Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Too Good To Be True Chapter 14 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. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---- As Sharon was led out of the stall by Sami she saw a very large open space segregated off into 3 large sawdust covered circles around which ran a wide 'track'. In the centre of the nearest circle was a gymnasts vaulting horse with metal legs and it was to this that Sami appeared to be heading. Sharon considered running but she had no idea where this large wooden structure was and without clothes and wearing these hooves where would she go. She glanced over her shoulder and realised that the stall door she had just left was one of 5 identical ones, the others all padlocked shut. "Stand here, slut." Sami said indicating one of the short edges of the vaulting horse. "Feet apart." As Sharon complied and before she knew what was happening, Sami crouched down and fixed leather straps to Sharon's ankles preventing her from moving away. "Very soon your new trainer will arrive, slut. She has paid my mistress a lot of money to be the first to break you so you can be as feisty as you like with her. With me however you will be meekness itself or you wont see your little plain Jane again do you understand, slut?" Sami didn't wait for a reply forging ahead with. "Lean forward." With little hope of being able to resist Sharon leant forward across the length of the horse. "Good little pony." Sami said somewhat sarcastically as she bound Sharon's forelocks to the front legs of the vaulting horse. "Now you just wait there for your trainer." Sharon heard Sami's soft footfalls as she left her alone. It seemed like forever before she heard another sound, again feet but instead of the soft latex of Sami's feet this time there were 2 distinct sets of feet, one the unmistakable click of high heels the other hard leather. Sharon couldn't turn her head to see Ami and Miranda, which was a shame for they made quite a striking sight. Ami still in her latex maid's outfit carrying a tray and several pieces of tack. Miranda however was the perfect equestrian; not for her the faux latex domme look, her black leather knee length boots were made of the finest Italian leather with just enough heel to catch a stirrup. Her fawn trousers were a cotton Lycra mix that hugged her firm muscular legs. In to her trousers was tucked a simple but very expensive white silk open necked blouse with short sleeves and her hair was gathered into a loose pony tail with a black velvet bow at the nape of her neck. Her hands which held the specially adapted riding crop were gloved in the finest black kid leather. "Ah my little Black Beauty." Miranda admired as she let the leather keeper trace the curve of Sharon's spine from the top of her buttocks to the base of her neck. "I'm not your little anything!" Sharon spat. "My, my we are spirited aren't we. However ponies can't talk so I will not hear another word." "I Told you I'm not Owwww!" Sharon tried to disagree but the leather keeper slapped firmly against the bare flesh above her right latex stocking. "Now do we understand each other a little better?" Miranda asked darkly "Yes." Sharon replied sullenly, the word punctuated with the sound of leather on skin as the crop bit in the identical place on Sharon's left thigh. "One more time, do you understand?" Miranda asked, crop raised. Sharon's head bobbed slightly in agreement. "Good little pony." Miranda soothed as her gloved hand smoothed some of the pain from the rising welts on Sharon's thighs. Miranda signalled to Ami who obediently walked and stood at the side of Sharon's head holding out several strips of leather joined with metal rings. Miranda took the bridle by the foam covered bit and offered it to Sharon's mouth. "Just in case you forget, once you have the bit between your teeth you wont be able to talk anyway." Sharon's lips remained tightly closed a look of defiance in her eyes. With a sigh Miranda returned the bridle to Ami and moved out of Sharon's field of vision. Without words Miranda cropped Sharon's bare buttocks, the blade leaving a line across them. Sharon cried out and only just managed not to speak. As if carrying out a ritual Miranda once more took the bridle from Ami, offered up the bit only to have it refused. There was no sigh this time as Miranda returned the unused tack to the maid. With hardly any movement of her arm, all the speed and accuracy coming from the wrist Miranda painted 2 further stripes on Sharon's bare arse each one exactly half a centimetre above the previous and perfectly parallel. As Miranda stood once more at Sharon's head she said. "I find in these situations that punishment doubles each time, now." She took the bridle and placed the bit between Sharon's parted teeth. Miranda had known of course that she could easily have forced the bit between Sharon's teeth but the object of the exercise was not to bridle Sharon but to start the process of breaking her. The bit was buckled behind Sharon's head, a further strap fitting under her chin and another up the side of her face and over the crown of her head. A final strap ran from the crown back to where the first strap fitted. Miranda the affixed 2 long leather reins to the loops at the edge of the bit and laid them along Sharon's back. Miranda pressed the first black button on the crop and the silver dildo hummed on Ami's tray. In full view of Sharon Ami handed the implement to Miranda who went and stood behind Sharon. Taking the reins she wrapped them around her left hand until Sharon's head was pulled as far back as possible, her body clear of the horse to which she was bound hoof and hoof. Holding the dildo in the flat of her hand, the spatula shaped extension between her fingers Miranda held it against Sharon's pussy. Sharon flinched but could not evade the soft hum so tightly was she reined in. At first Miranda simply held it against Sharon, the rounded tip barely touching her clitoris. Sharon tried to think of anything other than the tingling sensation that was starting to build and might have succeeded had Miranda not started to slide the dildo up and down coating it in Sharon's seeping juices. Sharon gasped passed the bit as Miranda slipped the dildo inside her, the flat appendage nestling against her rising clitoris. As soon as the dildo was seated Miranda nodded to Ami who brought a triangular piece of leather that Miranda placed over Sharon's pussy before taking the straps that protruded from each corner and fastening the top 2 around her waist and the bottom one between her legs and then to the top 2. The strap between her legs having a hole just above Sharon anus. Secured, the dildo continued to hum softly until Miranda who once more stood beside Sharon's head pressed the button a second time. Miranda passed the crop and reins to Ami who, if it were possible pulled Sharon's head back even further than Miranda had done. Miranda took from Ami the but plug, to which was already attached the horses tail, and a large silver syringe, the type used to clean ears or even ice a cake, the plunger was fully extended and Miranda slipped her fingers through the 2 loops at the base of the syringes body. In front of Sharon's now wide eyes she pressed the plunger and a thin bead of clear gel appeared at the tip which Miranda touched to the metal plug, squeezing out a line all around the rapidly warming surface. With a look of malevolence Miranda returned to stand behind Sharon. Sharon felt cold metal against her anus and imagined the tip of the plug being held there but her eyes opened even wider as Miranda depressed the plunger filling Sharon's rectum with the lubricating gel, continuing to squeeze out the last drops around Sharon's tight hole. This time the pressure Sharon felt was the plug and as Miranda twisted it and applied pressure Sharon could not prevent it from opening her sphincter, expanding it until Sharon thought it would tear only for the plug to pass it's widest point and have the remainder squeezed in by Sharon's own contraction until her arse gripped the metal stem, the rubber base preventing the whole implement slipping inside her. "That's my good little pony." Miranda breathed as she let her gloved hand land a slightly more than playful slap on Sharon's buttock. "You may release her now." Miranda continued now addressing the still silent Ami who passed the crop and reins back before unfastening Sharon's restraints. Gingerly Sharon stood upright acutely aware of the metal dildo's implanted in her most sensitive areas. "Your new implants have 2 purposes." Miranda told Sharon who, even with the bit in her mouth managed somehow to look surly as Miranda pressed both black buttons waking the sleeping pleasure centres. "They can give rewards or." And here she pressed the 2 green button and slapped the keeper against the side of her boot. Although it only lasted a split second Sharon knew she never wanted to feel that again but Miranda wasn't finished she pressed the red button a repeated the swish of the crop. Sharon simply collapsed in a heap. "Now I don't want to have to use those last 3 settings but I will if forced, now get to your hooves." Still shaking Sharon somehow managed to stand once more and Miranda explained what she wanted of her pony. "When you are standing you may snort and paw the ground with your hooves showing me that you want to exercise. For today we will just try walking, now this is done by you lifting your leg until your thigh is parallel with the ground your forelock at 90 degrees pointing strait down, the hoof is then placed 1 foot in front of the other hoof and the process repeated. Do you understand?" Sharon's nod told Miranda she did and also that she wouldn't try anything silly. "At all times you will hold your elbows by your sides your forelocks up, hooves facing forward, if you are trotting it is expected that your front hooves will move opposite to your hind quarters, but as I say today we will content ourselves with training you to walk." Miranda moved behind Sharon and with a light slap of the reins on her bare back instructed Sharon to 'walk on'. For the next hour Sharon walked round and round the ring with Miranda following occasionally shocking Sharon if her gait was not perfect or sending a buzz from pussy to rectum if she made a complete circle without a hitch although this didn't happen that often as Miranda was extremely critical. When the hour was up Miranda called to Ami who had remained, unmoving, throughout the whole session. "I think that is enough for now, Ami. Take her to the stable to rest and rig her for a cover." Obediently Ami took the reins from Miranda and walked Sharon back to the stable. Secretly Ami wished that Miranda had left her the crop as she would loved to have played with her mistresses newest pony but she also knew that until Miranda had agreed to purchase her that she was strictly off limits. Once back in the stable Ami removed the leather covering Sharon's crotch and Sharon expected her to remove the dildo's as well, sadly she was mistaken as Ami replaced the original with one from which protruded a large black latex dildo and Sharon realised what Miranda had meant by cover. 'Does she really expect me to fuck her?' Sharon wondered to herself and realised that ramming this big black cock into her tormentor might be just what she needed.