11 comments/ 81667 views/ 35 favorites Signing up to be a Sex Slave Ch. 01 By: TheDougler80 "Now before you sign, we just want to make sure you understand the terms and conditions of what you're signing," the interviewer spoke very calmly considering the circumstances. The recruiter went on, "By signing you are agreeing to place yourself in sexual servitude to our company, you will be placed in training for a period of 1 to 3 weeks depending on the type of slave code you are assigned by our specialists, after which time you will be 'sold' to one of our clients for the remainder of your service." Amber was here because she was nearly a year out of school and still couldn't find any real kind of work. She had heard about this company through word of mouth and figured free room and board for 4 years, with a big check at the end was the best offer she'd seen. Ashley only had one thing she wasn't sure about. "What do you mean by slave code exactly?" Amber inquired. The interviewer explained, "Well in the world of sexual servitude there are a number of different type of slaves, and some positions are more desirable than others. The more desirable positions are house slaves who usually do very light housework for our clients, usually in the nude, and others are required to have regular sexual intercourse with clients. Further down the line you begin to run into slavery with a more specific fetish attached to it, some of our girls are physically restrained in unique positions and other may be whipped or flogged regularly. At our most bottom positions we have animalist fetishists, in which out clients have our slaves engage in 'puppy play' or even become a 'pony girl' for the length of there servitude." This information concerned Amber as to the risks of what she might be getting into. She asked, "How is a slave code determined? And what happens if I am selected for one of the less desirable codes?" The interviewer answered Amber question, "From here you'll be taken to our training facility in which one of out specialists will put you through a series of tests, the results of which will help them determine your slave code which they will assign to you. But I wouldn't worry too much about getting an undesirable code, from your specs I'd say you are an excellent candidate for one of our best positions, the lower positions are usually for girls who can't get by on their looks and need to resort to allowing our clients inflict their fetishes on them." It was true, Amber was a very attractive young woman, she was 5'6'' with an ample 36C breasts, accented by her slim, toned, and tanned figure. She felt confident in her looks and figured in an industry steered by sexual desire she'd be sure to dominate. Amber signed the contract and felt ready for what ever came next. "Great," the interviewer said with some enthusiasm. "Now for the next steps, you just need to take these pills, they'll put you in a pretty deep sleep, but you should wake up feeling fine. We'll obviously handle transport from there. You'll wake up in a bed in what will resemble a hospital room, and be greeted by one of our specialists who, when you're ready will administer the necessary tests to determine you're slave code, based on things like attractiveness, flexibility, sexual responsiveness. Once your slave code is determined you'll be transferred to one of our trainers who will proceed to train you." Amber hesitantly took the pills from the interviewers vial and downed them with a swig of water. It wasn't long after that her eyes got heavy and she fell asleep. Amber woke up gently as the recruiter had promised, she had no idea how much time had passed since she took those pills, but the reality of her situation was about to set in. She was promised that she would wake up to find a specialist who would assist her through a series of trials. What she woke up to find was herself strapped to a gyno chair, completely nude, in what seemed to be some kind of lab. Her legs were in stirrups, straps were around her ankles, her thighs, one was around her waist, another just below her breasts. Amber's arms with secured to arms rests at her side, straps at her wrists and just above her elbows. She was secured in a sort of half laying, half seated position with a strap across her forehead keeping her looking straight ahead. In her mouth was an O-Ring gag, which kept made any sort of understandable speech impossible. Forced to look forward, in front of her was a mirror where she was able to see the entirety of herself, she noticed that she was completely waxed between her legs. Before this she kept a neat landing strip, but had never been completely bare like this before. She was confused and scared and did not know what had happened. She had been assured she would wake up in much nicer settings than this. Amber tried to squirm free, but the straps were strategically placed to ensure she was not able to move even slightly. Suddenly the door behind her opened and closed, and someone had entered. It was just outside her sight line, but who ever came in began to speak, and her voice sounded awfully familiar to Amber. "Hello Amber, my name is Agent Smith, you must be a little confused. You see most of our clients would wake up to a situation severely nicer than yours, and I am sure you are wondering what happened. Well it's actually a big coincidence, you see, I know you from your life before signing into servitude, and once I saw your name entered in the system I had to make sure I would be the specialist to evaluate you." Upon finishing her little speech Agent Smith stepped next to Amber's gyno chair, and she immediately recognized her soon to be tormentor. Agent Smith was Veronica Smith, Amber's college rival. Veronica was a year ahead of Amber at their college, and was the queen bee until Amber arrived. From the moment Amber started freshman year she bested Veronica in everything from sports to academics. But Veronica tried to explain how she didn't have as much time to practice to her teammates, and how she was in more difficult classes to her advisors, no one listened and Amber was seen as the all around better student. This fact was because while Amber majored in English, Veronica was double majoring in psychology and physiology while beginning an early entrance into a Master's program. Veronica always resented Amber because she was always outdoing her, even in looks, but her hard work had paid off because now Veronica had an excellent job with this company, while Amber was forced to enlist into sexual servitude. "So Amber," Veronica began to assemble some tools at the table next to Amber's gyno chair, "I am sure the recruiter promised that a smart pretty girl like you a good slave code, but if you can't tell from your current predicament that's not going to happen." Amber moaned in protest and squirmed as much as she could, "So should we begin?" Veronica said with a bit of laugh. "Well since you're tied up like that I am afraid you'll be ineligible to take a number of the tests, so I suppose I will just have to fail you for those tests. I guess we can just skip to the 'sexual response' test" Veronica took a gun looking device off the table and a small plastic tube, she licked around Amber's nipple and placed the tube on it. Amber couldn't help but writhe in her binds and Veronica attached the gun and as she pulled the trigger it sucked the air out and more and more pressure was applied to her nipple. Once veronica was satisfied with the amount of pressure she gave Amber's other nipple the same treatment. Amber tried desperately to close her legs as Veronica place a tube on her clitoris and pumped the air out, "Hmm, you seem to be getting pretty wet, the test says to gently massage your vagina while these are applied and see how long you can stop yourself from orgasming, but I had something else in mind." Veronica produced a vibrator and touched it to the tube attached to Amber's clit, she tried to hold out as long as she could, but it wasn't long before she couldn't help but have an Orgasm. "Hmm, not a very good time I'm afraid." Veronica said, as she wrote on Amber's chart. "Well I think I have seen enough. I am ready to make my recommendation. You know usually we're supposed to do this part in private, but I don't mind if you hear." Veronica picked up the office phone and dialed, Amber was only able to hear Veronica's half of the conversation which was delivered as Veronica watched her face with a big smile on her own, "Hello. Yes, I am all done with subject A03. No yeah, it didn't take long at all, she wasn't very compliant, so I was forced to restrain her. Yeah, I know that's why I am recommending the all-inclusive-fetish program for this one, the discipline is just what she needs, which is why I am also going to recommend Nicole as her trainer. Yeah, tell me about it, Nicole will definitely going to whip her into shape, she is the strictest trainer we have, and she runs the longest programs, she one of the only one I know of who uses the full three weeks. Ok, I am going to leave her here, she's in the gyno chair and I don't think she's going anywhere. Ok, you too, bye bye" Amber was losing her mind, she was assured she would be doing things like dusting and maybe getting fucked once in awhile, but now because of Veronica she was going to be forced to engage in weird fetishes beyond her wildest imagination. Veronica approached Amber, and put her face right in front of Amber's. Veronica had a sadistic look on her face and began to speak, "Don't worry about college anymore Amber, I know what Nicole is going to do to you, and I can tell you we are more than even. I'm going to leave those suction cups on you until the delivery people come for you. But I want to leave you with something to think about over the next month while Nicole is working your ass over day and night, as bad as she's going to ride you. At the end of it, you're going to be sold to someone as a pony girl or puppy bitch or something like that and be there depraved sex slave for the next few years of your life." Amber looked up with pleading helpless eyes into her captors eyes who had no remorse for her plight. Veronica as a final act put her hands on Amber's face and leaned in as if she was going to kiss her, and Veronica spit into Amber's mouth. Wiping her mouth, Veronica walked off with a smile, as Amber struggled in vein in her straps disgusted by Veronica's spit in her mouth she could only moan into her gag as her fate as a fetish Girl awaited her. Signing up to be a Sex Slave Ch. 02 Amber found herself again nude, she was locked into a set of stocks in what seemed like a typical dungeon, she was locked into a bending position, around her ankles were cuffs that were secured to D-Rings on the floor keeping her legs spread. She was gagged again, though this time it was a large ball gag that had straps that went up her face, and an additional strap under her chin. She was in her second week of her slave training with her new Mistress, Nicole, who had a reputation as the toughest in the training program. Over the past two weeks Amber had been put through the ringer sexually. All sorts of anal plugs, nipple clamps, and vibrators were used to break her willful spirit. The once proud woman was now a docile and submissive creature at the hand of Nicole. Nicole entered, Amber looked up with a defeated look in her eye before returning her eye line to the floor. She knew better than to look Nicole in the eye. "How are we doing today slave?" Nicole asked with confidence in her voice. "Mmphf" was all Amber could muster. "Aww, what a good little slave you've been recently, I've got some great news for you. You've survived the first two weeks of my regimen, and I have a little treat for you for doing so well." Nicole kept talking as she adorned a large strap-on dildo just in front of Amber's face, "When you first started I couldn't believe you got picked to be a fetish girl, with your looks and body, you would of made a great house slave, usually my program is for more homely girls who can't get by on there looks and have to do this creepy fetish stuff. I must admit, you have been one of the toughest girls to break, most of the women who I train don't have any self confidence from their appearance, but we still broke you, didn't we?" Nicole went on as she applied lube to her fake dick, "Now you know I wouldn't break you down if I wasn't going to build you back up silly, now that I have you in a state I like, it's time to make you into the sex slave you were meant to be, but first your reward for being such a good challenge the past two weeks." Nicole walked behind Amber and put herself in position, with her hand she guided her dildo's tip to the entrance of Amber's asshole. As soon as she felt it, Amber allowed her anus to completely relax and the rubber cock slid easily into her ass. Nicole found her rhythm fucking her slave bound in stocks as she continued to compliment what a good slave Amber had become. "Such a clever girl you are, remember when you first we under my tutelage, it was like pulling teeth getting anything into your ass, but eventually it got in there. Now you know better, don't you?" Amber could only give grunts and moans as a response, but it was true. After Veronica had spitefully sentenced her to Nicole's program she was subjected to several severe floggings immediately, followed by several ruined orgasms in which she was brought to the brink of release and then not made to come, which was extremely frustrating for her. Once Amber cam without permission, and received a punishment so harsh she knew to never do that again. The first time Nicole put a butt plug to Amber's anus, she clenched it tightly. But this was not Nicole's first slave reluctant to anal sex. Nicole simply used an oiled finger to slowly encircle Amber's clitoris, her body betrayed her and her anus eventually relaxed allowing the butt plug to slip right in. At first Amber tried to protest through all the beating and forced insertions, insisting that she did not belong there and it was all because of Veronica, which is why Nicole, even at the end of her second week had her gagged. By the end of the first week though, Amber had accepted her place as Nicole worked her over and humiliated her with acts of sodomy and forced cunnilingus. "Slave, I am going to not only going to remove your ball gag during this session, but if you answer my questions correctly, I may even let you come. Do you understand?" Amber grunted a positive response, as Nicole continued to fuck her up the ass. Nicole reached forward and undid the straps on Amber's gag and she was able to use her tongue to push the gag out of her mouth. Nicole began her questioning, "What is your name?" Amber hadn't been without a gag for a good while now and took a moment before answering, "Ma'am, My name is Slave A03." Nicole smiled and a reached down with one hand began to make broad strokes over Amber's labia, "Good girl, and why are you here?" Amber continued, "Ma'am I am here because I signed a contract to be a sexual servant, and after being fairly judged by a specialist it was determine that I would be best suited to serve in the fetish program and be trained by you to perform my duties to the client who purchases me." This response pleased Nicole, it was good to see her program was working, even on this pretty girl who would never need to lower herself to fetishism. Nicole used her index finger to encircle Amber's clit the same way she did the first time she used a butt plug on her. "Now slave you may come as soon as a I take my hand off of your pussy, I want your orgasm to come solely from you getting it up the ass, do you understand?" Amber agreed to the terms her mistress had laid out, Nicole played her pussy like a violin and then all of the sudden pulled her hand away and devoted all her focus on fucking Amber's ass. Amber, who hadn't come in a good while eagerly gushed as soon as she was able. Afterward, Nicole released Amber from her stocks and instructed her to kneel before her. This was the first time Amber was not restrained in anyway. She knelt before Nicole and did not say a word. They waited and then the door to the dungeon opened and in walked Veronica, still in her lab coat. "Hello Mistress Nicole, how is everything going, I just wanted to check up on Slave A03 make sure she is excelling through your program Nicole began to lecture, "I must admit Agent Smith, when you first sent her here with her looks and defiant attitude, I really thought you screwed up, I mean if it were up to me, I'd be training her to be a mistress like me." This idea made Amber feel worse than any flogger could, the idea that she could have been a mistress herself, instead of being on the receiving end of all the punishment if not for Veronica getting her revenge. Veronica, almost taking offense continued "Yes, well you don't get paid to make those decisions your job is to break mouthy defiant girls, and train them to perform disgusting acts without hesitation that women like us have too much self-respect to ever do. Now did you accomplish this yet? Nicole responded to Veronica, who must have been her superior. "Well, I may not make the rules, but I sure do follow 'em. I took this little spit fire and turned her into a submissive, in fact you just missed her cumming from nothing more than a good ass fucking. As you can see I have her at the point where I don't even need to gag or restrain her." Veronica looked down at Amber, who was on her knees sitting back on her feet, who indeed had a defeated docile look on her face, even in the presence of her rival and the cause for her slavery. Veronica asked Nicole to leave the room and then addressed Amber "Is this true slave, have you been broken, are you nothing more than a pathetic little sex slave who will do whatever your master tells you?" Amber, for the first time in two weeks didn't have a gag in her mouth, restraints on her wrists, or a plug in her ass, could have jumped right up and attacked Veronica for what she had been subjected to because of her. But that Amber was gone. So Slave A03, with her hands folded in her lap simply said "Yes, Ma'am." An evil smile crept across Veronica's face, and she pulled her right hand back and harshly slapped Amber across the face, "That's Mistress Veronica to you! Now answer again" Nicole had never struck Amber that hard, but any semblance or capacity for anger was expertly ousted from Amber by Nicole's tactics as a dominatrix, and she simply said shyly "Yes Mistress Veronica, please forgive me." Amber subconscious knew this wasn't right, Nicole was a beautiful and strong woman who used her knowledge to effectively mold Amber into a submissive. She had no qualm submitting to Nicole, but it wasn't right that she had been broken like a wild horse and then Veronica stepped in to ride her. But never the less, Amber was now a slave to who ever controlled her. Veronica went the wall and grabbed something and then came to Amber, and knelt in front of her at her level. "I bet you never thought of this when you were signing those contracts, I bet you thought you'd just be some house bunny and just have to fuck some guy every now and again, well I have some great news from you." As she was speaking, Veronica was attaching clothes pins to each of Amber's nipples and one on each of labia. In her new state of servitude, as Veronica reached down to attach the pins on her pussy lips, Amber instinctively opened her legs making more of herself available to her tormentor, this pleased Veronica. "You've been bought, by a very special client, she has purchased a number of slaves and likes 'Pony Girls,' I have the orders for Nicole to use your last week to transform you into the best Pony Girl you can be, isn't that wonderful." Obviously it wasn't, but Amber responded, "Yes Mistress Veronica, thank you for taking care of me through out the beginning of my servitude." "Thank you?" Veronica laugh, "Oh, I love it, and I tell you what I think I know just how you can show your gratitude towards me, let's see how well Nicole trained you." Veronica removed her shoes, pants, and panties and walked over to a dungeon style gyno table that was in the room and instructed Amber to follow. Veronica cuffed Amber's hands behind her back, it wasn't necessary, but Veronica loved the sight of it. This time veronica got on the table to placed her feet in the spread stirrups. Amber knelt before the crotch of her former rival who simply said to Amber "Do I even have to say it?" And with that Amber expertly began to eat out Veronica's cunt, as part of her training Amber had to learn to pleasure both male and female perfectly. "Oh yeah," Veronica moaned, "tongue my ass you little whore, I'm gonna come all over you." Amber complied, back in college she bested Veronica at nearly everything, but now a year later, she was cuffed in a dungeon pleasuring her asshole. "Goo-o-o-d girl, I can't wait to check up on you for your 6 month assessment and see what a cute pony girl you'll make, and don't worry about discipline this client runs a tight ship, she makes Nicole look like Doris Day." Veronica was getting close to climax she reached forward and pulled on the back of Amber's head, forcing her tongue deep into Veronica's asshole while she fingered herself. "I hope you enjoyed that ass orgasm Nicole let you have today, cause I am telling her no more for the rest of training, and your new Master puts all her ponies in chastity belts." Amber moaned into Veronica's genitals as despair washed over her. Veronica on the other hand had a gushing orgasm right into Amber's face. Veronica got out of the gyno chair a put her clothes back on, she bent down again to Amber and removed the clips from her nipples and labia, the rush of blood made Amber gasp as each pin came off. "Remember the last thing I did to you the last time we met, I wanna leave the same way." Amber now a broken submissive slave with no protest leaned her head back and opened wide as again Veronica spit into her mouth, this time instead of gagging Amber simply swallowed and thanked her. Veronica walked off with a laugh, and left Amber in the dungeon to find Nicole and instruct her about the pony girl training. Signing up to be a Sex Slave Ch. 03 Amber awoke, still nude, after again being voluntarily drugged for transport. It had been a week since she had finished her training as a Pony Girl and was being delivered to her buyer. She was in the care a two transporters, one male and one female, now that she was awake they began prepping her for her buyer. Amber was not sure were she was, at this point in her training she knew better than to casually glance around the room, she kept her head forward and did not move. Her two transporters immediately began to dress her. Amber stood; a thigh high boot with a "hoof" foot was put on her left leg, and then applied to her right leg. An anal plug was inserted that had a tail made of faux-horse hair giving her the look at actually having a tail. At this point, from the waist down Amber was a Pony. A bridal was brought before Amber's mouth, without any instruction she opened her mouth and gladly accepted it, the straps were secured behind her head. Next blinders were secured to her eyes from her temples, now she had no peripheral vision. Finally a very fancy head dress was place on her head, completing her dress. The two transporters took a step back to admire their work; Amber was the perfect picture of a Pony Girl. "I'd say were ready to bring her in," the female transporter said, the male agreed. The female addressed Amber, "Come along pony." And with that the two transporters starting walking towards the door, Amber followed taking large knee high steps as she learned in her training. The doors opened and as the three exited their initially room into what seemed like a grand hall they were greeted by a very tall and slim woman in a full red and white polo uniform, complete with a black helmet and riding crop. "Oh my, she lovely," the woman spoke with a gentle tone and an elegant English accent, was Amber in England she wondered, she really had no way of knowing right now. "And look at her form, it's simply perfect," the buyer went on. "Yes ma'am," the male transporter spoke, "this one was given extra care in her training, she was very resistant at first, but I think you'll find her quite passive now, you can read her full report and history in the documentation that was left with your secretary." "Oh I am sure, I trust your company, and you've provided my last three ponies and I have yet to be disappointed. I think this one will be just fine, you may leave us," the buyer spoke. And with that the two transporters returned to the original room and left Amber to her new owner. The buyer approached Amber who was now standing still as her new owner reached and began to playfully fondle Amber's breasts as she addressed her, "My name is Sara King, but that is not that important to you because for your time here you will never speak it, or anything else, I have a strict no speaking policy for my ponies, violation of which will be met with severe punishment." As she spoke Sara took each of Amber's nipples between her thumb and forefinger and gently began to roll them. Sara went on, "We have many rules here, some you will receive delicate instruction on, others you will learn as you go. The outfit you're in now is full formal wear, as I have all my ponies initially presented to me, for day to day operations you will wear less." Sara reached behind Amber and gave a slight tug on her tail applying pressure to her anus, even after all her training this still made Amber jolt. "Do not worry we'll keep your training up and fix that, I assure you the tail is a necessity. I have yet to read you file and do not know what your name was, but it is no matter of concern from here on out you will be known as Pixie. Do you like your new name Pixie?" Sara asked. Amber, now Pixie simply nodded her head slowly. "From here you will be led to your stable by one of my farm hands and introduced to some of the other ponies I keep here. I do love keeping several pony girls on sight; unfortunately I never have enough time to enjoy them all. You'll mostly interact with the farm hands and other ponies, but do not worry you'll be kept plenty busy. And I will expect you to perform for me every so often." Sara finished explaining Pixie's new role as she snapped her fingers. Two farm hands approached. Sara instructed them, "Get her out of the formal wear and take her to the stables, I want her on hands and knees for at least a month, I hear this one needs all the humility she can get. You have my permission you use her for your enjoyment until I say otherwise, let some of the veteran ponies have some fun with her too." Over the next few weeks Pixie was subjected to a number of sexual encounters unlike any other she had encountered before. Farm hands, both male and female, would remove her bridal only have her service them orally, and she was no stranger to surrendering herself vaginally and anally as well. As the "new meat" Pixie was used several times by her fellow ponies but it wasn't long before she was accepted into her new subculture and her interactions became mutually beneficial. As the weeks turned into months Pixie had settled into her new life. Every once in awhile she and her other ponies would be brought before Sara to perform various tricks and sexual acts, in the between times the farm hands would train them for new tricks and enjoy them sexually as well. It seemed Pixie the pony was all that was left, and any semblance of Amber was gone, that is until one fateful day. The farm hands were instructed to bring Pixie, in full formal attire to Sara's office to a solo meeting. Pixie was led in and brought before he owner's desk, dressed in full attire just as she was the first time she was introduced to her. This all seemed unorthodox to Pixie. Standing behind the desk was not only Sara but another woman in a smart business suit. "Pixie, you may or may not remember me, back from when you were known as Amber. I was the recruiter you signed up with for this servitude," the woman began, "It seems certain aspects of your placement in this position have come to light and presented a unique situation in your case. It seems that you slave specialty code was determined under a conflict of interest, since the lab tech not only knew you, but sought to ensure you were placed in this specific field." Pixie couldn't believe this, Veronica had been found out, her mind was racing what did this mean, was she to be released from her contract, would she be placed in a nicer position? This lead to some internal conflict as Pixie, formerly Amber, had really fallen into step with her position as a pony girl. The recruiter continued to explain, "Now as it wouldn't be fair to Ms. King to absolve our contract we had to make it up to her in another way, I am sorry to tell you that you must serve the remainder of your contract here as a pony girl." Sara King then spoke, "Oh she won't mind, Pixie loves it here, don't you girl." Sara asked rhetorically as she continued speaking, "Now Pixie the reason you have been brought before me today is because of how we've worked out how to resolve this issue. It seems similar to contract to be a submissive slave, the lab tech had an employment contract that is strikingly similar. And because of her indiscretions the company felt the best course of action was not only to convert her to a slave but also to give her the same fate as you." Sara motioned to a farm hand, "Bring her in now." "You see," she went on, "You're bought and paid for, and I rather think highly of you as one of my Pony Girls, so I was in no position to give you up, but when an opportunity comes along you must jump on it." As she finished her sentence brought into Pixies field of vision was Veronica dressed in full Pony Girl attire carrying herself in the same submissive manner Pixie possessed. Sara spoke to the recruiter assuring her their business was concluded for now, and the recruiter left the room. Sara motioned to her farm hands who took Veronica out of Pixie's field of vision. Sara opened her desk drawer and pulled out a large strap on dildo and approached Pixie. "Now since this started with a conflict of interest, I think we should resolve any left over feelings you might have. I realize being a Pony Girl on my ranch isn't exactly what you had in mind when you signed up to be a sex slave, and as it has been explained to me this new pony is the cause for you hardships." As Sara was speaking she was putting the strap on dildo on Pixie, securing it around her waist. Sara continued to explain, "So I am going to allow you to, not necessarily get revenge, but rather work out some unresolved feeling and give me a good show at the same time." Sara made final adjustments on the strap on, and then turned Pixie around to see the vision before her. Veronica was on the floor in the center of room on her knees, with her face turned to one side on the floor as well, she was forced into a deep bend as her arms were stretch down her folded body and her wrists were tied to her ankles. This position also forced her ass high into the air, cheeks spread making all of her anus and vagina available to anyone who cared to use them, and it was clear from the shine that the farm hand had pre-lubed her as well. Sara led Pixie over to Veronica, who had not yet received a pony name. She helped Pixie kneel, which was difficult because of her Pony shoes she was required to wear. "You have ten minutes," is all Sara said before returning to her desk to watch. Pixie may have spent the last year or so being whipped and fucked into a docile Pony Girl to be used by others, but there was just enough of Amber left to grab hold of Veronica's hips and line up the tip of her strap on to Veronica's asshole and plunge it deep inside. Veronica gave a slight moan, and bit hard on her bridal. Though she has endured similar training to Amber she had never been fucked this hard. Pixie used long full strokes, bringing the rubber dick almost entirely out before plunging it fully back in again. She held on to her Veronica's hips and bucked wildly, she was unused to and untrained at being a top. She continued like this until Sara called out from her desk that only half her time remained. Pixie wished this would last forever, but knew she had to mix it up to get more of her revenge. She knew better than to speak, but wanted to command Veronica to turn, so using her hands on her hips, she forced veronica to roll onto her back, Pixie did this while the dildo was fully inserted into Veronica's ass, and gave her an odd sensation as her insides rotated around the cylinder that was the rubber dick inside her. Now on her back, more of Veronica was made available to Pixie, who immediately reached up and got a hold of her tits. She grasped both her nipples between her fingers, pinching and rolling them harshly. Veronica could do nothing but struggle in her binds and give guttural moans. Pixie removed her right hand from her victim's nipple and quickly found her clit. She pinched it rubbed it harshly as well. All the while this was going on, Pixie continued to fuck Veronica up the ass with her strap on. From the all the stimulation Veronica was nearing orgasm, Pixie sensed this and removed her hands and severely slow to pace her her fucking. Veronica looked up with pleading eyes, begging Pixie to allow her release, but Pixie refused, she simply continued to slowly and deeply fuck her ass. That is until Sara chimed in "Oh come now Pixie your time is almost up, this is no way to welcome our new girl, she her you're the bigger pony and let her come." Pixie couldn't believe it, she was being ordered to ruin her revenge by allowing Veronica to orgasm. But Pixie had been trained to listen to her master. She returned attention to Veronica's clit and fucked her with greater intensity. It was not long before Veronica was screaming, buck wildly as she good, and had a volcanic, squirting orgasm making a mess of herself and her tormenter. Sara, from her desk, laughed and gave a slow applause, "Wonderful, wonderful!" she exclaimed. Addressing her farm hand again she said "What a brilliant show, get these two cleaned up and back to the stables. For the next week I want them cuffed behind there backs and sharing a stable, I have a feeling these two still have some unresolved issues to work out." With that both girls were stood up, cuffed, and lead out of the room to continue their lives as Ms. King's personal pony girls.