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Sarah and Emily
Sister Ponygirls
By Sarah
Sarah and Emily awoke to the sounds of their collar chains rattling, and the sunlight beginning to filter into the barn where they were being kept. The girls smiled to each other as they lay on their hay bed, playfully kissing each other as they awoke. As they looked around their now familiar stall, their pussies moistened at the thought of what had passed, to lead them to their current lives.
Chapter 1: Kidnapped and Transformed
Sarah and Emily had been walking home from college cheerleading practice when a black van had pulled up beside them. The doors had burst open, and strong arms had grabbed both girls and pulled them inside. A cloth was quickly clamped over their mouths, and within moments, they were out cold. The capture team had been efficient and quick, and no one had seen anything.
Sarah and Emily had awoken after the chloroform had worn off, to find they were nude, and kneeling in a pair of tight cages. Their arms had been pulled behind their backs and connected to the back of the cage. Their necks were circled by metal collars, and chained to the front floor of the cages. A dildo filled both their pussy and ass. A padded metal bar ran across their backs, holding them bent over on their knees. And their ankles were secured to the rear corners of the cages. To finish their bindings, large rubber ball gags were stuffed into their mouths, silencing their cries of shock and fear to mere whimpers.
The girls had been driven some unknown distance, where they were unloaded into a barn, and patiently told that they had been taken after one of them had posted their desires on a website. The site was visited by an organization that specialized in fulfilling girls’ desires, and a member had decided to take them on as a challenge. Then the girls heard a loud series of CLIP CLOP sounds coming to them, and then they saw a sight that made their pussies gush. A woman, dressed in a riding outfit, was leading in a bound and harnessed woman. The girls knew the slave was a ponygirl, and they began thrusting back and forth on their dildos, as they watched the ponygirl being led past them.
Sarah and Emily were then asked if they agreed to submit to becoming ponygirls, and both girls eagerly nodded their heads. Their cage doors were opened, and their chains removed. A chain leash was clipped to their collars, and they were led out and into a stall. One of the stable hands came up to them, and began taking their measurements. The girls giggled and squirmed as they were measured for every possible dimension.
About half an hour later, the stable hands came, and began laying out the girls new clothes. Sarah and Emily were bound between 2 posts, facing each other but unable to touch. Their dressing began with the stable hands slipping their arms and legs into matching crotchless rubber suits, colored purple. The suits also had holes for their breasts, and the girls squirmed as their C cup breasts were pulled thru the holes. Next, the stable hands fitted a small waist corset around their waists, doing the laces up tightly, but not too much so. The girls also felt the strap hanging down between their legs, and then squirmed as it was pulled up between their legs, and secured. The strap had a double tipped dildo connected to it, and that is what caused both girls to really start their squirming. As the dildo was slowly but firmly slid into their anal and cunt holes, the girls wiggled their hips and moistened their cunts. After they settled down, the stable hands slipped their feet into a pair of hoof boots, and did the lacing up tightly. The girls smiled at each other, as they continued their transformation into ponygirls. The stable hands moved up to the girls heads and slipped on a leather bridle over their heads. The girls felt the leather straps pulled tight around their heads, holding their bridles in place. A rubber ball bit gag was placed at their mouths, and the girls opened wide, as the ball slipped in past their teeth as was buckled to the bridle. As a final step, the stable hands released one arm at a time, and slipped them into an arm binder which folded the girls’ arms up behind their backs, and forced them to stick out their breasts. The stable workers finished by bending the girls over a padded rail, and screwing their new tails into the socket of their double dildo.
As Sarah and Emily were allowed to straiten up, both girls saw the other in her tack, and they felt their pussies moisten and spasm around the dildos firmly inserted into their pussies. The girls walked next to each other and nuzzled their noses together, and then turned to the stable workers and smiled. The stable workers approached the new ponygirls, and clipped a leash to their bridles, and then led them out of the barn and into the corral.
Chapter 2: Training the Ponies
Sarah and Emily felt the dildos in their pussies shifting with each step they took on their new hoof boots. It was a challenge for them to walk in the new boots, as the boots did not have a rear heel, and it forced the girls to walk more on their toes. Thankfully, the stable had paved smooth paths between the barn and the various training areas, so the ponygirls were less likely to fall down and injure themselves. Sarah and Emily were led to a walking machine, and stopped beneath the arms on opposite sides of the walker. The stable hands clipped a set of leather chains to their bits, and a thicker cable to the rear of their waist belts. Then the training Mistress came out and cracked her whip.
“Ponies, welcome to your first lesson. In a moment, the walker will be turned on, and you will begin to walk around it. You will walk and walk until walking in your hooves becomes second nature to you. You will also learn to walk like a ponygirl. That means knees up and head high. Any faults, and you will get a swat on your rumps until you correct yourself. The sooner you learn to prance, the sooner you get to move on to better things. Now, walk on, pretty pony cunts.”
Sarah and Emily both felt a SMACK on their asses as they were told to walk on, and both girls let out a quick squeal of surprise. But they began to prance. Sarah and Emily at first walked unsteadily on their hooves around the walker, and they got smacked with the riding crop many times as they tried to find the balance needed to keep upright and not feeling like they were going to be falling down. As the minutes continued to pass, the girls grew steadier on their hooves, and the speed of the walker slowly increased. Their trainer let them off the walker every 10 minutes for water and to rest, but their lesson continued all day. Within 4 hours, Sarah and Emily were trotting like proud ponygirls, and were quite comfortable on their hooves.
As the sun began to set, the girls were taken off the walker, and marched into the barn. Their rumps wiggled and their tails swayed as they pranced up the central aisle to their stall. They were led inside, and had their bits removed, but the rest of their tack remained firmly locked in place. Shortly thereafter a bucket of oatmeal was dumped into a small feeding trough and a pail of water was dumped into another next to it. The girls wiggled their rumps and buried their faces in the food, giggling and wiggling their rums as they ate. The training Mistress smiled at their playfulness, and slipped out of their stall, closing and locking the door behind her.
Sarah and Emily finished their food, and drank some water, before looking around their new home. They saw a bucket in the corner, and knew what it was for. They also spotted some wide hay bales along the back wall. Rings were embedded in the walls around their stall. But the girls, feeling their bodies finally tiring from their first day’s training, made their way to the hay bales, and laid down on them, smiling into each other’s faces.
Chapter 3: Decision time
They were awakened by the clicking of the lock on their stable door, and had just groggily opened their eyes when a SMACK hit their rumps. The girls gasped in surprise, and scrambled to their hooves. Quickly, some oatmeal was dumped into their feeding trough and the girls quickly licked it up. The stable hand then moved behind Sarah and Emily in turn, and forced their ball bit gags back into their mouths. The girls wiggled their rumps as they were led out of their stall by the reins, and gasped as they saw the cart that awaited them. They were backed up between the shafts and wiggled their hips as leather belts were fastened around their waists. The belts were connected to the cart, and supported the 3 shafts that led to the driver’s seat. Sarah and Emily felt the longer reins being connected to their bits, and wiggled their rumps as they waited. Their blinders kept them looking around, so it was unknown to the girls when their driver would come, or who their driver would be. All they knew was that they were ponygirls, hitched to a cart, and ready for driving lessons.
The girls felt the cart shift a little as someone climbed into the seat, and they thrust their rumps back, each hoping she would be the one to get the whip smack on her ass. Emily squealed as her rump was struck by the whip, and moments later, Sarah also squealed. The girls leaned forward and began pulling the cart, each getting a few smacks on the ass until their hooves were each falling in time and on the same hoof. The cart reins guided the girls perfectly, and the whip kept their form perfect. The girls felt their tails swaying behind them, tickling the backs of their legs. Looking forward, they saw the great house, and the long driveway leading out to the road.
Their driver drove the pair up to the steps of the great house, and reined them to a stop. The girls felt the weight shifting, and stood still, as their driver got out. The girls were then surprised to see it was the stable owner herself, dressed in her riding gear. She walked to Emily and then Sarah, removing their bits. Then she stood before the girls, and smiled before she spoke.
“Ponygirls, you have done well for your first weekend here. However, it is getting to the point where, should you decide to leave us and return to school, we would have to begin removing your tack. However, there is a choice for you to make, but I advise you not to make it in haste. The choice is this: You may ask to be released, and return on Friday after your school requirements are done. Or, you may kneel down here, and ask for your bits back, in which case, we would keep you as pony slaves for a year. I will go back into the house, and let you two talk between yourselves for 30 minutes. If you want to be released, you may ask then. If you want to be enslaved fully, you will kneel down where you are, and bow low, until we reinstall your bits. Your talk time begins now.”
Sarah and Emily were stunned. The girls tentatively began by whispered Hello’s, but without the punishment, they quickly got to talking. As the girls talked, their cunts were constantly teased by the nestled dildos in their pussies, and they were squirming from the excitement. However, both girls also knew their families would be worried about them if they didn’t attend classes for the week. Both girls had loved their weekend, but they were unsure of continuing.
“Girls, have you made a decision yet?”
Both girls were surprised by the question, but quickly fell silent as they heard it.
“You may speak now, Sarah.”
“Thank you Ma’am. Emily and I both have loved our weekend here, Mistress. But the thought of what could happen with our families, social groups, and the attention it would draw to the farm if we were to disappear is too great to risk being selfish. We would like to remain as ponies, but we don’t want to risk the safety of the farm, or our long term conversion, just yet. We would, however, like to request to return each weekend, and on our breaks, until we graduate, by which time, everyone concerned could draw up a convincing story where we would be out of touch, and not missed by our families and anyone who might come looking for us. Also, we could act as spies and recruiters on campus, and help spot other potential ponygirls for you, if you so desired it, Ma’am.”
The girls Mistress smiled as Sarah spoke. It was what she was hoping to hear. She had always wanted to get some girls in amongst the students, and try to recruit more from their population. Now she had another pair of pawns to work with.
“I agree Sarah and Emily. The risk to the farm in having girls disappear is too great. And it would be nice to have some fillies in the school, checking out other girls as potential ponies. Very well, we shall drive you back to the barn, and help you change, after a little ceremony. Now open wide.”
Sarah and Emily smiled and opened their mouths, as their bit ball gags were reinserted and fastened around their heads. They thrust their rumps out again, and felt the weight shift in the cart. They wiggled a little, making their tails sway, and then both girls squealed as their rumps were struck by the whip, and they began pulling the cart around.
Mistress enjoyed the sight of their wiggling asses and swaying tails, as the ponies pulled the cart down the paved drive back to the stables. She teased both of them with light tickled from the driving whip, and watched as the girls shuttered from the tormenting dildos in their pussies. All too soon, however, the cart reached the barn, and she had to rein them to a stop.
Sarah and Emily panted behind their gags, and wiggled their hips as their Mistress got out of the cart. Both girls were unhitched, and felt the short leashes connected to their bridles. The girls high stepped behind their Mistress, but she didn’t lead them into their stall. Instead, the girls were led into the blacksmith’s shop, and bent over a wooden railing. The girls wiggled their rumps, a bit nervously.
“Girls, before we let you go, we are going to perform our marking ceremony. You will both receive the stable’s brand, and your nipples and clit will be ringed. Now, relax, and enjoy your transformation into our owned pony stock.”
Sarah and Emily squealed behind their ball bit gags, but they were helpless to stop what was coming. All their wiggling did was to drive their dildos in and out of their pussies faster, driving their sexual drive higher and higher. As Sarah came, the Mistress picked up the brand, and applied it to her right butt cheek, the sound and smell of sizzling flesh driving Emily into her own orgasmic throws as Sarah briefly passed out from the pain. Emily also quickly was branded, as her climax wracked her body. Both girls were in a stupor as their nipples were pierced and ringed. The rings themselves screwed closed, but a little touch of super glue made them permanent. As Sarah started to come down from her orgasmic high, her clit was pierced and ringed, sending her squealing back over the top. Emily also was coming down when her own clit was pierced and ringed.
Their mistress smiled as she looked on the golden ringed ponygirls before her. Their brands were lovely to behold. A horseshoe around the letters PPP, the PPP standing for Pretty Prancing Ponygirl stables. As the brands cooled, the girls were helped onto their hooves, and began the process of stripping their tack off. Sarah and Emily were dizzy from the pain and orgasmic bliss they were in, and didn’t really remember much of the details of their return to naked slave status, or of their dressing. They were still woozy when the cloths were held over their mouths, and they passed out.
Epilogue:
Sarah and Emily awoke in their dorm room at 2 am. The girls were in some pain, but they couldn’t really remember, until they looked down and saw their rings. They scrambled to their bathroom, and pointed to the other’s brand. Then they spied the note on their computer.
Sarah and Emily,
Welcome back to your dorm room. And welcome to the life of a PPP ponygirl. By now, you are probably aware that your bodies have been branded and ringed. These mark you forever as our ponies. Even if you don’t return to us, they will be reminders of your weekend with us. We have included a small thumb drive with our note. If you insert it into your computers, you will have access to our list of ponygirls, and potential candidates at your school. Your job, now, is to check out these girls, and see if they are suitable as ponygirls. You may be surprised by the names of some of the targets. When you confirm the person is a good potential ponygirl, just put a check mark into her profile, and we will take care of the rest.
Your computers have also received an installation to our IT department, and our communications network. So there won’t be any need for anyone other than you to check the computer. And anything that could be incriminating has been thumbprint protected. You will receive a finder’s fee, for each new ponygirl added to our herd.
Finally, when you want to schedule a pickup for a new girl, or a return trip for yourselves, simply open the girl’s file, and click the “Schedule Pickup” option. Then you just have to put in where she will be, and near what time, and our pickup team will get her. For yourselves, it is advised that Emily schedule Sarah’s pickup, and Sarah schedule Emily’s pickup. Have fun girls.
Sarah and Emily each took the thumb drives, and slipped them into the slots on their computers, and began browsing names and photos. It was a shock to see most of their friends already on the lists, and a few others who the girls had seen, but would never have guessed. Already, their minds began formulating ways to check the girls’ passion for pony play. The following 3 years were going to be fun, the girls agreed.
After their graduation, the girls smiled, and setup their master enslavement plan. They had watched as 30 of their friends had become ponygirls, and of them, all had come to their room after their return, and had licked their pussies in gratitude. Now, all 32 of the girls were eager to return to their lives as full time ponygirls, and so Sarah and Emily scheduled their individual captures. Sarah and Emily also setup their own pickups, and smiled as they bundled into their cars, and drove off to their new lives. All they had to wait, as the pickup crews would have a lot of squirming, eager pony girl cunt to process.
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