Steve Shows His New Ponyboy

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• So Dan what do you think of my ponyboy? Did you see how good its body has improved and how well it has adjusted to its new life.

• Yes its pretty amazing, in just a month , its really spectacular. I hope you're getting a lot of satisfaction from this.

• Its very exiting, never knew I would be so involved in a project. Its so intense, It fills my mind all the time. But its hard work, all day I have to take care of my pony.

• Should be, you never told me how you came across the pony and he got to accept this experience.

• You need to know more now. Can I trust you?

• Well. I'm somehow involved now. There in surely nothing illegal about the whole thing.

• I met the boy hiking on the highway last month when I went to the big city. I was on my way back. He just wanted a ride, feeling cold ans tired. He talked a lot, talking about his life. He had run away from home, his father-in-law was abusive, very violent. Now he was moving from town to town, doing odd jobs. Drinking and taking drugs, sleeping with girls on the street, he was lucky not to catch any disease, he just had a medical test recently. At 18, he seemed to have seen much for such a young age. He asked me if I had some booze. I told him to go at the back of the van where I had some, He went to fetch it but I told him to stay there, I can't drive and drink. He stayed there lying on the mattress I always keep whenever I want to rest. After a while I didn't hear anything, So I looked in my mirror. He was sleeping soundly. He must have drunk more then one. When I reached my place, I looked again and saw that he was really drunk. I had to help him walk to the house and he just fell on the sofa. His clothes were dirty and smelly, I removed them completely and I saw that he had a nice body. He looked unnourished, but he had nice long legs, good shoulders, masculine square head, pitch black hair, and a long limp cock.

I played with his dick to see how big it would get. He started to moan, getting out of his stupor, not enough to see what was happening to him. Playing with his tits and cock, I got him to get an erection, And what a nice one, he was big and large, what a waste to use it on pussies. I gave him s shot of vodka. He would be out for some time now. I thought it would be interesting to use all my leather gears I bought recently. I carried him to my bed and tied him to my bed posts. I spent the night playing with his cock, balls, tits, ass. Giving him more drinks from time to time, to keep him in his stupor. I finished by fucking his virgin tight ass. What a night, after all those weeks of solitary jerking, to have such a specimen at my disposal. So after that, I left him tied to the posts, a heavy hood on his head, he couldn't see or talk anymore. He could sleep quietly for the rest of the night. I went to sleep on the couch, exhausted and contented.

• Wow. What a night. But the boy must have been angry when he woke up the morning.

• I slept well, it was late when I awoke, I heard some noises coming from the bedroom. The memory of the night came back and I went to look at the boy on the bed. Still all tied up, struggling to get out of his bound, so sexy with his cock still hard, I played with it but never let him cum. I just couldn't let him go. It was a gift given to me.

• But Steve you can't keep somebody against its will.

• Seems that way, you know the boy was in need, in danger, on the street, with drugs, violence, homeless.

• That's true, he could have been killed.

• You know Dan, he needed to be freed from booze and drugs. I was the man who could help him have some directions.

• But still, he didn't agree.

• Yes but he was lost, couldn't decide by itself. See how it reacts now, happy to obey, did you notice how it likes it when I touch its body, it feels so good when I make it reach orgasm. Even when I give it a cube of sugar. Didn't you see how good it felt.

• You're right, He seems so adapted to the situation, so contended. You're probably right, he needed it, you kind of save him from a no end life.

• Anyway you don't risk anything, nobody knows you are here, you just enjoy your stay for the week-end. I'll show you all the improvement I made, you already saw the corral with its carouse, did you see its automatic, I just have to program it, speed and time. I do also my own training to correct position with a riding crop, I want my pony to have a perfect stance when it walks, with the perfect knee heights. I make it run to exhaustion to push its limits, That's why he showed fast improvement. What name should I gave it?

• With its black hair and piecing dark eyes, why not blacky? Did you do all the piercing yourself?

• I like it,blacky should do nicely. As for the piercing, I didn't do myself, I have a friend, former surgeon, he lost his license in the east, so he witched to veterinary work, he does on the side work also. He's good, I'll ask him to do some inking, tattoo the word blacky over each tit, he's also coming for a branding on its left ass cheek.But I'm starving now,do you want to have something now?

• Yes, in fact, I'm starving after that long ride, but what about blacky?

• No problem, its used to waiting, that's its life, wait for orders.

After the meal, he took me on a tour of his installation, the barn had more stalls, the pony was waiting in one of them, when it heard us, it took the proper position, head high, pecs forward, ass sticking out. Steve patted it on the head, touching its cock. The pony was leaking, in need of more attention. Its true that blacky likes to be a ponyboy, really enjoying it, don't need to worry anymore. After that he showed me a shower room with the usual plumbing, it had also hooks, chains, bars, vertical and horizontal, some things I didn't know what was their use. Like rubber hoses. Then he showed me what he called the punishment room, it was sound proof, it was scary just to get in. I've seen dungeon on the net, you could say, it had everything you could imagine and more. All hanging from the wall, straps, riding crops, paddles, harnesses, cuffs, metal and leather restraints. It was at the same time scary and exciting.

• You know Dan, you did a lot of work, I understand now why you were so busy, traveling to buy all the stuff, then building it. Installing the plumbing, electricity, walls.

You did a good job and all by yourself.

• Thanks a lot, you know its a lot of time and efforts. But I get a big reward, fulfilling my dream fantasy, being in full control of a ponyboy.

We went outside and he told me about his plans, he wanted to make a trail where his pony would be trained to pull a cart, from the corral to the forest at the bottom of the mountains.

We talked all evening about his projects and mine, I told him about my own fantasies, using his installations for a nice ponygirl, harnessed, with a bit and bridles, a nice tail in her ass, Her pussy all wet. When I got to bed, I was so horny, forgetting all my problems.

I took a long shower, my cock so hard that I came. All night I thought about pussies, boobs, asses, ponygirls pulling carts, it woke me up many times, having multiple orgasms.