Pony Play - Our Way

Out pony play equipment can be viewed in the Toybox section

How did we start?
Master and i spend many hours travelling together. It is at these times that we are able to discuss all things, sexual, relationships, our families or even what colour to paint the bathroom. It was on one of these journeys that we first talked about pony play.

The chat on pony play was very tongue in cheek, it was silly, it was not taken seriously. How can a woman in her 40's, fat and unfit, be a pony? How can you wear a bridle, bit, and tail, and not look and feel a total prat? What can anyone get out of it? Our discussion went along many avenues, some of them sexual, talking of mounting a pony and riding it. Another avenue discussed was taking a crop to the ponies rump and beating it mercilessly. At the end of the journey and the discussion, we had dismissed pony play as totally not for us.

Some weeks later, on yet another journey, the subject was touched on again. This time we both admitted that we had been thinking about it since the last discussion. I admitted that i had not been able to get the images that our discussion had painted out of my mind.

We started talking from a different angle, not what do we think of pony play, but how would we do it? how would we incorporate it into our lives?

We bought a very cheap pony bridle and bit. The first time Master put them on me, i felt so shy, i thought i was going to be silly and embarassed but i just felt shy. i could not look Master in the eye, but i discovered it was an overwhelming feeling of submission.

we have both been asked many times what we do in our pony play and what we get out of it. This is not easy to put into words.

When i am Masters pony, i am helpless, i do not care for Him at a normal level. He needs to care for me. As a pony with a bit, i do not talk, i do only what Master orders. if i need a drink Master has to first realise it and secondly give me the drink (taking my bit out). Likewise if i need to urinate, i am dependant on Master recognising this and permitting it. i feel i move into a different level of submissiviness. This does not mean that as a pony i am less submissive, it is just a different feeling.

Being pony, i go into a different type of submission. i feel that i am very instictive, i give little thought to how i am feeling, i just go along with the emotion. i am in some ways more free.

Master reacts to me differently also. When i am His submissive, Master loves me completely, and because of this He respects me and cherishes me (yep im very lucky). The BDSM play, scenes, whatever they are called, are very sensual. They can be very hard and long, but they are built up and it is for both our pleasure.

But when i am pony, Master has a different mind-set towards me. He is able to see me as his pony, not a person and in this way he is much sharper with me. He may handle me more roughly and give sharper reprimands with a crop or whip.

When Master and i play (when not pony), Master is very much giving sexual/sensual pain. If i flinch in anyway that shows Him that i am receiving more pain than that which is pleasurable. Then Master may change the area He is working on, or the strength of His stroke or the toy we are playing with, always giving me pleasure through the pain, moving me on and up to a higher level.

As a pony, Master treats me differently and i act differently. I am not saying for a moment that Master would ever do anything that i did not agree with, but as His pony i may take pain that as His submissive i would not take until i had been warmed up. i move differently, i show my feelings at an almost animal level. When playing with Master non-pony i am usually very relaxed and calm, as a pony i may buck and fight against my restraints.

Master does not train me to pull a cart, but maybe if we had the room that may come. He trains me to wear appropriate pony wear, to be His pet, to be totally dependent on Him. i think saying i am His pet may be the best way of describing it. i am helpless without being bound. i am totally reliant on Him. At the same time i lose all responsibility, i am free to fall into my basic animal feelings. i do not have to worry about Master needing a drink or if the telephone rings, i am a pony, these things are not for me.

i don't think that being a pony would suit me all the time, it is a role that i play. It is sexual, it is another form of submission. When Master and i first talked of ponyplay, i thought it would be silly to dress and act this way. i have been pleasantly suprised that rather than feeling silly, i feel very submissive. i feel very dependant, i feel like my Masters pet. It is a suprisingly freeing feeling. i do not go around on all fours, i walk tall and proud. A pony is an elegant animal and i try to simulate its graceful movements. i drink from a silver bowl. i do not sit on a toilet but when possible toilet outdoors. As i wear a tail sitting is not an option, so i kneel or go on all fours. It is possible that at times i am Master's pony and we may not have any sexual contact or sexual play. i am sometimes just His pet. i sometimes kneel at my desk on a big cushion. There have been times when my hands have been freed so that i can remain pony but chat online to my friends. This does bring me out of the level of submission, but i find that i get a very playful attitude when doing this and we normally have fun. It is now just another part of out life together.

i am always His submissive and being His ponygirl is another part of our relationship which we take very seriously. i have met with some who see it as a joke, it is not. it is a very deep and sensual experience. it focuses my mind, it takes me to a new level, i become Masters ponygirl.

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Training Session
I am turned into a pony ready for a session; this is done both mentally and physically. Often a session is prompted by my own actions, as there are times when I "give off" or "act" pony style. Other times Master decides that it is a suitable time for pony training. I am always given time to "get my head right". Pony training is not something that I can dive into with out preparing; it is at a much deeper level.

During this time, Master prepares me. Sometimes I am taken to the bathroom and washed down first. This is done in a rougher way (not hard or unkind) but more business like, than if Master was to bath me as His submissive.

I am then dressed. Depending on what is to happen depends on what I wear. If we are in private and I am to be dressed fully pony then I wear a full body leather harness with leather cuffs that are attached together behind my back and onto the harness, so I am not able to use my hands or arms. I have a beautiful leather bridle with blinkers (detachable) that Master had made for me in the States. My bridle is made so that once it is on it is locked into place, so I am unable to remove it (not that I would want to). My real horse hair tail is attached to the harness, and if I am lucky (good) I am permitted to wear my bright red feather plume that attaches to my bridle. Finally my bit is put on. I have several bits but the most comfortable one is a rubber bit with large rings held in place by leather straps. Master can lead me on a short rein or a long rein, which can be attached to my bridle. Master also has a dressage whip and several crops, these are the only tools that Master uses during the time I am pony.

If I am to be limited in what I wear (maybe a short session) then I would be naked with cuffs, bridle and bit. The bit is sometimes taken off for a short period during longer training sessions, as Master does not want to mark my mouth or face and I am permitted to drink from the trough (bowl). If we are to go into public, I would wear a corset of some description and short skirt or shorts. If I'm on show I have high heel ankle boots that I wear, but I never wear heels for pony training or work.

I'm very unfit, so training is not vigorous. I am being trained to walk gracefully with my head high, shoulders back and bringing my knees up and pointing my feet. Master takes me through several different levels of walking. All the time I must not slouch and a graceful motion is more important than the speed. I am trained to "bow" like a pony, to kneel and stand again, to generally move and act like a pony. All this sounds very easy but remember as a pony I do not have hand or arms to help with my balance, and the movements are not natural for a human.

During a session Master will use the dressage whip (normally) to correct areas where I am not working correct or not trying hard enough. It would often be a sharp swish of the whip just catching my hindquarters, with a comment like "knees up" or "stop slouching". Master always praises me and encourages me. On the rare occasion that I do not try hard (I can perform terribly but as long as I try that is all that matters) Master may take a crop and strike me a couple of times to focus my mind.

All the time I am pony, the only way to communicate with Master is through my eyes and body movements. Master is very good at reading me so we have little problem with this. He is able to tell if I'm getting tired, unhappy or frustrated or if I need a drink. I have a signal if I need to go to the toilet during training. As I am pony I cannot use the toilet If it is practical to be taken outdoors to go then I am, if not I must stand in the bath or over a bucket. I am totally dependent on Master reading my signals and then acting on them. Master may see me give the "I need to go to the toilet" signal but may chose not to acknowledge it leaving me either having to wait, or to do it whilst training.

If I am left tied I have a terrible problem of attention seeking. I pull at my rope and stomp about; this normally brings about several sharp strikes with the crop. At this point it may all turn into "bad pony" time, and I end up getting a really good thrashing, but this is very much brought on by me. It could be said I'm topping from the bottom but it is more sending out the signal to Master that I would like the session to go that way as I would like pain It is up to Master if He wishes to give me the pain I'm seeking or (and He does often) ignore me and let me get in a real tizzy cos I'm not getting the attention am looking for.

The main problem we have with any pony play is that it turns us both on something chronic and too often a session is brought to a premature end as sex takes over. Now having sex as a pony is the best.

If the session does not end up with sex (not very often) then Master will take off my pony gear and wash me down, taking time to rub my arms as they may ache after being tied for a long period. Once Master has finished undressing His pony He then cuddles me telling me how well I did, even if I was not so good. He always end a session positively. During the cuddle He stops calling me by my pony names and calls me submissive again. During this cuddle I slowly come back to submissive and out of my pony state.

If we end up having sex then Master often takes of some off my pony gear during sex, so as not to damage it (the tail, plume). Sometimes other parts like the bit are taken off if I have worn them for a long period, but other times the short rein is attached to the bit or bridle so Master can "hold on and ride His pony." Eventually I end up naked and in Masters arms, as we both recover. Master always thanks me for pony play and sex and always lets me know how good I have been and how much He appreciates me. I normally come out of pony mode quicker when we have had sex, but we still spend time cuddling and at some point Master starts calling me submissive and I know that the session is over.

Since starting with pony play I now watch and look at horses and ponies all the time we travel. If I pass a horsebox I look to see how the pony is standing. If I pass a field with ponies in I stop and watch their interaction. I now stop and stroke the local ponies, taking note of how they move their head and brush up against you, looking for treats normally. I take what I see and try to incorporate it in our pony play, I move my head to emulate the ponies and make whinnying noises and body gestures that I have seen real horses make. Master encourages me to do this and is always pleased that I put so much into our pony training.

Its hard to tell anyone what being a pony is like, it is very much a mental trip, the training side of it is almost only there for something to do whilst pony It is the deep mental state that is developed, the not talking not having the use of arms or hands. It is the total dependency on another. I feel I become not a real pony but I become more primeval, I rely on my animal instincts. I am able to let go of all the repressions and taboos that have been built up by society and my upbringing and totally give myself at a very crude and basic level. I do not become a pony, I become my Masters ponygirl.

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