|Me, Myself and My Horse. 2014|
Conditioning the PonyConditioning the PonyConditioning the Pony by AbrX
My attention is focused too much on the scent of the burning herbs to notice that my love has stepped behind me. With a quick movement she has placed the fox fur lined blindfold over my eyes. I inhale sharply, taking in more of the smoke she uses to clean the room, to mark it as her territory. A pair of handcuffs click around my wrists, sealing the deal. And so it begins.
She starts to lead me around. This place used to be a storage facility, with ceilings four meters high. But things have changed dramatically since then. Today it is nothing less than a 450 square meter big playground for pervert fantasies. Almost every weekend you can find a BDSM party going on here. But during the week “the bunker” can be rented for more private affairs. When I learned about this offer I just couldn’t resist.
Blindfolded as I
She held up a nasty looking steel device. Staring at it from behind equine eyes, my face that of a horse, she smiled at my distress. "This new bits far more effective then your old one. I told you that you did not want to be the pony that didn't pay attention. You will soon appreciate the control it will give me over you. Stick out your tongue pony face."
I stuck out my tongue and closed my eyes. A sharp pain and my tongue was captive. She pushed the metal deeper into my mouth.
A few tugs and bridle and bit were firmly in place. Gagged with steel I felt a sharp bar pressing on my gums. Bit rings jingling I shook my head to try to ease the torment of wearing this excruciating device. She gave my reins a tug.... I heard the scream of an horse as the realization sank in that I am the only horse here. My cries sounded like whinnies as she dragged me around by bit and reins. "Now your paying attention!"
She fixed a saddle to my back.
No commuting to work in the morning? No rent? No car payments? No worries!
Still too lazy to finish a story........this will have to do
|I am a member and proud of it. The mission of the LAPCC is to provide a safe place to explore our inner pony, puppy, kitty, fox, or other critter/animal. All Ponys and Critter types are welcome as well as trainers. It is so much fun being a pony....especially a parade pony.....that we need more trainers. |
The key word is FUN! We are not about shame, humiliation, or pain. Nothing we do is hidden or secret. Nothing we do can't be done in public. We pull carts in parades and often practice in the park along with holding monthly practice sessions and dinner dates.
So how do you join.........you show up! It's that simple. Everyone gets to play.....no pony/critter is left behind. You do not need to have an owner or a pet. No experience? No worries....just show up. We train trainers too. We are located in Los Angeles, California.
PS: My stories and artwork on DA are my own fantasies and have NOTHING to do with the LAPCC. The only screams at an LAPCC get together are screams of laughter........we laugh a lot!