Bar None Stables
by Kilogram
Chapter 10
Three paved trails led away from the stable. Within a few days, Linda
knew every twist and turn of each of the three. She could anticipate the pull on
the reins to guide her around turns.
During her first three days in public use, Linda broke all income
records for new ponygirls. During her first ten days, every friend, every
acquaintance came to try her out. Everyone whose name she put on the list came
to see her those first few days. They talked to others who were in classes with
her and they came to try her out. Guys who had admired her at a distance came.
Some people came back second and third times, deciding it was more fun to rent a
ponygirl you knew.
"You know, we should make this a weekly outing."
During those first three days, He did not have to put Linda in the
automatic walker once. She got plenty of exercise trotting down the path. (In
fact, she got more exercise than the other ponygirls who were placed in the
walker.) When a handler brought her back to the stable at the end of the day, He
brushed her hair and gave her a sugar cube.
After two weeks, the number of people renting her dropped off. New
ponygirls were brought in, and they garnered most of the attention. Still, Linda
was one of the most beautiful ponygirls they had (and by far the most obedient),
so she was still popular. Maybe once or twice a day He put her in the automatic
walker. He always was the one to take her back to the corral so she knew He
remained there to watch her.
It seemed to Linda that since she had come to that park, everyone passed
through. It was inevitable that Ken appear with a new girl friend.
"Have you ever ridden in a ponygirl sulky before?" she heard him ask.
She instantly recognized his voice.
"No."
The girl did not seem that bright.
Ken raised his right hand to her exposed tits. He rubbed the nipples
with the back of his hand.
"What are you doing?" she heard the bimbo ask.
"It's like petting a dog or horse."
"Can I do it?"
"Sure. You use the back of your hand like this. You reward the ponygirl
for being good without copping a feel."
The girl was a blonde. Linda saw that when she got in her face as she
stroked her nipples. Ken's actions had already made her nipples hard and
pointed. She wished she could make them soft quickly, but she did enjoy it quite
a lot. She was sorry when the blonde quit.
"Come on, let's ride."
She wondered if she took the two of them where she and Ken had gone on
their date. Her knowledge of the park was limited to the paths only. She had no
idea what was only a few inches beyond the edge.
"Whoa!"
He pulled back on the reins to get her to stop. She quickly decided he
had pulled two hard. He needed some lessons on the proper way to handle a
ponygirl and sulky.
She felt the sulky shift as the two got off. Maybe it was her
imagination, but it seemed that the blonde weighed as much as Ken did.
She felt him extended the reins so he could tie them to something. Linda
knew she would not run off. Once off the path she would be completely lost. If
on her own, the best she could do was follow the path back to the rental booth.
There was nothing for Linda to do besides stare at the path before her.
She flexed her arms, feeling the constraint of each strap and chain. She was no
uncomfortable in that position, she just could not move much.
"Oh, yes! Yes! Yes!" the blonde's cries came from the bushes. The cries
of ecstasy were a little melodramatic.
"I wonder if he knows she's faking it," the beautiful ponygirl thought
as the cries became louder. The final cry was a long, drawn out moan.
Ten or fifteen minutes later the two returned silently to the sulky.
After Ken said, "Giddy up," neither said a word until they returned to the booth
where a handler took over.
"A quickie, and then it's all over between them," Linda thought on her
way to the corral.
Renters chose her three more times that day. She did not have to go in
the automatic walker at all.
Late in the afternoon, the clouds blew in from the oceans. With the
forecast of heavy rain, the grooms took the ponygirls into the stable for
safety, six to a stall. For an hour, heavy rain pelted the city. The ponygirls
listened nervously to the wind blowing from the safety of the stable. The rain
did not start again that day, but the skies remained threatening. They kept the
ponygirls inside so they would not have to prance through the mud in the corral.
Some other groom had led Linda into the stall. He came to her some
minutes after the rain stopped. He slipped her a sugar cube first thing. Using
the reins, he led her outside.
"The path's dried off so it's okay to use. They're going to close
earlier. Rather than being in that walker, I thought you might like to take
another circuit about the park."
Linda bobbed her head as she snorted through the bit.
In minutes he had her secured to a sulky. She felt the sulky shift as he
sat on it.
"Giddy up."
She trotted out of the barn area and down the path, her hooved high
heels pounding on the path. Her movements were graceful. Every step showed off
her body.
He held her reins, and she was a contented, happy ponygirl.
The End
