonds. "Please." Sharon begged the blue groom. "It's not too late, let me go and I'll not say anything to anyone I'll just disappear." Sami appeared not to have heard as she stood and walked across to one of the racks and removed 2 long pieces of black latex which she brought to Sharon's chair and knelt in front of Sharon. "Now, slut. I am Sami and you earlier had the pleasure of one of my special massages. These are your socks. They are the first things you put on when becoming a pony. You are responsible for looking after all your pony tack and clothes. A made to measure pony suit can cost over $15000 so you must look after it very well as you will have to replace any items you damage." Sami turned down the top of one of the stockings and showed Sharon that there was writing that read. 'Mrs Sharon Reynolds. Black Beauty 58765627' Sharon hated herself for doing it but had to ask. "What are the numbers for?" "Well." Sami said. "The first 5 digits are your registered number with the pony club and the last 3 are the individual pattern number for this piece, see the other one is 58765628." "You mean they are different?" Sharon asked. Sami laughed as she said. "Of course they are different. Each piece is individually made for the pony, that's why they are so expensive. You really are a silly little slut." "But when did she have these made and how did she get my measurements?" "For a slut you do ask a lot of questions, but I'm sure my Mistress will train that out of you. But to answer the question, did you get an invitation to take part in a special survey of body shapes, giving you 10% off at Taylor's department store if you took part?" Sharon had received such an invitation, and unable to turn down the chance to get a bargain had gone along with Jane to one of their, 'Survey Nights' as they offered a bonus if you brought someone else with you. It had been all quite hi-tech. After filing in a questionnaire about 'what sizes you thought you were' Sharon had stepped into a cylindrical compartment where she had to stand with her feet on set marks and hold 2 handles with her arms outstretched. The lights had faded and a blue laser had scanned across her taking precise measurements. She had actually been quite surprised to find that she was actually half an inch taller than she thought and had been buying bras with a 'C' cup when she was in fact a 'D'. She was pleased to note that her dress size was right. "But that was about 4 months ago!" Sharon said and Sami just laughed as she turned the left stocking inside out and said. "It can take 3 months to make a full pony outfit, slut. Mistress must have been really impressed with you and your daughter to make an order in advance. I had to use someone else's for the first 2 months until mine was ready." 'It doesn't make sense!' Sharon thought to herself, she hadn't even met that creep until a couple of weeks ago, how could Amanda have known she would come. Then like a rock hitting her in the face Sharon realised she had been set up. She had thought it was strange that he had managed to escape the casino with all that loot and now she was tied to a chair being dressed as a pony whilst her tormentor got her daughter hooked on some drug while 2 women seduced her. 'Jane!' Sharon suddenly remembered her daughters predicament. "Where's my little girl!" "She is safe; for now as long as you stick to your agreement and co-operate." Sami said as she was rubbed oil into the inside of the latex stocking. Sami saw the look of horror on Sharon's face and said. "Don't worry slut, this is just plain oil not Mistress's magic stuff." She then reversed the stocking again and carefully rolled it to just past the heel. "Lift your foot, slut." Sami commanded. Sharon just sat there. "If you don't cooperate I will have to make a call to Sasha to help and you don't want that do you." It was definitely a statement and Sharon didn't know that Sasha had long since removed the anaesthetic mask from Jane. Reluctantly Sharon lifted her foot and Sami slid the toe of the stocking over it. It really was a perfect fit, tight but moulding to the arches of Sharon's foot. "As a trainee pony, slut. It will be up to you to dress your legs, your trainer may want to do some things but they usually expect you to do this bit for yourself. It is very important to get your foot right, if you get any creases it will be very painful after a while and you could be on the hoof for hours." Sami explained as the oiled latex was rolled up Sharon's lubricated calf and over her knee. In spite of her situation and even allowing for the after effects of the aphrodisiac in the sauna and massage oil Sharon quite liked the constricting feel of the latex stocking as Sami finished the first stocking, it stopping only 2 inches from the top of her thigh. "Now I am going to release your arms so you can put the second stocking on yourself so you can practice. But don't even think of doing anything silly or the moans your little girl makes next will be altogether different. I understand it's like drowning, not very pleasant. So you going to be a good little pony? "Of course you are." Sami answered herself and leant forward and undid the Velcro bindings. Sharon wanted to rub her wrists but wouldn't give Sami the satisfaction, but an idea occurred to her. "So what hold does Amanda have over you?" Sami looked genuinely shocked. "What do you mean hold? I come here because I love her and sometimes she lets me give her pleasure." "But you don't get pleasure?" Sharon asked "I get pleasure from doing what she asks, it's all I live for, she is beautiful isn't she." Sami said as a look of awe spread across her face. Sharon realised that she would not find an ally in Sami. "So you ready to try the other leg now, slut?" "Yes I suppose so." Sharon said. "Right then." Sami said as she passed the other stocking to Sharon. "First turn it inside out." She watched critically as Sharon did as she was told. "Now pull it onto your left arm, and rub on the oil." "No, not too thick." Sami corrected. "You only want to lubricate the surface, stop it sticking to your skin. Yes that's better. Now pinch the toe and pull right side out and roll it up to the heel. Not too fast you need to make sure there are no creases. Good little slut, slip it onto your foot and make sure it fits correctly." With Sami directing her Sharon managed to pull the other stocking up almost to exactly the same position as the other, this slight flaw being pointed out to her by Sami who added as she stood. "Not bad for a first attempt, slut. Let me fetch you your hooves." As soon as Sami turned her back on her Sharon flew out of the chair like greased lightning and grabbed for Sami. Unfortunately Sami was no longer there, she had flung herself to the ground landing on the heels of her hands, lifting her legs and wrapped them around Sharon's waist pushing her over. Sami used the momentum to right herself so that Sharon ended up lying on the hard straw covered floor with Sami sitting on her stomach, pinning her arms. "That wasn't a very bright idea, slut." Sami said. "But I suppose you had to try. One thing you will learn is that being a pony really improves your agility. Now I trust there will be no further disobediences. The next time, I promise you, I will call Sasha and as much as she seemed to be enjoying your little girl, it will be goodbye baby Jane." In one easy movement Sasha stood telling Sharon to return to the chair. "And stop being such a silly little slut." As Sharon sat Sami knelt once more at her feet holding the most ridiculous pair of boots Sharon had ever seen in her life. They were black leather with hooked laces that she realised would come over her knee but what really shocked Sharon where the feet. There was no heel and the sole was in the shape of a horses hoof, complete with metal shoe. After the rounded hoof the sole sloped slightly backwards to the heel, imitating a horse's fetlock. As Sami guided Sharon's foot into the boot Sharon could feel that if she stood only her toes and the ball of her foot would be flat, the rest of her foot raised as if wearing the highest heels possible. "Now it is very important that you tie the laces as tight as possible." Sami informed Sharon as if she were addressing a particularly slow child as she started to pull the leather laces across the hooks. "If you don't then you wont have the support you need and you might fall, not a very elegant thing for a pony to do." "You do the next one." Sami said as she tied off the laces in a neat double bow. Sharon imitated her groom and if it were possible tied it even tighter that Sami had. "How does that feel?" Sami asked. "Absolutely ridiculous!" Sharon said although she might as well not have bothered as Sami sprung to her feet and fetched two more sheaths of latex. "These are your forelocks." Sami told Sharon holding out the long thumbless mittens. "I'll put them on for you this time but then you will have to learn to do it your self." Repeating the process she had followed with the stocking Sami soon had Sharon's arms coated in latex. "Now make a fist." Sami instructed. Sharon knew what she wanted to do with her fist but Sami took some black pvc tape and wrapped it around Sharon's balled hand preventing her from unmaking the fist. "This must be done very tight otherwise they wont fit your front hooves." "My what!" Sharon exclaimed just as Sami finished Sharon's second hand and returned from the rack with 2 'gloves' that terminated in metal shoed hooves. Sami squeezed Sharon's hands inside pushing the knuckles against the hard edge of the hoof. Sami secured the hooves with leather cuffs that fastened with small brass padlocks. "Perfect." Sami announced. "Now why don't you try walking about a little." She added taking hold of Sharon's elbow and helping her to her hooves. It was all Sharon could do to stand without toppling back let alone walk but with Sami gently holding her elbow she did manage a few steps and was quite amazed at the sound the solid wood hooves with their metal shoes made on the hard flooring beneath the covering of straw. "Very good!" Sami exclaimed letting go of Sharon's arm. "Now just a few steps on your own then you can have a little rest." With the support of Sami removed Sharon was surprised to find she could actually not only stand but walk in the improbable boots. She even smiled at Sami, proud of her little success. Sami however didn't see it for she was busy opening the stable door. "Come along slut. Not far then you can rest."