Jizzer of Aahs

The Ponygirl

Dorothy's outfit was getting a bit funky, in a bad way. She asked the pimp (do pimps have names? This one did, his name was Pimp, not his real name) if he had anything else that she could wear. He opened his closet and on the bottom shelf was a stack of women's clothes, whore's clothes. Dorothy looked through the clothes and found a washed out pink T-shirt a couple sizes too small, but at least it was clean. The bottom of the shirt stopped just above the bottom of her tits exposing her flat stomach and her naked belly button.  She found some short shorts too, but the pimp told her that he didn't like her in shorts, so she put on some panties and her wide leather belt, that was good enough. Mr. Pimp then told her to try on some real fuck-me pumps, 7" red ones. Dorothy tried them on and she looked hot. Red hair and red feet and pink in between. Dorothy took off the shoes claiming that she couldn't walk in them.

"We need some wheels if we are fuckin' goin' anywhere. Shit, I don't walk. Keep them shoes on. Even if you're not a Ho, I can't afford to step out with a bitch who doesn't look like a Class A Ho."

"Thanks, I think...."

"You need some red fishnets and some bling-bling in your belly button. Maybe you should pierce your nipples and your down below too."

"NO, maybe the fishnets and the belly button, but not the nipples or anything else." Dorothy replied.

"Yeah...  Someday... You'll see...."

The two and Soso left the pimp's crib and started walking down the street.

"Where is your car." Dorothy inquired, "I told you I can't walk in these."

"Shut up. I ain't got no car. Nobody got a car but those fuckin' Bitches, and you fucked up one of 'em."

"Well, I'm not moving one more inch until I take off these shoes." Dorothy said stopping dead in her tracks.

Just then Soso ran down an alley and started barking.  Dorothy ran after him and saw that Soso was barking at a woman standing there.  Dorothy had never seen a woman who looked like this before. She was dressed like, like... like a horse. She had a bit in her mouth, had blinders on her eyes, had a thick leather collar around her neck and another thick leather belt around her waist. Her hands and arms were encased in a laced-up leather prison, forced behind her back and joined down at her elbows. Her wrists were chained to a loop in the leather collar around her neck. The loop was welded shut. Basically her arms were useless. She wore black leather pumps laced up to her knees. Various straps and metal rings were attached to her belt and collar. Otherwise, she was naked.

Her blonde hair was shaved on the sides, and her head and body were deeply tanned. Her skin was shiny all over, like someone had just rubbed tanning oil on every part of her nude body. She had a ring through the septum in her nose. Her ears had a row of diamond studs embedded directly into the cartilage. Her tongue was pierced with a short bar, as were the nipples on her exposed clear-skinned perfect 36DD tits. Her enlarged clit had a two inch bar running through it. Her two labia had largish loops each attached to a lead that ran from her labia, through a loop in her waistband and again attached to another loop there. This allowed one to attach reins to the shorter leads to signal her by putting pressure on either labia or both, but limiting the motion so as not to rip though her nether lips. The straps were connected to control the girl, to give her commands as you would a horse.

In addition to her piercings, the girl had a host of tattoos. The most obvious was a ring of roses around her neck, like a bouquet. In fact, there were three rings of roses, like what you might put around the neck of a horse if it had won a race, but this was a tattoo. Her back had tattoos showing various sexual positions. Only some were visible, the rest were covered by her bound arms. One image was of a girl sucking on a dog's penis, one was of a girl laying on a platform, her knees on the ground, receiving one man from the front and one from the rear. Another was of a woman holding her legs spread above her head as another women ate her pussy. Another two showed a man laying on his back with the girl perpendicular getting fucked in the pussy, one facing towards his head, the other facing towards his feet. A series of tattoos on her back just below her shoulders showed a woman spread eagle being whipped on her back, her legs, and her pussy. Her breasts were spared. In fact, Dorothy looked at the girl and saw that her breasts were perfect, not a mark on them. The rest of her body was not as fortunate. Her skin showed the results of years of whipping. Above the girl's shaved pussy was a tattoo that read "Best of Breed". Dorothy agreed.

Dorothy stared at the woman, the girl, the horse, the whatever. She looked a bit like Gecko Girl from the club, at least in the face.

The pimp joined Dorothy and checked out the girl.  "A ponygirl, that is what I call some fly wheels." He checked Pony Girl more closely. She had a big butt and big strong legs. He ran his hand over her butt and found what he was looking for, her owner's tag, branded into her flesh. It read "BE". "B-E, this pony is owned by the Wicked Bitch of the East, you know, the bitch you iced. I think that makes this your wheels now."

Dorothy was confused. "What is a ponygirl?" She asked Pimp, "What are you talking about?"

"This cunt is your slave. The Bitch turned her into a pony. I think she bred her, or used some fuckin' steroid shots to get legs like that. I bet she is a strong as a real horse. Fuck. It's like lookin' at a fucking Ferarri. Beautiful top, nothing but power." Pimp said shaking his head.

"What do we do with her," Dorothy asked, "Should I set her free? I don't want to own a slave."

"Fuck no, bitch. She be too fine to free. Fuck, some other pimp be snatch her up and

she be fucking real horses for some shit like that."

"Well, what do we do with her?"

"Ride her. Well, she pulls a cart I'm sure. We gots to find the cart. We hook her up. You whip her to make her go faster. You feed her. You fuck her. You beat her if you like. You pet her if you like. She is your property. You can do to her whatever you want. You understand?"

Dorothy thought for a moment.  "I'm going to to treat her nicely until we can figure out what is the right thing to do. Does she talk? What is your name? Hello?"

Pony Girl was silent, she didn't move.

"Maybe we can free her arms, that looks so uncomfortable." Dorothy continued.

"Fuck, I bet her arms have at'feed so should couldn't even hold my dick." Pimp laughed.

"I don't think so, and even so, we can exercise them to make them strong again. Help me find how to remove this chain." Dorothy replied.

"She is locked up here, see this chain is attached welded to this ring which is attached back to this strap.  Shit, we are going to need some big-ass cutters to get this off. Or, I could shoot it off."

"Don't you dare. We will take her with us to Rhinestone City and find someone there to undo this. I don't want her damaged."

"Fine."

"Fine. How do we get her to move? She looks frozen.", Dorothy pondered.

"I heard that the Wicked Bitches can hypnotize people. They hypnotize people and pose 'em like statues in a m'seum. Maybe she be hypnotized. Got's to wake her up. Maybe if I fuck her in the ass she'll wake up."

"Ummm, she is my slave, not yours." Dorothy scolded Pimp. Dorothy tried to wake her by saying a common word: "umbrella, dog, go home, puppy, ..." Nothing worked, "Start" "Hello" "GO!" Maybe that would wake her up. "WAKE UP" Dorothy shouted in her pony's face. Nothing. Dorothy didn't know what to do.

"I got the key to this ride right here in my pants. I'm tellin' you, if I stick this in her ass she will purr like the Ferarri she is."

"All you want to do is fuck. You would fuck me in the ass if you could get away with it. I think you might even fuck Soso."

"Fuck no, I don't do dogs. What do you think I am. Sheeeiiiit." Pimp said.

"Ok, you can try to wake her up." Dorothy replied, flustered that her one and only possession was useless to her.

Mr. Pimp pulled down his pants and told Dorothy to suck him to get him hard.

"No. If you have all the answers then you can get yourself hard."

Mr. Pimp was angry but started to whack his pud until is was long and hard. "I need some LOU-BRICK-A-SHUN, anyone got some astroglide?"

"Astroglide, isn't that something for Astronauts?"

"No baby, for ass fuckin'."

Dorothy looked around and actually found a tube of tanning oil/sunblock on the ground. She guessed that this was used to keep Pony Girl nice and shiny. She handed the tube to the pimp, and he lubed up as best he could. He then pushed his cock deep into Pony Girl's ass in one continuous slow motion, adding some of his own spit to ease things further. She didn't move. He moved his cock in and out in her ass. She didn't move.

Dorothy thought out loud, "If this girl was owned by the Wicked Bitch of the East, she didn't have a penis, so what sense does this make."

"Good point, but she has a nice tight ass so I ain't stoppin'."

Given that Mr. Pimp's big head was devoid of blood, and Dorothy was stupefied, that left Soso to solve the mystery.  Soso sniffed around and found the ponygirl's cart. He barked until Dorothy came to look. Pimp was still fucking Pony Girl's ass, slapping it every once in a while.

On the large aluminum 2 man (plus one dog) cart was a whip, a riding crop. "I know, maybe this will wake her up." Dorothy yelled back to Mr. Pimp. Dorothy walked back to Pony Girl. "Look what I have. I think this is the key."

"Go for it baby, whip this Girl's tits or something."

"I don't think whipping her tits will do anything. Her tits look perfect, not a mark on them. In fact, they are so smooth and perfect that I just want to kiss them," and Dorothy did just that. She licked and sucked her pony's pierced nipples. A light bulb went off over her head, "I know, I'm going to whip her clit, that's probably her 'on' button, I know it's mine, so watch out."  Whack. Whack. Whack. Whack.

The ponygirl shook her head, like a horse does. She was out of her trance. She didn't react at all to the fact that someone was fucking her ass, she just stood and nodded her head up and down. Dorothy asked, "What is your name?"

Pony Girl whinnied.

"Wow, she really is a pony." Growing up I always wanted a pony, now I have one. Dorothy smiled.

Pony Girl looked at the girl in front of her, she was hot, much hotter than her owner. Pony Girl looked around to find her owner, the Wicked Bitch of the East, but all she saw was this hot hot girl. The fact that someone was fucking her ass was de rigeur, but the fact that someone other than her owner woke her up was something new. Pony Girl moved forward slowly to measure this hot girl's reaction. Dorothy held up her hand and started to stroke the pony's mane. Pony Girl stopped.

Pimp figured that Dorothy would probably ask him to stop soon, so he started bouncing on the pony's ass, trying to cum.  Sure enough, Dorothy told Pimp to stop just as he shot his load deep in the pony's rectum. Pimp then pulled out of her ass and pulled up his pants. "Damn fine piece of ass. I bet she is from Brazil."

The pony girl whinnied and shook her head up and down. He was right. I guess they could communicate with Pony Girl, yes or no, maybe a direction or something like that, but nothing complicated.

Dorothy explained what was going on. She explained that her name was Dorothy and that she accidentally killed the pony's owner, the Wicked Bitch of the East, and that a Playmate put the ruby dildo into her pussy (which she showed Pony Girl), and that she and this man, Mr. Pimp, found Pony Girl in the alley and woke her up and she was her new owner. Dorothy rambled on while Pony Girl became more and more skiddish. Dorothy then took a different approach. She told Pony Girl, "You are so beautiful, I have always wanted a beautiful pony like you." That worked better. "Your body is so sweet, I especially like your breasts and your legs." Pony Girl agreed, those were her best attributes. Dorothy started to pet Pony Girl's neck and her breasts, she leaned down and kissed her nipples, licking around her dark areolas. Pony Girl was relaxed now. Dorothy gently lifted her Pony's breasts into her hands and massaged her nipples. Dorothy continued to primp Pony Girl and soon the pony lowered her head and rubbed Dorothy's chest in acceptance.

"Looks like we got our wheels, baby. Let's hook her up and get going.", the pimp continued, "If that is alright with you, baby."

"I think we should feed her a bit first, she looks hungry."

Pony Girl agreed.

Pimp gave some money to Dorothy to get some apples or something, and connected up the pony girl as he waited for Dorothy to return.  "You goin' to be mine soon, Ho. I'm going to punish you 100 times worse than any Wicked Bitch cause I got a cock, and I'm goin' to pimp you out.  Pimp my ride!" he laughed.

The ponygirl just turned her head to look at the man that had been fucking her. She whinnied shaking her head back and forth and stomping her left foot on the ground. That meant "fuck you" in pony talk.

Pimp then attached the cart to Pony Girl's waist band, sliding its two long arms into the mounting rings on either side of her body. Cotter pins held the arms in place. Then, Pimp rigged up her reins, terminating them into the straps attached to her labia rings. Finally, he reached between the girl's legs and stuck his finger in her cunt, rubbing her clit with his thumb. "My daddy always said to check the lube before a long trip," he said laughing at his own joke.

Dorothy returned soon with some food. She took Pony Girl's bit off and fed her a couple of apples while petting her long mane. She gave her some water to drink, and continued feeding her some ponygirl feed.

"What is your name?" Dorothy asked, not expecting an answer. Surprisingly, Pony Girl looked over her shoulder and stared at the front of the cart where a placard read "Cunt Runner." "I don't like that name." Dorothy said walking up to the placard. She ripped it from the cart and threw it on the ground. "I will call you Gigi."

Pony Girl's eyes lit up. Gigi was a nice name, much nicer than Cunt Runner. Dorothy was proud of her ponygirl Gigi. She seem good natured and well trained. Dorothy was happy, Gigi was happy and the pimp has just horney, as he always was.

Dorothy had never driven a horse drawn cart, and certainly not a ponygirl drawn cart, but she quickly learned how to signal start, stop, and steer left and right. Dorothy understood now why Gigi had such strong legs, pulling a load of two people on the street of Aahs took such strength.

Soon the three were traveling down the streets of Aahs, Pony Girl in the lead, head held high, pulling a cart seating her new owner Dorothy, her friend Mr. Pimp, and her dog Soso, on their journey to Rhinestone City. As Pony Girl pulled Dorothy and the pimp though the seedier parts of Aahs, the pimp noticed 'John's Ho'sery and Tattoo Parlor.'  "Stop" he shouted and Dorothy pulled back on Pony Girl's reins. "We gots to get you some fishnets and some bling, remember?"

Dorothy replied, "OK, Let's go."

The two parked Pony Girl outside in the shade, wrapping her reins around a guard pole. Dorothy fed Pony Girl another apple and some water as Pimp entered the store. Soon Dorothy joined.

Inside the store Dorothy got an eyeful, there were whips and chains and Ho's clothing, and sex toys, dildos and all, lubes, butt plugs, vibrators, funky clothing, some medicines, all kinds of things a Ho needs. In the back was a big section of porn and in the corner was what looked like a booth.  Dorothy and Pimp looked around. She found the fishnets. He found the studs and jewelry for piercings.

"You pierce here?" the pimp asked 'John' behind the desk.

"Yep, what you need pierced." the clerk answered.

"Not me asshole, her. I'm going to pierce your fucking skull if you give me any shit, asshole." he yelled at the clerk.

"OK, OK, no problems. I can pierce the tongue, the clit, the lips, any lips, the nose, the nipple and the belly button.  What you want?"

"I want her nipples pierced. Check out those tits.  You seen anything finer. And she can suck cock, wow." Pimp answered.

"I will pierce her nipples for a blowjob, yes."

"Yeah, right.  Not by me you don't." Dorothy butted in. "I only agreed to have my belly button pierced.  Don't you think my belly button is sexy without any of that tacky jewelry in it?"

"Tacky, you call John's jewelry tacky.  You get out of here. You have offended John."

"Sorry, the only thing I will put in my belly button is a ruby, a real big red ruby.  You got one of those?" Dorothy replied.

"In fact, yes, I do. It is very expensive. Very very expensive.  You have the money?"

"Sheeeiiiit, I'll fuck you up asshole." the pimp said taking out his gun and pointing it at the clerk. "One more word and I'll blow your fuckin' brains all over this place. Nobody dis'es me that way. I pay for what I want. Fuck you."

"Sir, I ask you kindly to accept this ruby for your wife? girlfriend? friend? with my complements." John continued, about to shit in his pants.

"Listen asshole, I only want what is fair, if I was white would you ask me if I had the money? I will take this ruby for my friend here, and as payment I will give you the use of our ponygirl for one hour." Pimp said.

"She is MY ponygirl. Before you make any promises ask ME." Dorothy corrected Mr. Pimp. "Can I borrow the ruby for a minute." Dorothy asked the clerk.

"With my complements, madam." he replied cognizant of the gun still pointing at his head.

Dorothy had pierced ears but not a pierced anything else. She had heard that the belly button piercing was the most difficult, but that ruby excited her.

Dorothy left the store, picking up a hair brush on the way out, and walked over to Gigi to show her the ruby. She pushed the ruby into her belly button and asked Gigi, "Do you like it."  Gigi whinnied approval. Dorothy pulled out the brush and started to brush Gigi's hair. "I really love this ruby. It would look so nice here in my belly button. I don't have enough money to buy this, but if you make love to that nice man over there, he will give this to me. Is that OK? Will you do that?" Dorothy asked her pony, continuing to brush.

Pony Girl had never been given the option to fuck someone or not. Fucking and sucking was something that she did just like eating and pulling a cart. It meant nothing to her. Pony Girl didn't know how to answer this question. She thought maybe that Dorothy was not happy with her performance, so she shook her head, rubbing Dorothy's breasts, asking for forgiveness. Dorothy interpreted this as acceptance of her request and pet Gigi on her head, and stroked her mane. Dorothy walked back to the store giddy with excitement.

"If you agree with Mr. Pimp here, then we have a deal, I'm game." Dorothy told the clerk.

"Deal it is."

The clerk then asked Dorothy to step to the back of the store where he had his piercing gear. "First, you must strip, naked." the clerk said.

"WHAT, Why do I have to strip? Everyone always wants me to strip!"

"Can you blame them." Pimp replied.

"It is for legal reasons. I have had many women get their private part pierced and when they see the blood they scream and the blood gets on their clothing and they blame me and want new clothes. Now I have everyone strip and there are no problems."

"Whatever." Dorothy said resigned to stripping yet one more time. This time she just took off her clothes, no teasing. Between seeing Dorothy naked, and fantasizing about what he was going to do with the ponygirl, the clerk was hard anyways. "Concentrate on what your are doing, asshole." Dorothy yelled into the clerks brain, bringing him back to reality. "If you fuck this up that guy will blow your head off," she said pointing to Pimp.

The clerk's dick instantly went limp.

Dorothy told the clerk that she did not want one of those "hanging" belly button piercings, she wanted her ruby to be fixed. The clerk told her that would require two piercings on top and on bottom, or on each side. Dorothy picked top and bottom, she wanted her button to look slim. He also said that he would have to modify the setting, which he did. The clerk then cleaned her skin with alcohol near the piercing and took a hemostat and a spear out of his autoclave. After marking the top hole with a pen, he clamped the skin to make sure everything was straight and then, without warning, stabbed the spear through Dorothy's thin skin.

"Ouch." Dorothy shouted. "What the fuck was that!"

"I find it better not to tell the women when they are getting the spear. They can't freak out that way."

"That really hurts. Are you going to do that again?"

"Yes, that is what you requested. I just must align the stone to be perfect first."

"OK. OK. OK. OK. Well, not really OK, but in for a penny..." Dorothy relented.

The clerk aligned the stone, made his mark, and wham, hole number two.

"Fuck." Dorothy shouted. "I think I'm going to be sick."

"Do not worry Miss Dorothy," the clerk replied, "you go next door and get my special belly button curry, it will cure you all your pains."

"Does it come with a shot of Vodka or something."

"It is a family secret from the old country. I will put this salve on it too. You will have no feeling here for 3 days. After that all pain will be gone. Keep it clean." the clerk warned.

"It's over, right?" Dorothy asked.

"Yes. All done."

"Can I see it? You have a mirror?"

"The mirror is over there, by the butt plugs."

Dorothy walked over to the mirror and looked at herself. The clerk did a good job. The ruby glowed in her belly. Dorothy was mesmerized. She just stared at herself while she slowly dressed. With all her clothes on, Dorothy stood at the mirror putting her weight on one leg her other leg slightly bent. Now she knew that she was hot.  Red pumps, red fishnets, long legs, a leather belt skirt hanging from her hips, bare mid-drift with a red ruby in the middle, too tight thin top barely hiding a perky set of tits. She was hot. She turned to the Pimp and asked, "What do you think," while biting the corner of her lip in anticipation.

"Baby, you are the first woman, and I mean woman, that could get me hard just by looking. I'm afraid to stand next to you, you might burn me up!"

Dorothy was happy.

The clerked asked Pimp, "May I go now with the ponygirl outside, sir?"

"Go!", the pimp said curtly.

The clerk went outside to fetch the pony and led her to a back room that had a mattress. The clerk was happy. He knew Pony Girl. He knew that Dorothy had killed the Wicked Bitch of the East. He knew that she was on her way to Rhinestone City. He knew that the ponygirl was Cunt Runner, THE Cunt Runner! He was going to fuck Cunt Runner, three time winner of the Comefuckme Derby, the only three time winner.

The clerk called a few of his friends to partake in his good fortune. He could charge them plenty to get a fuck off Cunt Runner, enough to pay for the ruby and then some. He was very happy, but...

The clerk tried to get Cunt Runner on the ground so he could fuck her. She wouldn't. He knew she was trained to fuck. Why was she just standing there. He walked around her body, it was covered in sweat but still smelled nice. He slapped her ass. Nothing. His frustration level was increasing when the first of many of his friends arrived.

"I know the secret of the training of the ponygirl", his friend said. "Look on her back, you see the styles of fucking and sucking that she can do. You must pick one."

The clerked pressed the "cowboy" style image. Nothing happened.

"No, you must use the whip there. She is controlled by the whip. Don't you know anything about ponygirls," the friend said abruptly.

"Well, I will soon know how it feels to fuck one. If you don't shut up, you will NOT!", the clerk replied, silencing his friend. The clerk then picked up the crop and hit Cunt Runner on the "cowboy" style button. She replied by making a circle motion with her hips, acknowledging his command. She waited for the clerk to take off his pants and get on the ground, something that took him way too long. Pony Girl then got on her knees, bent down, and sucked the clerk's dick into her mouth. He went from being semi-hard to fully hard in one second. She sucked him a bit, using her tongue and the back or her throat. She was a pro in all ways. She knew that he would blow quickly, so after less than a minute of sucking, she mounted his pole into her cunt.

"Ride me, Cunt Runner." the clerk shouted.

She didn't like the name Cunt Runner, but she certainly was used to it. She bounced on his dick like she had on thousands of other dicks before. She was well trained. But this time she felt different. For the first time she felt like she was doing something wrong. That she was more than just a pump for horney dicks, more than just a cum depository. That she could someday be a real person, not just a ponygirl. The clerk's friend pulled out his dick and jammed it into Cunt Runner's face. She used her tongue to grab the dick and suck it into her mouth. She was well trained.

"Get that dick out of there and wait your turn," the clerk yelled at his friend.

The clerk was having the time of his life. He imagined himself riding Cunt Runner in the Cumfuckme Derby, rounding the last bend, coming into the stretch, whipping Cunt Runner to make her go faster, faster, faster, BOOM. He came. He came and it was over. Cunt Runner stopped too, she knew exactly how to sense when a man needed more, needed less, and when he was done. She was Cunt Runner, she was the best.

Cunt Runner stood up. The clerk picked himself up from the mattress and pull up his pants. At this point there were already 4 more men in the room. The clerk turned to his friend and said, "Your turn. First, where in the cash."

The friend reached in his pocket and pulled out a large wad of cash. He then grabbed the crop and whipped the image showing Cunt Runner getting ass fucked.