Human Pet Zoo

By Sarah

Prologue:

       In the year 2020, Dictator for life Obama made it legal for girls over 21 to enter into voluntarily enslavement for the amusement of males.  Soon after the protests died down, business professionals soon began to develop theme parks for girls interested in living the lifestyle to live in comfortably, or in any case, as comfortably as a slave girl could ask for.  A new federal department was created, the department for human pet safety, which was tasked with the oversight and regulation concerning the fair treatment of human pets.  States and cities also enacted legislation to either promote or discourage the establishment of theme parks for human pet slaves, and when a new park was established, reporters flocked to see the sights, and report on the conditions in the parks.  For the most part, the girls who volunteered to be the pets in these parks needed the money, or the thrill of the environment, or they craved to live their dreams.  Most parks were established in the south, since the climate allowed the pet slaves more time outdoors, and offered a better climate for year round activities.  One park was built inland of Daytona Beach, and one of the local reporters was being assigned to cover the building and development of the park.  This is her story.

Chapter 1: The zoo story is born

       “Sarah, we have gotten calls from the town council that a new park has applied for a permit to build a human zoo out on International Speedway Boulevard over by the former county jail site.  As you know, the locals seem to go wild when a new zoo is built, and it always seems to generate tourism.  I want you to go out there, and cover the story.  Take pictures, interview staff and guests, and if they let you, try to participate.  Now, I am not saying you have to do this, but the pay you can earn from this story would be in the 6 digits.  Much better than your current 3 digit salary.  What do you say?”

       Sarah looked at her fat boss, and could imagine him undressing her with his eyes.  He had always been a leach, and she had heard of his attempts to get the girls on the reporting staff either over his knee for a hard spanking, or else bent over his desk with their panties down for a hard fucking.  Now it seemed, he had set his eyes on her.  Still, the increase in her pay would definitely make her situation better, if she didn’t get carried away by the zoo people.  She had always dreamed of what those girls in the zoo went thru as they became animals, and her pussy did drip at the thought of the girls as they lived their lives.

       “Ok boss, I’ll write the story, but I want my pay in advance, and I also want my independence from deadlines.  In fact, I am probably going to have to go in undercover, so they don’t change their operations just because there is a reporter on the scene.  Can you agree to that, chief?”

       John sat back in his chair, and thought about this brash young reporters comments.  She sure knew how to step up to a challenge, and she defineitly had a brain in her head.  Still, he knew he couldn’t just let her disappear from the paper with the bonus he was going to pay her and just wait for the story to come back.  Still, her arguments did make sense.  It wouldn’t be the same if the staff at the zoo knew she was a reporter, when there were so many stories being written about zoos in other parts of the south.  Coming to a decision, sat up again.

       “Ok, here’s what I will do.  Go this weekend, and spend the time there undercover.  Write up a preliminary story for the paper, and if it is worth further investigation, we will see what we can do to help get you into a longer, undercover reporter slot.  But if your story doesn’t live up to expectations, not only can you expect a trip to the spanking machine, but your job will be going to someone else.  Deal?”

       “Deal sir.  I’ll make my reservations, and go out Friday night, and report back on Monday with my story.”

       Sarah turned on her heels and walked out of her boss’ office.  She knew he was watching her hips sway as she walked out to her desk, gathered her purse, and cleared her work away.  She knew most of the men would be watching her as well when she went to the zoo too.  Still, she was a reporter, and she was going to get the story.

       Sarah made her way to her apartment after she finished with her work, and signed onto the zoo’s website.  She saw that the guest stays could be booked for a weekend, a week, a month, all summer, all year, or for a period of enslavement after an interview.  She clicked on the weekend package, and made sure she checked off the guest box and not the slave box.  She confirmed her reservation, and packed some clothes for the weekend.  Since it was going to be warm, she packed some skirts and tees, her sneakers and her underwear, and a bikini to sun her self by the pool.  She also made sure she packed her notepad and a micro camera, which she could wear with her clothes, and record video and pictures without appearing to do so. 

Chapter 2: Arriving at the Zoo

She then packed her car, and drove over to the parking lot of the human animal zoo, and showed the guard her pass.  She was given a map to a small cabin, and directed to park her car in the driveway.  Sarah drove into the compound, and was surprised by the number of trees and security systems the zoo employed.  Her route to the cabin brought her over a wooden bridge which spanned a moat, and also thru a security fence on each side of the moat.  She asked the guard who opened the inner gate about the security, and he informed her it was for the slaves protection from people who might try to harm them or the guests.  Sarah found the cabin, and parked her car.  She decided to walk into the house, before bringing in her things.  Opening the door to the cabin, she was met by a girl dressed as a maid.  Sarah stumbled as she saw the maid, and heard her greeting.

“Welcome Miss.  My name is Maid Sophie.  I am here to help you in any way I can.  Do you have a bag, Miss?  Do you want anything to eat, drink, or play with?”

Sarah looked the maid over for a moment, looking at her short skirt, and low cut top, and smiled.  She looked like someone anyone would like to take to bed.  Sarah blushed as she thought that, and then pointed to her car.

“Hi Sophie.  Yes, my bag is in my car there, if you would care to bring it in?  I am note sure, but is there a fee for your services, or are you part of the price of admission?  And can you do anything, or are there limits?”

“Miss, I am part of the house, and since you paid for the house, you also paid for me for your stay here.  And I can do anything you want me to miss.  Let me get your bag, and I will show you the house, and its facilities.  Then if you want anything, just ask for it.”

Sarah watched the maid walk out to her car, and remove her bag from the trunk.  Sarah admired the white panties as the maid bent over, and thought how they would look over her own knee, as she spanked the helpless maid.  Sarah felt her pussy moisten at the thoughts she was having, but she kept them in check.  She did, after all, have a story to write.  Sarah took some time to look over the house, while she waited.  She turned to the left, and saw the dining room, and behind that, a kitchen nook.  On her right, were a living room and a closed door.  There was also a door leading out to the back, and a foot path leading there along the side of the house she had seen as she drove up.  Sarah was curious, but she decided to wait.  After all, she didn’t want to go over her head too soon.

Sophie returned with Sarah’s bag, and led her into the bedroom.  Sarah watched as Sophie unpacked Sarah’s things, smiling as she watched the maid bend over, showing Sarah her panties again and again as she bent over and folded things away into their drawers and closet hangers. 

“Sophie, I can’t help but notice you like to show me your panties.  Do you want me to look at them more closely?”

“Yes Miss, if you wish.  Have I been a bad maid?”

Sarah smiled as she knew the introduction to a roleplay when she heard one.  She now knew Sophie liked to be punished, and would willingly accept a spanking if Sarah demanded her to get one.

“Yes you have.  Showing off your panties to a guest.  Come over here and bend over my knee, you naughty maid.”

Sophie scampered over, and bent herself over Sarah’s lap, wiggling her ass seductively as she felt Sarah flip her skirt up.  She squirmed a second, in anticipation.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Sarah rained her hand down across Sophie’s panty covered ass as the maid began to wiggle and squirm under Sarah’s spanking.  Sarah loved the soft moans and squeaks the maid made as she had her bottom warmed.  Sarah knew how to spank a girl to make her feel it, and not do any damage to her rear.  Sophie felt her pussy moisten as she was spanked, and she knew this would be a fun weekend.

Sarah continued to spank Sophie for another ten minutes until the maid’s ass turned a crimson red.  Sarah finally decided to see what else the cottage had to offer, and so she helped the maid to her feet, and gave her a hug, before smiling.

“Sophie, show me what else is in the house.  I am new to the zoo, and would like to know what I can expect here, and what options are open to me.”

“Yes, of course miss.  If you would follow me.”

Sophie led Sarah around the house, pointing out where she could get a meal, where Sophie would stay, and the dungeon on the second floor, with its toys and larger pieces of furniture.  Sarah had seen some of the toys from other sites, but she was beginning to get her own submissive side going, as she saw out the back window a small barn.

“Sophie, do we have our own ponygirl to use?”

“Why, yes miss, we can have one sent here, or we can go down to the stables and pick out one from their.  Or did you have a request, miss?”

Sophie knew from the look in her visitor’s eyes she wanted to spend some time in harness, and Sophie knew how to take care of ponygirls, including their harnessing and punishments.  Seeing her visitor squirm at the question, Sophie knew her guest’s answer before she could speak it.

“Why yes Sophie, I do have a request.  I want you to order me some harness and tack, and exercise my ponygirl tonight and half of tomorrow morning.  She is to sleep in the stables, and receive whatever punishment is due to her.  But she is to be let free at lunch tomorrow, so I can reward you, and enjoy the rest of the zoo.  Oh, and her name is Peaches.”

“Of course miss.  When will Peaches arrive?”

“She will meet you in the stables when we know how long it will take for the tack to arrive.  I am going to go out and look over the facilities while you make the arrangements.”

Sophie nodded and watched as Sarah walked out to the stables. Smiling, she called down to the main stable block, and booked Peaches time in the training ring, with her as the trainer.  Sophie then took some time to prepare something special for Peaches, to make her more responsive to her training.  Sophie had learned that sometimes a ponygirl who thought herself as an owner could sometimes rebel at her training, and needed just a little extra encouragement.  She had learned what some ginger juice could do to make a ponygirl more responsive, and so she took time to squeeze some of the ginger juice into a bowl, and let it sit for a few minutes while she went upstairs to change.

Sophie changed into a pair of riding breaches and a blouse, and finished off with a pair of boots, before picking up the mixture she made in her bowl, and walked out to the stable behind the house.  She opened the door to the home stables, and found a naked Sarah waiting for her in the tack room, her fingers running over the leather straps. 

“Well, what do we have here?”

Chapter 3: Peaches Training

       “I see we have a pony here, which needs some training, don’t we?  Stand still, pretty pony, and we’ll get you all ready for your big day.”

       Sarah had gone to the barn and removed her clothes, and found the tack room. She had just begun to finger the leather harnesses hanging there when Sophie walked in, surprising her.  Now she stood still, as Sophie put a bowl down on a side table, and walked over to Sarah.

       Sophie took down first the body harness, and draped it over Sarah’s shoulders.  She took her time, buckling the top strap first and then lifting Sarah’s breasts and slipping them into the leather cups in the harness, before buckling the second strap behind her back.  Sophie then buckled the waist strap, smiling as she saw the shape her pony charge was in.  Sophie pulled down a tail plug with hair matching Sarah’s color, and placed it into the bowl.  Then Sophie removed a pair of hoof boots, and slipped them onto Sarah’s feet.  Sophie zipped them up tightly, giving Sarah her own pair of hooves now to walk in, and Sarah began to drift off to her pony headspace.

       Sophie saw Sarah’s eyes glazing over, as her mind went to its own space, and her ponygirl persona, Peaches, arrived.  Sophie smiled, and took an arm binder down, and folded Peaches arms into the sleeve behind her back, making her arms useless.  Sophie then pulled down a bridle, and slipped it over Peaches’ head, buckling it tightly, so it wouldn’t shake off or rub the skin of her ponygirl wrong.  Smiling, Sophie slipped a bit into Peaches’ mouth, and secured it behind the ponygirl’s head, before bending Peaches over at the waist, exposing her ass.

       Peaches wiggled her ass, as she saw Sophie pick up her tail, and she spread her feet as she felt the plug tickle her anal hole.  Sophie gently but firmly pushed the plug into Peaches’ ass, and then reached between the ponygirl’s legs, and pulled the crotch strap up and buckled it tightly, trapping the tail plug in place.  Smiling, Sophie clipped a set of reins to the bit, and led Peaches out to the cart.

       Peaches felt her ass begin to tingle, and then begin to burn as she walked before her trainer on the reins.  She wiggled her ass, and whinnied, but all she got was a smack from the crop.  Peaches was backed into the sulky and clipped in, all the while wiggling her ass, making her tail sway, as the itching and burning sensation continued to torment her. 

       Sophie could see that the ginger juice was beginning to affect her ponygirl, as she watched the pony wiggle her ass and whinny.  But seeing as she was now training a ponygirl, Sophie gave the ponygirl a light smack on her rump, to settle her and refocus her.  Sophie clipped her pony into the cart, and sat down, smiling as she watched her pony’s ass wiggling continue.  Smiling, she gave the pony a light smack on the rump, and watched as she began pulling the cart forward. 

       Peaches felt like she was in trouble as the cart began to move forward.  She didn’t know what was causing her ass to burn and itch the way it was, but her trainer seemed to be ok with it, and as long as she was ok, Peaches would have to continue on.  She lifted her knees, and pranced like she had been born a ponygirl all her life.  Still, her ass caught the occasional smack as Sophie drove her from the rear.

       Peaches didn’t let her mind wander as her trainer drove the cart down the paved street to the stables.  Of course, Peaches didn’t know where she was going, only knowing that her driver was pulling on her reins and turning her with the road.  Her ass still burned from whatever had been on her tail plug, but her focus had shifted to following the reins and her bit, and keeping her knees up as she pulled the little cart.  Soon, however, she spotted a building that looked like a stable, and sure enough, in the fields around the building, were about 30 or so ponygirls in their own harness, undergoing their own training.

       Sophie guided Peaches into a cart parking spot, and pulled her to a halt.  She climbed out of the cart, and gave the panting ponygirl a soft smack on her rump, as she unhitched the cart.  Peaches wiggled her ass at the smack, but she pawed the ground eagerly, seeing the other ponies in the paddocks undergoing various training programs.  Sophie, eager to let Peaches experience everything, guided her ponygirl to a field, and allowed her to roam around inside with about 10 other ponies.

Chapter 4: Round up

       Peaches went up to the other ponies and gave each a nuzzle and whinny in greeting, and received a nuzzle in return from the other ponygirls.  Peaches could see all of them were just as wet as she was, and she whinnied happily.  The ponygirls all were grouped together, nuzzling each other, when a noise from the fence made them look. 

       Sophie and a few of the other trainers had gone to the stable supply room, and grabbed some lassos.  Smiling, the trainers decided to have an impromptu game of round up.  The trainers each had 3 minutes to lasso and hogtie a ponygirl.  If the trainer failed, the ponies left untied would be allowed to rest while the trainers got their bottoms spanked.  Those ponies that were caught would be put into the training program until the stable closed.  Smiling, the trainers began twirling their lassos and approaching the ponygirls.

       Peaches wasn’t sure what was going on, but she had a feeling it was part of the training.  She watched for a moment as one of the trainers tossed their lasso at a nearby ponygirl, and watched as the ponygirl was pulled down to the ground, and had her hooves tied behind her back.  Peaches and the others began to move around the field, but the trainers were good.  Peaches watched as Sophie came close to her, twirling her lasso. 

       Sophie was good all right.  She had Peaches up near a fence, and she felt certain she could catch the ponygirl.   She let fly with the lasso, and sure enough, it caught Peaches around her chest.  Sophie moved in quickly, coiling the rope as she moved towards her ponygirl, ready to hogtie her.

       Peaches felt a tug on the rope, and lost her footing.  She went down, and then she felt her rear hooves being pulled behind and up her back, then her arm binder was looped to her hooves, and she was left a squirming bundle of ponygirl flesh.  She squirmed a little, but then began to settle.  She felt someone sit on her back, and wiggled some more, but she knew she had been caught.

       Sophie smiled as she sat on Peaches, feeling the helpless ponygirl squirming in her bonds.  Sophie patted the ponygirl’s rump, and stroked her head, as the rest of the ponygirls were rounded up.  At the signal, the trainers untied their ponygirls, and clipped the reins to their bits, and led the captured ponies to a walking machine.  Each trainer clipped their pony to the machine, and connected the reins to the bits, before adjusting the mechanical crops to be aimed right at their ponies exposed rumps.  Smiling, they set the timer for their individual ponies, and left the machine to begin once it received the start command from the stable mistress.

Chapter 5: Machine training

       Peaches felt a smack on her ass, and began to march.  The walker was very thorough and almost completely automatic.  Peaches felt the machine guiding her in a circle, but also serpentine and at various gaits.  She felt the crop smack her rump when her knees failed to pass the height beam sensors, or when she wasn’t going fast enough.  Her hooves had not anticipated this much training nor had she expected the level of control.  But she was a ponygirl, and couldn’t fight it.  All she could do was prance, walk, and trot, and suffer the smacks on her rump when the machine decided it wasn’t good enough.

       Sophie watched the machine put Peaches thru her gaits, and thru the basic rein training program.  She smiled as she remembered the instruction she had undergone to ensure she could run the machine, if a guest asked her to put her into it.  She smiled as she watched her guest prance and wiggle her tail and her rump, just like she had been born in harness.  Sophie loved to make her guests happy, and she knew Peaches was having the time of her life, despite the occasional whinnies of pain as her rump was smacked by the crop.  Sophie merely had to look at Peaches’ pussy, and see the honey flowing from between her legs, to know the ponygirl was in ecstasy. 

       Peaches lost track of time, or even the meaning of time when she went into her head space.  All she knew was someone or something was guiding her, and ordering her to continue.  She obeyed as she was commanded.  Thoughts of ribbons, carrots, and even stallions filled her mind, as she pranced on the walker.  Occasionally, she would stop, and rest, or watch as a ponygirl was removed, or another pony was added.  But always Peaches remained, wiggling her rump, swishing her tail, and enjoying the freedom she could not enjoy in her normal life.  She let out a loud whinny as she finally submitted to her mind’s desire to run free, and her body reacted by flooding her sex with her honey.

       Sophie watched as Peaches shuttered from a very powerful orgasm.  She smiled, as she saw her guest reach that level where she had desired to be at.  Smiling, but knowing they still had a ways to go, She walked to her quivering ponygirl, and unclipped her from the machine, and led her to the cart in the parking area.  She backed the blushing ponygirl between the shafts, connected the driving reins, and sat down on the seat, before giving the anxious ponygirl a smack on her wiggling rump, starting her to the stables at the cottage, and her hay bed.

Chapter 6: Back to the stables

       Sophie let Peaches set the pace for a little while, allowing her ponygirl to revel in her post orgasm bliss.  Sophie loved to see the juices dripping from her guests legs, since it meant that Sophie had allowed her guest to reach a level she had been dreaming of, and it also would mean a positive review for her when the time came to help her guest return to the world.

       Peaches wiggled her rump as she trotted back up the road.  Occasionally, other ponygirls would pass, and the ponies would give each other a whinny in greeting, while the drivers waved or said their hellos.  It was a rare sight to see a Ponyboy, but when it did happen, the ponygirls would all go wild, since many of them harbored the desire to have themselves studded out.  Peaches was no exception to this rule, and when the ponygirl spotted a ponyboy, she began her wiggling and tail shaking like all the other ponygirls.

       Sophie had an idea, and pulled Peaches to a stop next to the cart with the ponyboy.  Sophie talked to the Mistress driving, and they came to an agreement, but the ponies couldn’t hear the details.  All they knew was their drivers were talking briefly.  Then they both felt the smack of a crop on their rumps, and they trotted off, loving their simple lives.

       Sophie decided to make Peaches ready for her surprise, so she smacked her pony’s wiggling rump until Peaches was at a fast trot.  Sophie always loved to watch her pony’s ass and tail wiggle and swish at the faster speeds, and it often made the ponies frisky as the crotch strap would rub their clits in a faster motion.  Sophie watched as Peaches shuttered a couple of times on the road, sure that the crotch strap had done its job effectively.

       Peaches felt her reins pulled to the left and back, indicating a slowing turn, and she wasn’t surprised to find herself prancing into the driveway of the cottage she left earlier in the day.  Her driver drove her into the barn, and pulled her to a stop.  She felt the cart shift a little as her driver got out, and she wiggled her rump as she was unhitched from the cart.  She felt herself being led by her bit to a padded bench, and felt herself being pulled over it, bending her over at the waist.

       Sophie loved the mating frame, because it allowed her to bend the helpless ponygirls over itself, and left them wondering what would come next.  Sophie knew, of course, what was in store, but it was going to be a surprise for Peaches.  Sophie picked up the blindfold, and placed it over Peaches’ eyes, and then she fastened the waist belt across Peaches’ back, and flipped her tail up onto her back, exposing her swollen pussy lips, split by the crotch strap.  Sophie smiled, and unbuckled the strap, and flipped it aside, then stood back and waited, as she watched her ponygirl wiggle her ass in anticipation.

Chapter 7: Surprises

       Peaches couldn’t see, but she could hear, and she soon heard the clip clop of another pair of hoof boots.  She wiggled her ass, nervously, as she hard the hooves coming closer.  Then she felt it.  A cock was sliding up her wet pussy.  Peaches let out a whiny of passion, as the cock slid home, and then it began its thrusts in and out.  Peaches wiggled her ass, and began to keep pace with the cock in her pussy, matching its thrusts with her own. 

       Sophie watched as her ponygirl began to match the thrusts of the ponyboy now impaling her pussy with his cock.  Yes, the trainers loved to see their charges having fun, and they soon were placing bets as to which pony would cum first.  Sophie was glad she had checked the guest list, and saw the couple was sharing the cottage with Peaches, and so could arrange this little special scene with them. 

       Peaches let out a powerful whinny as her body convulsed in orgasm.  Her pussy began dripping her honey on the cock in her pussy, her muscles squeezing the cock with their rhythmic convulsions.  She felt the cock in her tense up, and then her belly grew warmer as the cock sprayed her insides with its juices.  Her own body, already highly charged, pushed her over the edge again and again as the cock continued to hammer her pussy, until finally, she slumped on the padded bench, exhausted.

       Sophie saw her ponygirl slump in exhaustion, and she helped guide the ponyboy off the ponygirl, and into a stall.  Sophie watched with one eye as the mistress bedded down her ponyboy, while Sophie carried her ponygirl into the neighboring stall, and slipped her onto the hay bed.  Smiling, she and the mistress closed both stall doors, and then closed the door to the barn, before walking into the house.

Chapter 7: The Lion Pit

       Peaches was released from harness the following morning, after Sophie spent an hour grooming her and cleaning her up.  Peaches nuzzled her trainer as her tack was removed, and she was left in the barn.  Sophie went back into the house, and donned her maid’s uniform, and waited until Sarah came out of the barn with a warm glow to her.

       “Did you enjoy the barn, Miss?”

       Sarah smiled, and nodded.  She sure did, but as her pony persona.  Still, she couldn’t shake the happiness she had felt.

       “Yes Sophie, I did.  But I want to see what else is going on.  Do you think you could arrange for some transportation for me to roam the rest of the zoo?”

       “Of course miss.  I must advise you to try a few of the exhibits, if you’re daring enough for them, but if you do, you’re in it till the staff says you’re done.  Just my obligatory warning for all guests that visit us, Miss.”

       “Of course, Maid.  Now, arrange for me the transport, or I’ll give that bottom of yours a nice red coloring before I leave.”

       Sophie wasted no time in calling down to the stables to have her guest put on the tour list, and was told the next tour cart would be around their cottage in a few moments.  Sophie packed her guest a basket with some towels, some spare panties, and a few other odds and ends, before holding a sun umbrella over her head as they waited for the tour coach.

       Sarah smiled as she saw the matched ponygirls pulling the coach.  She was almost tempted to have Sophie put Peaches into the community service pool, but decided she had better see the other exhibits.  She boarded the coach, and listened as the driver gave them a brief list of stops, and how often the coaches would pass the exhibits.  She also listened as he told the passengers that volunteering to participate was encouraged, and not to feel hesitant if they saw anything they wanted to try.

       The first stop on the tour was named the lion pit.  As Sarah and the other passengers got out, they saw the most unusual sight.  In the pit were 3 women in yellow gold body paint, with their hair combed and set like a lion’s mane.  The guests watched as the lion girls crawled around their enclosure, or else sat on the rocks, relaxing. 

Sarah was getting curious as to what made the exhibit appealing to the crowd that had gathered, when she suddenly saw a door in the back open, and out came a girl in body paint, colored like a gazelle.  Her arms were pinned behind her back, and her feet were in a pair of hoof boots, but all watching could tell she was excited and nervous at the same time.  One look at her gushing pussy spoke volumes.

Sarah and the other guests watched, as the lion girls spotted the helpless gazelle girl, and began to circle her, herding her towards a corner of the enclosure.  Suddenly, the center lion girl pounced, bringing the gazelle girl to the ground.  The lion girl quickly had her head between the gazelle girls legs, and was licking the helpless gazelle girl’s pussy like she was lapping at milk.  The gazelle girl’s moans and squeals were muffled by a gag, but the crowd didn’t care about her sounds, they were all watching the lion girls taking turns lapping the helpless gazelle girl’s pussy.  Finally, after twenty minutes, the gazelle girl lay on the ground, all her energy spent.  The lion girls crawled away, smiling to the cheers of the audience.

Sarah decided to ask her question, and she approached the staff worker. 

“Miss, can I be the next meal for the lions?”

“Of course you can, dear.  We will need to get you ready thought.  Come with me.”

Sarah followed the trainer back behind the enclosure, and into a prep room.  Sarah blushed as the trainer and her helper soon had her stripped naked, and shaved smooth.  Sarah blushed as the two trainers began to paint her body in the brown paint, leaving only her breasts and pussy skin toned.  Sarah felt her pussy moisten as she recalled what happened to the last gazelle girl.

“Oh, I see you’re already excited, huh, prey? Who’s a good gazelle girl?  Who’s going to get her pussy eaten by a pack of lion girls?”

The trainers teased their new victim as they began the more detailed work.  One worker began painting the spots onto Sarah’s back, while the other helped her into the hoof boots, zipping them closed around her ankles.  Sarah felt her arms folded into the familiar grip of a bondage sleeve, pinning her arms up in the small of her back, rendering them useless.  Finally, one trainer slipped a ball gag into her mouth, and pronounced her ready.  Sarah’s pussy was dripping as she was led to the door into the pit, and watched as it slid open.  She felt a hand push her in the back, and she tottered into the pen. 

The lion girls saw their helpless victim, and as before, they began to crawl to her, herding her into a corner.  Sarah watched their approach, and knew it was only a matter of time.  Her pussy was gushing as she waited for the inevitable.  This time, the left hand lion girl pounced first, tackling Sarah to the ground, and forcing her head between Sarah’s legs.

Sarah squirmed and moaned as the lion girl began licking at her dripping pussy.  Her mind was caught between squealing for mercy, and panting for more.  She felt herself quiver over and over as the lion girls feasted on her pussy juice.  Each successive licking caused their victim to cream more and more, draining her of her energy.  Eventually, Sarah couldn’t take it anymore, and her mind and vision went blank.

Sarah awoke in the prep room, to the sight of the trainers.  They smiled at her, and helped her to sit up, as they continued to clean her body of the paint.

“You put on quite a show out there, little prey girl.  You were coming so hard, we were wondering if we would have to go in there and try to get the lion girls off you.  You certainly are a natural as a prey girl.”

Sarah smiled weakly, and thanked the trainers for their help.  She took some time to shower, before slipping on a fresh pair of panties, and her clothes, before rejoining a tour coach, on its way to the next destination.  Sarah thought back as she waited for the coach to arrive, knowing no one would believe her if she reported what had happened in her news story.

Chapter 9: The mermaid tank

       Sarah and the tour group she was with stopped next at what the guide said was the aquarium of the zoo.  Sarah thought he might be joking, until she saw the girls in their costumes.  Sarah saw a girl there who looked like she had just turned 21 with purple hair, dressed in a mermaid costume.  Her costume had a purple shell top, her tail had purple scales.  Sarah was stunned for a moment, as she looked at the mermaid.  Then she spotted the other mermaids.  Girls all dressed in mermaid tails of various colors were swimming around in a huge pool, each swimming and motioning for the visitors to join them.

       Sarah walked over to the mermaid that had caught her eye, and watched as she smiled, and pointed to a staircase, and smiled again.  Curious, Sarah went to the stairs, and walked up.  She found herself in a locker room, with a hole in the middle of the floor.  The mermaid girl was at the hole, smiling at Sarah.

       “Hello there.  My name is Melody and I couldn’t help but notice you looking at me.  Do you want to swim with me?”

       Sarah was stunned as Melody spoke to her, and she blushed before answering.

       “Hi Melody, my name is Sarah.  I was so surprised to find mermaids here, to be honest.  But I would like to swim with you, if you want me to.  But before I do, I am curious.  Why a mermaid and what sorts of thrills can a mermaid offer a guest like me?”

       “Sarah, I choose to be a mermaid because I love to swim, and I find the thought of making guests wet at the sight of me swimming here arousing.  As far as what I can offer you, there really aren’t any limits to the underwater world.  But most guests like to slip on bikinis and challenge their mermaids to pull them off, and lick their pussies.  But other guests like to try to capture mermaids, make them squirm, and cum using dildos and other toys on us. Do you have a preference?”

       Sarah thought for a moment, and decided to try something entertaining for them both.

       “Melody, I would like you to try to capture me, but I want to also know what it is like from a mermaid’s perspective.  Would it be possible, when you capture me, once you make me cum, to make me a mermaid, and see if we can get a guest to capture me?”

       “Sure Sarah.  That’s a great game, and one I must remember.  If you are ready, you will find some bikinis in the lockers behind you.  Also, once your dressed, if you would stand on the pad there, the computer can make you a temporary mermaid costume, for when I get those cute bottoms off you.  Once you’re done, just hop in the hole here, and we can play your game.  Oh, and don’t worry about breathing.  The water we swim in is actually an oxygenated mixture, so when it becomes necessary for you to breathe, just open your mouth, and swallow some of the liquid.  It will be weird at first, but once the liquid is in your throat, it will act like gills, and feed you with air, until you decide to leave the pool area.”

       Sarah smiled, and began removing her clothes, and dressing in the bikini.  She decided to go with a hot pink number, and so she pulled a suit off the shelf in the color she liked, and put it on.  The top tied around her neck and back, while the bottoms were held on with ties at her hips.  Once she was happy with her suit, she stood on the platform, and felt her body tingle, as a laser scanned her.  A computer screen asked her what color tails he would like, and she selected the pink one, and smiled as she saw the tail would be ready within the hour.  Finished, she walked over to the pool entrance, and jumped in, feet first.

       Melody watched Sarah enter, and smiled.  She allowed Sarah time to get used to swimming, and then she began her stalking.  Melody swam with her tail underneath Sarah, and began tickling her feet.  Melody smiled as Sarah kicked her legs, to try to look at the mermaid, but Melody was too fast.  Smiling, she devised her plan, to get the bottoms off her victim.

       Sarah treaded water for a moment, trying to track the elusive mermaid, but her movements disturbed the water around her, distorting the view.  Sarah was left to float, waiting for the inevitable.  Suddenly, she felt hands around her waist, and she was going under rapidly.

       Melody had swam under Sarah, and smiled as she saw the smoothness of her legs, and the pouting of her pussy as the suit clung to her body.  Melody decided she would make Sarah squirm and orgasm at the bottom of the tank, to the delight of the people watching from the other side of the glass.  So, she had swum down to the bottom of the tank, and opened a set of stocks, and smiled to the guests.  Then Melody swam up behind Sarah, and wrapped her arms around her waist, and kicked her tail hard, pulling Sarah down to the depths of the pool.  She was bringing her victim to her fate, and the crowd loved it.

       Sarah struggled but it was hopeless in the grips of the mermaid.  She felt Melody’s hands on her waist shift, before she felt her body being bent forward.  Sarah looked, just in time to see her neck sliding into the bottom of a wooden set of stocks.  Sarah put her arms out, to try to push off the bottom, but it was just what Melody had wanted.  Sarah kicked her legs futility as Melody closed the top of the stocks around her neck and wrists, trapping Sarah within their grip.

       Melody smiled as she swam around her victim’s restrained body.  To the delight of the watchers, she began by giving Sarah a few spanks on her ass, causing Sarah to squirm and kick her legs helplessly.  Melody smiled, and reached her hands out, and grabbed the ties on the bottoms of Sarah’s bikini.  She winked to the watching crowd, and pulled the ties, releasing the bottoms of Sarah’s bikini.

       Sarah squirmed in the stocks as her bikini bottom was pulled away from her body.  Melody now had easy access to Sarah’s most delicate parts, and she knew it.  Sarah bucked and squirmed as the mermaid forced her way between Sarah’s legs, and buried her head on Sarah’s pussy.  Sarah’s eyes went wide as Melody began licking at the folds of her pussy, tormenting Sarah mercilessly. 

       Melody loved the squirming and writhing Sarah did as her pussy was licked.  Melody always made sure to give the guests the most pleasure she could, so she took her time, bringing Sarah to the edge of orgasm, then stopping, allowing the need and desire to build and ebb over and over.  By the time Melody decided to force Sarah over the edge, Sarah was practically humping and squeezing the mermaid’s head between her legs.  Melody continued her licking, and pushed Sarah over the edge, lapping greedily at the honey Sarah was releasing.

       Sarah’s body quivered in delight as Melody pushed her over the tipping point.  She clamped her legs tightly around her tormentor’s head, forcing the little mermaid to lap at her pussy until her honey was spent for the moment.  Sarah smiled broadly as she finally came down from her orgasmic bliss.  Melody had released the stocks, and was helping Sarah up to the hole in the pool roof, eager for their next game to begin.

Chapter 10: Mermaids Caught

       Sarah rested in the locker room for a moment, savoring her orgasms at the hands of the mermaid, when she noticed the computer was blinking, indicating her own tail was ready.  Sarah stood on the pad, and giggled as a hole opened, dropping her legs into the tail.  Sarah gasped in surprise as a dildo slipped into her pussy, before the tail seated itself about her waist.  Sarah felt a tingling in her head, and gasped as she realized her hair had been changed to a bright pink color.  Sarah giggled as the computer offered her the shell top, and she smiled as she removed her bikini top, and tied the shell top around her chest, and up to the back of her neck.

       The computer beeped, and the hole Sarah found herself in opened wider, dropping her back into a tank.  Melody swam up next to her, and Sarah couldn’t help but give her a smack on her tail, bringing a smile to Melody’s face.  Then the 2 mermaids began swimming around the tank, wiggling their tails, and smiling as they saw 2 men head up the stairs.

       The men didn’t go to the locker room, but instead were guided to smaller rooms, each equipped with the park’s official mermaid fishing gear.  The men smiled, as they settled into their private rooms, and tied the lures to their poles, and dropped them into the tank via a hole in the floor.

       Sarah and Melody saw the lures, or dildos, dropping into the tank where they were, and suddenly were overcome with a desire to put them into their mouths, and suck on them.  Sarah picked one up, and stuck it into her mouth.  Melody had likewise done the same thing to the other dildo. 

The mermaids didn’t know it, but the liquid they swam in contained part of a sexual arousal pheromone that would be activated by the proximity of the dildo, which was coated with the other part.  When the dildo and liquid met, the mermaids near the dildos would become unable to stop themselves from sticking a dildo into their mouths.  Once it was in, the snare was activated.

Sarah sucked on her dildo eagerly, until she felt a pressure on her neck.  She looked down just in time to see the ends of a collar click close around her neck, trapping the dildo within her mouth.  Melody was likewise being collared.  Both mermaids then felt the collars being pulled up, and they had no choice but to be hauled up with them.

In their rooms, the men smiled as they hauled in their catch.  Both men had watched the previous performance, and each wanted to get Sarah, but both had plans for which ever mermaid they had snared.

Sarah found herself in a room with a strong but shy man within.  He pulled her up into the room, and sat down, before pulling her over his lap, her tailed ass pointing to the ceiling.  Sarah squirmed in her tail, causing her butt to wiggle.  Suddenly, she felt a rush of air, and felt the impact as his hand made contact with her bottom.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Sarah squirmed and wiggled on the man’s lap as he spanked her tail with a passion.  Her ass felt warm, but not in any unusual discomfort.  She slowly accepted her place, and sank into his lap, her bottom continuing to be spanked by her fisherman.

Melody was in the other room, her fisherman had her suspended by her tail upside down, and was rubbing her pussy with his fingers.  She was thrashing as she was rubbed to orgasm over and over, mewing around the dildo still in her mouth. 

Sarah’s fisherman got tired of spanking Sarah on her tail, and dumped her onto her back at his feet.  Sarah could see the bulge in the man’s pants, but she wasn’t prepared for how she was going to be fucked in her tail.  Sarah felt the fisherman lift her tail up, after unzipping his pants and pulling out his hard cock.  Sarah squirmed as he lined up his cock with her pussy, and then squirmed as he rammed into her.  The tail had the effect of holding her legs together, making her pussy squeeze onto the cock in her more, heightening her feelings and stimulation.

Melody was likewise being fucked by her own fisherman, but he had her on her belly, and was ramming into her helpless pussy from above.  Melody squirmed on her belly, but her fisherman had bound her hands behind her back, making her helpless.

Both mermaids came buckets as their fishermen used them for their pleasure, then they squealed as they were dumped down a tube and splashed back into the pool, their pussies dribbling the men’s cum into the water around them.  Sarah hugged Melody before swimming back up to the locker room, and changed into her clothes, before walking back down to the observation deck.  She waved at Melody, and smiled as Melody waved back, before she went back to teasing the guests.  Sarah walked out to the tour coach, and joined another group, heading out to their next stop, a farm setting.

Chapter 11: The Cows

       Sarah and the tour group next found themselves at a farm, watching some of the most unusual play they had seen before.  Sarah had already seen the ponygirls barn, but the barn next to it surprised her.  Within its walls, women were colored like cows, and were forced to kneel within stocks, as suction cups on their nipples tormented them.  Occasionally, the cow women would moo in delight as they gave their milk to the machine, or they would wiggle their ass, as a guest would finger their pussies.

       Sarah, ever curious now, decided to play with a cow herself.  She walked down the row, and selected one with some huge tits, who appeared to be her age.  Sarah smiled, and walked behind the cow girl, and examined her more closely.

       Eve saw the guest begin inspecting her, and wiggled her ass excitedly.  It had been a week since someone had seriously toyed with her, and she was eager to cum.  Eve had been recruited to the cow women barn after the staff had seen her DD cup tits, and her sensitive nipples.  She had been dipped into a hair removal gel, and then spent the next three hours being colored.  Her body was now a bright white, with black spots on it spread out in a random fashion.  Her face had been colored too, but her breasts and pussy had been left their natural color.  When she was done, Eve found herself being led into the barn, and guided to a milking stand.  Her head had been placed in a stockade, followed by her wrists and ankles, effectively trapping her there till someone released her.  The barn staffer moved up the line, teasing each cow girl’s nipples, before picking up the milking machine cups, and placing them over the cow girl’s nipples.  Then the worker left, and the machines began their steady sucking on the helpless cow girl’s nipples.

       Sarah squirmed as she watched her chosen cow girl’s breasts being sucked on by the machine.  She also could smell and see the girl’s arousal, and decided it was time to make the cow girl moo in delight.  Sarah smiled and began using her finger to trace the folds of the helpless cow girl’s pussy.  She smiled as she saw her cow squirm and begin wiggling her ass in pleasure.

       Eve was delighted.  She was going to get to cum today.  She wiggled her hips, and mooed softly with her rising passion.  Her pussy was already beginning to drip her honey, and her tormentor hadn’t even started.

       Sarah smiled as she tormented the cow girl kneeling before her.  She brought the helpless slave to the brink, and then mercilessly stopped her tormenting, only to start over.  She smiled as she listened to the desperate mooing of the cow girl.  She delighted in the way she kept wiggling her hips, desperate to get over the edge.  But Sarah was an expert on keeping a girl on the edge without pushing her over, and this little cow hadn’t done anything to make Sarah want to push her over the edge. 

       Sarah tired after watching the cow girl squirm and moo for more than an hour, but she was bored, and decided to continue on to other parts of the farm.  She smiled and turned back one last time, to see the cow girl mooing at her with desperate need in her eyes, only to see Sarah smile back at her and wave.

Chapter 12: The Chicken Coop

       Sarah walked down a path from the barn, and caught sight of a most unusual enclosure ahead.  Within, women were clucking like chickens, and a few were squatting and had intense looks on their faces.  Sarah watched, curious, when she saw one of the chicken girls lay an egg.  It took Sarah a few moments to realize what she had seen, but as she tried to gather her thoughts, sure enough, another chicken girl had laid her own egg.

       Sarah was curious, and watched the pens for a few moments more.  A girl dressed like Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz came by, and collected the eggs in her basket, or occasionally would reach down to one of the chicken girls, and give something a pump.  Sarah watched as she worked, seeing her inserting a small white ball into a chicken girl, then move on, while the chicken girl became focused on laying an egg.

       Sarah was getting curious, and decided it was time to try something new.  She walked over to the girl, and asked what was going on.

       “Oh, Hi.  I am just collecting the eggs these chickens lay.  They can sometimes lay a lot of eggs, if they work on it.”

       “Um, this may sound weird, but how does a girl lay an egg?”

       “Would you like to try?  It is a lot easier to do it, than to try to get an explanation.”

       “Um, ok…why not?”

       Sarah blushed as the girl helped her out of her skirt and panties, and had her kneel down.  Sarah felt the girl tickle her pussy a little, before she inserted a small white ball into her pussy.  Sarah wasn’t sure what to make of it, until she felt the ball begin to inflate.  Sarah squirmed as the girl pumped up the egg.  Once, twice, three times, and then a fourth, the girl inflated the egg.  Sarah felt like she had a beach ball in her pussy.

       “There you go.  Now just use your muscles, and you can lay your egg dear.  I’ll check on you in a few minutes.”

       Sarah looked at the girl with a surprised look on her face, but she focused on contracting and pushing with her pussy muscles, and she felt the egg within her start to move.  Slowly, but with concentration, Sarah made the egg move, until finally she felt it slide out her pussy.  Sarah blushed, but decided it wasn’t her thing, so she dressed herself, and decided to move on before the evil Dorothy could return and re-egg her.

Chapter 13: The Pound

       Sarah had no trouble identifying the next building.  She could hear the barking and whimpering from within, and knew she was hearing dogs.  She opened the door, and was not surprised to find herself surrounded by dog girls.  She loved their outfits, and was so happy to find so many happy little puppy girls near her. 

       The puppy girls each were wearing a rubber skin tight suit, which covered them from head to toe.  The suits forced the girls to crawl around on their knees and elbows, and each suit was colored to match different breeds, although the predominant breeds were Dalmatians or the basic rubber colors of Black, Brown, and White.

       Sarah smiled as she made her way thru the small pack of dog girls, and towards a reception desk.  Behind it, she saw a sign:

All Puppies within the next room have asked to be sold for a period of not less than 3 years.  Anyone who wishes to buy one of these puppies needs to allow for an inspection of their homes to be conducted, to ensure the puppy girl’s comfort, and for the installation of certain security and safety devices.

Anyone wishing to join the adoption program as a puppy, be forewarned.  Once in the suit, there is no escape until the adoption is complete, or until a time of release is specified.

Sarah was intrigued.  She knew that human puppies were out there on the streets sometimes, but always it seemed, they created a huge fuss for neighbors or for some town busy body.  But when she had seen the puppies on the street, the dog girls themselves seemed to be having the times of their lives.  Sarah was most definitely curious, but she wasn’t sure she wanted to wear the suit just yet. 

“Can I help you, Miss?”

“Oh, yes please.  I was wondering, if I could adopt my own puppy girl slave?”

“Of course, miss.  Please fill out this form, and give us a thumb scan, so we may enter your home, and inspect it.  Do you think you may be tempted to put on a suit too, if there was someone or something to take care of you?”

Sarah thought about her answer for a moment, and then nodded.  “Yes, I may be tempted into a suit, although I am not sure if I would want to remain in it.  But if the house was computerized, and I was sure both I and the puppy were safe, I might just have the house suit me for a time period.  But mostly, I see the house computer helping me to take care of my lovely puppy girl.”

“Of course miss.  Why don’t we let you pick one you like now, and she can come home with you to the cottage?  We will also send a spare suit to the cottage as well, and your maid can suit you, if you desire, until it is time to leave us here?”

“Ok, why not.”

Sarah followed the staff girl into the adoption kennels, and went to one of the cages.  Within, Sarah found herself looking at a familiar face, hidden behind a puppy mask.

“Well, look who I found, a little puppy girl named Sparkle.  Or should I say, a girl in a puppy suit, who used to be called Cindy.  And weren’t you the one telling me you wouldn’t be a puppy girl?  Guess you changed your mind, humm.”

Sarah and Cindy had been best friends in school together.  But when the school had started using human pet slave girls as mascots, Cindy had been a little too critical of the policy of making the lowest grade report card girl the mascot.  It didn’t help that she had the lowest grades on the squad, and soon found herself in the humiliating Lioness costume, being forced to crawl around and roar like an animal.  After school ended, Cindy had disappeared, and it was rumored she had left to go to a different school.  Now Sarah was looking at her, helplessly bound and dependant, in her own puppy suit.  Sarah took the leash and clipped it to the collar around Sparkle’s neck, and led the helpless puppy girl out of the kennel.

“Now Sparkle, it is time to take you home with me.  You’re going to be my new puppy girl.”

Sarah led Sparkle out of the kennels, and picked her up and placed her into the back kennels of the tour coach, before sitting up in the passenger section, for the ride back to the cottage.

Chapter 14: Returning to Civilization

       Sarah and Sparkle dismounted from the coach at the cottage Sarah had booked.  Sophie came out, and collected some packages from the luggage compartment of the coach, and helped her Mistress lead her new puppy into the house.  Sophie knew what was in the boxes, since she had seen other girls after their return from the kennels.  Still, Sophie had hoped her Miss might turn out different.

       “Sophie, my puppy has had a tiring trip, I am sure.  Please get her a bowl of water and food, and make her comfortable.  Once she has had her fill, please put her into the kennel cage, and come up to my room for a few minutes.”

       “Yes Miss, right away.”

       Sarah had gotten the impression Sophie knew something she didn’t know, and decided before she went too far, she had better ask the helpful maid what she wasn’t telling her.  And what better way to learn, than to ask.

       Sophie entered her guest’s room, and curtsied to her.  Sarah smiled, and waved the maid to a seat.

       “Sophie, I saw the look in your eyes when I brought Sparkle home with me.  I know there is something your not telling me, and I want you tell me now, what that something is.”

       Sophie sat stoically, but decided in her heart she couldn’t disobey an order.  She sighed, and began her story.

       “I wasn’t always a maid, Miss.  I once had the honor of being a guest, just like you.  However, I ran afoul of some of the rules, and tried some things apparently that tagged me as a true submissive.  Well, the night of my departure, my maid drugged my food, and when I awoke, I was dressed in a maid’s uniform.  My mind had be reprogrammed, and it was now my duty to be the maid, and serve the guests who came.  When I found someone I deemed to be truly submissive, I was under orders to make them into their true selves.  In your case Miss, I was undecided, until I saw Sparkle and the extra suit box.  Now I know you’re a submissive at heart miss, and I must carry out my orders.  But, since you asked me, I will do something rare, and that is, ask you what you would like to be turned into.”

       Sarah was stunned.  She hadn’t expected this level of organization, nor had she suspected the honesty in Sophie’s brief story.  Still, the question Sophie had posed to her put her into a difficult position.  Sarah had always wanted to be a ponygirl, and she loved the time Sophie had spent putting her into her own fantasy.  But her mind also thought of Sparkle, and of Sophie herself.  Sarah had grown fond of these two girls, one from school, the other from her time here.  Now, however, it seemed she had to make a decision, on what to do with her life.

       “Sophie, this is what I want you to do…”

Epilogue:

       “Good Morning, Miss Sophie, and Miss Sarah.  The time is 8:00 am, and the weather report is sunny.  It would be a good day for a pony ride in the country.  House efficiency is at 99%, and all systems are ready for vocal commands.”

       Sarah stretched out in her bed, and felt her partner stir next to her.  She smiled as she heard the computer’s voice tell her of the forecast, and she smiled as she thought of her day.  It had been a year since she had told Sophie of her plans, and sure enough, she had managed to make it home safely, with her friends. 

Sparkle was curled up at the foot of their bed, her mind too far gone in her puppy life to be brought back.  So she had to remain as their loving and devoted puppy slave.  But, Sarah hadn’t forgotten about her, or about the suit.  A month after her return, she had Sophie put her into the spare suit, and lived a week as Sparkle’s fuck mate.  Sophie had fitted her with a dildo, and Sarah whimpered as Sparkle mounted her back and thrust the dildo into Sarah’s pussy, fucking her like a bitch in heat.  Sarah had whimpered and quivered as she came under Sparkle’s thrusting, spilling her pussy juices to the delight of Sophie.  The next week, Sarah was fucking Sparkle with the dildo, and Sparkle was likewise cumming buckets.  Both puppies fucked each other for a month, before Sophie took Sarah out of the suit.

Sophie had spent the next month making Sarah’s house into a computerized modern slavers house.  She had installed all sorts of toys and devices the computer core could control, all run on a girl’s pussy juice.  Once the house was ready, Sarah took her pleasure in stripping Sophie out of her maid’s uniform, and putting her into the power booth.  Sarah sat Sophie down in the padded chair, and slipped a dildo into her pussy, and connected some leads to her nipples, before closing the panel, leaving Sophie to the mercy of the computer.  All month, Sophie squirmed and came from the merciless teasing the computer did to her body.  By the time Sarah took Sophie out, the power supply to the house had been charged for the next year.

Now it was Sarah’s turn to experience Sophie’s torment.  Sophie smiled as Sarah emerged from the shower.  Sophie pointed to the back yard, and Sarah nodded before walking down to the stable out back.  Sophie took her time, dressing herself in her riding mistress outfit, before feeding Sparkle.  Sophie came into the stable, to find Sarah standing between the posts, her wrists and ankles spread wide, awaiting her Mistress.  Yes, Sophie was going to enjoy Sarah’s wiggling tail and bouncing breasts again, as she watched her ponygirl prance and pull her cart around town.  The neighbors already had begun working on their own stables as well.  Ponygirls and pet girls were here to stay.