Working Her Way Through College ~ Closed ~

[cgraven]

Kristy floated in a world lost between reality and the nightmare her young life had become. Again her groom Darkly commanded.

Clean him with that little pink tongue of yours my sweet little mare.

The hapless little coed was so lost, broken, and alone, nothing but a pretty little morsel to cater too the crowds obscene desire to see her defiled and used so cruelly by the beast that her grooms had brought to breed and humiliate her.

Perhaps another stallion if you are too tired to lick your last lover clean.

In the dark hollow corridors of the young coed’s mind she could hear the snorting and stumping of a stallion eager to breed the sweet innocent little mare and then Kristy felt his hot moist breath wash over her abused pussy.

 

[katalynn]

The voice spoke again and this time a few words crept in, mostly the threat of being taken by another stallion. The threat was followed by a sensation washing over her abused and very tender pussy. The sensation was the same as before, the hot breath breathing with anticipation and she jerked away from it. It caused an uncontrollable shiver that took hold of her entire body, rejecting the idea of being taken again like that.

There was more however, the scent of sex filling the air around her as she fought for fresh air, fought against the tightness of her lungs. Her mind was still dizzy and the tears blurred out any real form that stood in front of her. She managed to whinny like she knew they liked to hear her do, not really knowing what it meant in that moment. It was to soft to be a protest, not nearly strong enough to beg for any possible desire. It was just a sound of defeat and loneliness of a broken spirit.

Kristy couldn't reach for the cock they wanted her to clean, though the very tip of it laced her lips with cum, she instinctively licked. Opening her sore mouth wide just as she's always been trained to do, anticipating the moment it shoves down into her throat. Her little tongue couldn't do much with her position, although it did do as commanded. It wasn't her own doing, there wasn't any passion or desire in the action, it was all on instinct.

Truth of it is, she honestly didn't even know if this is what they wanted of her as her head throbbed so loudly in her ears. Training as taught her to open her mouth and pleasure the person in front of her, when she felt the cock brushing her lips, she knew what was expected of her.

 

[cgraven]

The strong musky scent of the stallion filled Kristy’s nostrils, the caress of its strong body once more towering over and dark ebony skin teasing over her shivering skin as he stood waiting, waiting to claim his little human mare. The young coed whinny softly a sad little whinny of defeat as if she was accepting her fate at last and the lecherous crowd applauded their approval of her surrender.

Kristy’s soft pink parched lips “O”ed, the tip of her little pink tongue moistening them, her mouth opened wide just as she's always, just as she had been trained to. Her little tongue couldn't do much with her position, although it did do as commanded. As the sweet little coed licked at her stallion and lovers cock it seemed to be just an instinctual reaction without passion or desire. Yet as the dark ebony stallion shifted Kristy’s lips “O”ed around her stallion's cock. Slowly but surely the girl’s own darkest passions and desire took hold, as she truly tasted her lover’s cock. It took only a few moments, it didn't matter to her if it was an stallion's cock, or a normal man's........, it didn't matter to her if it was the beast man's cock, or a normal human cock........Before long Kristy, their now willing little mare, licking eagerly and sucking on what little she could of her stallion Lover.

It was while Kristy was lost in her dark passion that her grooms loosened the bounds that held her so tightly, giving the young coed better access to please the stallion before her. At the same time they loosed her new lover to claim his mare. The two stallions pistoned the young girl between them demanding all her supple body had to offer and yet demanding more of her. Again the crowd applauded and cheered as Kristy was taken before them by the twin ebony stallions.

 

[katalynn]

Kristy allowed herself to slip into an unknown world in the depths of her mind as she slowly started to eagerly suck on the overwhelming cock. She couldn't get it down her throat, never able to get it very far as it was to thick and far too much for her to handle. The binding were released and she didn't seem to notice, remaining in the very same position as if they were still restricting her.

All her focus was struggling to take more of the cock into her mouth and not paying attention to the rest of what her handlers were doing. The crowd cheering were washed away by the snorts and grunting of the giant man in front of her, any words that were spoken fell on deaf ears as she fought to breath. Soon enough, she felt the pain shooting between her legs once more.

Hooved gloves held her head in place as she tried to lift off the cock in her mouth to scream, only to be forced to take more into her mouth. The indention of his cock could be seen filling her throat as he started thrusting more. Both of the human stallions were too much for her and she went into complete shock as her body acted on its own. Without being able to breath, or scream, she felt as if she was suffocating and fought to break free as she drooled and choked.

The one behind her felt much like the first one, pounding ruthlessly hard into an already bruised pussy while his hooved gloves were digging and scratching against her back. Again he couldn't get the entire length into her womb, though he tried as they both tore her in half. Both were seeking to meet in the middle of her very core and it felt as if they actually made it.

Her world shattered from this point and she blacked out as they came at the same time. Her body twitched and jerked while it reacted on own and she fell unconscious on the stand when they finally pulled out of her.

 

[cgraven]

How many times Kristy had been so brutally bread for the crowds entertainment her gorgeous young body bathed in the harsh white light of their cameras flashes as they caught every moment of Kristy’s humiliation. How many times she had hungrily devoured the cock before eagerly suckling it, how many time she whinny in ecstasy and shame the young coed would never know by the time dragged her unconscious from her bounds and back to her stall.

Soft new moan hay caressed the little coed’s bruised and abused young body. She was allowed to sleep as long as she desired. As her restless sleep claimed her, her grooms would come to her, in Kristy’s haunted sleep, working rich healing lineament into her sore and abused body. Her grooms fed her by hand as her body if not her spirit healed. The young beauty was allowed two weeks to recover from her ordeal before her grooms came for her. Once more she was tethered between two poles, her body washed so intimately, her rich lustrous tawny copper hair combed and braided. Kristy was led down the long alleyway of the stable block led to that intersection where two paths lay before her. The one to the right led to the training ring. The one to the left led to the breeding ring. The choice was quite clear total willing submission or a future as a brood mare lay before the young coed. Her groom’s dark sullen eyes met Kristy’s soft emerald green eyes as he led her to the right and the training ring. In their dark sullen depths was a very pointed warning that her fate lay in her own hands.

For the first time Kristy was fitted with a leather harness, The leather straps cross between her breasts, over her abdomen to pass between her supple thighs and up and over her back. Where the harness caressed the young coed’s sweet little pussy a nub of a dildo just pressed to the girl’s clit.

CRACK

The tip of the lunging whip licked at the firm seductive curve of Kristy’s tight little ass.

Prance for me my proud little filly!

The moment of truth was at hand, two path lay before Kristy, which fate she choose, brood mare or obedient little filly.

 

[katalynn]

Dreams of her abusive experience haunted her dreams for three full days as she slept. Subconsciously she could feel the swelling of her belly from all the cum that filled it, making the nightmares that much more real. The fourth day she started to wake up around mid day, sore and covered in bruises as she felt the groomers massaging her legs. It hurt and she instantly flinched to pull away from them, half asleep and fearful of them now. By the time she fully woke up to understand what they were actually doing, the initial fear calmed down.

For two weeks she lived with those nightmares and woke up with much fear as the handlers tend to her. And though the swelling in her belly had vanished, she still feared that she would be having a colt in the future. There was no doubt in her mind with how much seed filled her, it would be impossible to avoid it. However, she became the mare they wanted her to be and complied with their demands. Even her hunger forced her to obey them as she started to eat what they gave her and felt her strength returning.

Her spirits never really healed though and the burning passion that used to fill her beautiful emerald eyes had faded. They had managed to fully break her into complete submission as she returned to her daily routine. As they came up to the split hallway, she pulled back as all her focus was on the breeding stand and the surrounding ring. The fear rose more quickly than she wanted it to and made it very clear she didn't want to go in that direction again.

Luckily she was lead in the other direction as she followed the groomer, keeping as far as possible from the breeding ring. No sounds really came from her during the two weeks as she had nothing to ask for or protest, simply becoming their sweet little mare. The harness was new to her and she didn't like it at first as the nub pressed into her clit, her legs trembled and scratched at the dirt. Then came the sharp bite of the whip, one that she knows all to well followed by a command.

Ever so slowly her feet automatically moved as she took one last look at the breeding ring and soon started to weakly prance towards the training ring. It wasn't the best prance and it was a rough start for her, especially with the harness, although she did obey willingly.

 

[cgraven]

At the crack of the lunging whip Kristy perked up her ears. Then ever so slowly her feet automatically moved as she took one last fearful glance at the breeding ring afraid that if she looked too hard at it she would find herself strapped to the breed stand once more. Hesitatingly at first the young coed started to weakly prance around the training ring. It wasn't the best prance or the most graceful. It was indeed a rough start for her, as she was still weak from her ordeal and especially with the new harness, although she did obey willingly.

Kristy’s grooms worked her for an hour letting her rest frequently. They encouraged her to step higher, to hold her head up proudly and each little surrender of her will to theirs, each little success was greeted with praise from her grooms. When the let the young coed rest their hands ran intimately over her supple young body. Each caress, each seductive brush of their dark ebony hands bring the young coed to the tittering edge of the abyss that promised such sinful pleasure.

There was one thing that both Kristy and her grooms knew they wanted from her and yet they did not ask it of her as in the past. It was if they were testing her to see if she truly now desired to be their good little filly. It was up to Kristy whether she would willingly whinny for them to truly become their loving little filly.

 

[katalynn]

The training wasn't at all easy for Kristy, the harness alone made their demands impossible as it rubbed and taunted her clit, driving her mad with lust. Just when she came so close to reaching that edge, silently pleading to go over it, they would force her to stop and take a break. For her there was no end to this madness and she couldn't be proud of what she has become, it took so much effort to hold her head up as they requested. Even with their praises, the pride that once filled her eyes never truly showed itself.

This last break they gave her was a little too close as she couldn't move, her legs were weak and trembling with the threat of climax. Their hands drove all her nerves wild with desire as she stood there, digging into the dirt with her hooves fighting with every ounce of will she had to not make a sound.

Tears caressed her cheeks as they denied her, every tiny movement her feet did make, threatened to break open a screaming orgasm as her clit was very sensitive now. When she glanced down at the bulges in their pants, she shook her head when recalling her punishment, almost as if she was afraid of their cocks.

It quickly became too much and they wanted to proceed with her training, however, her feet refused to move as she knew it would send her over. One of the groomers had ended it all for her when he glided his hand up her thigh, just barely touching the area of where the nub would be. Kristy broke right then and whinnied, she couldn't stop whinnying as she almost fell to her knees with more need than she could possibly handle.

 

[cgraven]

It took most of that hour but in the end her grooms had broken Kristy and she whinnied. She couldn't stop whinnying as she almost fell to her knees with more need than she could possibly handle. It was then that they gave Kristy what she so desperately wanted. They took turns at her, sandwiched her between them until she purred like a naughty little kitten.

Kristy was laying in the fresh moan hay of her stall. Lazily stretched out in a most sensual pose, half dozing, half awake when the little filly heard a soft tread echoing in the stable alleyway. That soft tread came steadily closer and closer. There was something vaguely unsettling about that soft steady tread, a long lost memory playing at the corners of the young filly’s mind.

Is he not beautiful?

The commanding deep voice of her groom warping around the young filly’s senses.

“Yes she is quite beautiful.”

That voice so soft and yet so very, very familiar and yet somehow it did not belong to her world, the world of the stables and training ring.

“Kristy”

A dark ebony beauty looked down on Kristy, and Lana smiled down on her proud little slave girl.

 

[katalynn]

Kristy couldn't get enough of what her Groomers had to offer and she took them both eagerly until her body couldn't go anymore. When it was time to return to her stall, they half carried her exhausted body as she tried to walk with them. The hay felt really good against her tingling limbs and it has become something she's grown used to over the last few weeks.

As she laid there resting, chewing on a strand of hay lazily and on the verge of drifting off to sleep, the soft sounds perked her interest. Ever since her breeding punishment she hasn't thought of anything before coming here, a life that the stallions shattered from her mind no longer existed. The last two, almost three weeks now this has been her world, a very lonely world and there were times when she craved for a companion. Sometimes memories of a tender touch would play in her dreams, yet the face of that touch was shattered.

Someone peaked over the stall door, a name she hasn't heard since arriving here confused her. Lana was a stranger to her now, someone she allowed to fall into darkness after betraying her. At first the familiarity made her heart skip a beat, the scent of her and the sound of her voice hit a nerve. But ever since they broke her, Kristy didn't want to remember the past.

Lana could see the lost, broken and lonely spirit in the mares green eyes, a flash of hope that quickly vanished as Kristy rolled over, turning her back to the onlookers. She vaguely recalls a faceless female leaving her here and she hasn't had any interaction with females since being here. Kristy didn't understand why they would bring a female to her now after all this time. Also for some reason that she couldn't comprehend, this woman made her heart ache, made her want to break and cry. A feeling that no other here has given her and yet this woman had the scent and voice that ripped into her heart.

 

[cgraven]

“Kristy”

That haunting vaguely familiar voice came floating to the young filly as she lay in her sweet smelling hay. She looked up at the ebony beauty with dead lifeless emerald green eyes. A single crystalline tear slid down the little filly flawless cheek at a half remembered image, hope sprang to those stunning emerald green eyes, then died just as quickly as it had flared as the little filly turned her back to the stall’s door. This half remembered, half forgotten ebony beauty had the scent and voice that ripped into Kristy’s heart and softly sobbed.

Lana let out a staggered cry and came to her little pet. She gathered the little filly into her arms , she hugged her naked body to her own body and bathed Kristy’s sad little face with kisses much as a mother would for a frighten little child. When Kristy whinny for her grooms it almost broke Lana’s heart as she rocked the little filly in her arms. Lana tried so desperately to awaken some human memory in the tortured girl's mind.

 

[katalynn]

It stunned Kristy to see and feel the womans reaction after turning her back towards her. Honestly, she was expecting to get scolded by the groomer for being rude to her guest. Instead, Kristy found herself being craddled in arms that only faint dreams remembered. For a moment she did glance around and whinnied for the groomer, wanting his instructions on what to do next, however, he was gone.

Here she was, alone with this sad woman and Kristy was lost on how to react towards her. It all felt familiar, her scent, the softness of her dark skin against her own. The kisses wouldn't stop and neither did Kristy's tears as more memories tore through the darkness. Kristy hasn't spoken since the day Lana left her here, the grooms only ever wanted her to whinny and make the sounds that of a horse.

That thought made it difficult for Kristy to know if she should speak, or whinny, or what. There were questions that started to tease her thoughts, questions she didn't know if she wanted answered. Again, that would require speaking and she didn't want to get punished as good mares don't speak. After seeing Lana like this, reacting in a way Kristy has never seen before, it was difficult to remain upset with her. Kristy wasn't even certain if she had the right to be upset anymore.

With only real option of communication, Kristy found Lana's lips and kissed her. At first she didn't have much passion in the kiss, although as the kiss deepened, the passion crept in slowly. The kiss brought back a flood of memories, Kristy could taste her own tears within the kiss, yet she never broke the kiss.

 

[cgraven]

The stunned little filly whinnied soulfully for her grooms this strange dark beauty that cradled her in her arms stirred something in the young filly. Kristy found Lana's lips and kissed her. At first she didn't have much passion in the kiss, although as the kiss deepened, the passion crept in slowly. The kiss brought back a flood of memories, Kristy could taste her own tears within the kiss, yet she never broke the kiss. Slowly the memories came playing at the edges of her mind. Images of a stately Victorian Manson on a tree lined avenue. Stages with poles and secluded cubicles, Temperance, Mr. York, Master Sadeo. Then the memories of words “ Ladies and gentlemen we have a rare gem for you this evening, a sweet young coed, and………..a Virgin “. The names, the memories came back to the little filly.

Lana………..Mistress

My poor little Kitten have I asked too much of you, your love, your unquestioning obedience. Kristy’s sorrow, with mirrored in Lana’s own dark eyes, her mistress’s disappointment with her little pet was also there and the young coed knew that she had failed her in a very basic and personal way. Yet Lana did not pull back from the sobbing young beauty but kissed her passionately.

Lana stayed with Kristy that night cradled the young girl in her arms and though her body warmed the young girl there was now stiffness between them that had not existed for a very long time, a distance caused by Kristy’s failure to please her mistress, to become the sweet little obedient Pony / girl that Lana had desired. As Kristy lay in Lana’s arms the young girl knew her Mistress could take her from the stables in the morning, a wall between them, or she could become the very best little filly for Lana.

 

[katalynn]

Kristy didn't sleep much, if at all and only pretended to sleep until Lana closed her eyes to sleep, then Kristy laid awake watching her Mistress. The memories were of a life that no longer existed and didn't seem to phase her as much as they used to before coming to the stables. Before the strip club, Kristy was very prideful and beyond independent, almost to the point of not wanting to share a life with another.

Yet, as Kristy watched Lana sleep and admiring the beauty of her Mistress, the truth of her own actions started to nag at her. The day she was sold she has been fighting and holding onto a part of her that she will never get back, she is no longer that girl back in the city going to college. Truth be told, she didn't quite know what she is anymore and in a lot of ways, she had become many things. Things that she should be proud of but couldn't be for the longest time, everything she has been through, especially with the General and now here at the stables, has proven her strength.

The only real reason she has been fighting the training here is because the last image she had was of Lana walking away. And then she never came back, Kristy didn't know what was going on or why she had been left here alone. Now that Lana has returned, Kristy laid there reflecting on everything that she has accomplished, things that she could never imagine herself doing. More so the training she has endured here at the stables, today had proven a lot of what she is capable of doing and the reward was far better than the punishment.

She knew that she had screwed things up with Lana and no amount of words could ever make up for it. The damage was far beyond words and promises, it landed on the point of 'actions speak louder than words' and Kristy knew she had to change. Searching for other things in this new life to be proud of and have some independence over her own actions while still obeying.

It was late into the night and the stables were quiet, only sounds were the mice running through the hay and in the rafters. Kristy couldn't sleep, she knew she needed to as tomorrow would be a very long and exhausting day, but her thoughts were preventing any sleep. Slowly she slipped out from Lana's arms and quietly watched as Lana reacted to the loss of her pet, but didn't quite wake up yet. Her position made things a little easier for Kristy as she moved around quietly to position herself better.

Supporting herself on her hooved hands, she nuzzled lightly against Lana's legs until they shifted enough without waking her. Lana's legs were not really spread wide open, though she did have access to her Mistress' clit as she pushed her skirt up more. And within moments, Kristy soft tongue reached out flicking and twirling around the wakening little nub lazily, wanting nothing more than to pleasure her Mistress.

 

[cgraven]

Lana softly moan at the first touch of Kristy’s little pink tongue. The little coed’s mistress was caught in a half world between dreams and waking. Her luscious ebony body arched to the pleasure her little kitten was giving her. Lana knew this must be a dream for her little lover had always kept a wall between, Oh yes she would do her best to physically please her Mistress but her walls had always kept her heart and soul locked away from Lana. This had to be a dream for that naughty little tongue seemed to hold nothing back in it adoring efforts to please her. Lana’s eyes fluttered open.

“Kristy?”

Lana’s fingers entwined in the young girl’s tawny copper tresses as she drew her little pet to her hungering pussy.

Yet it was not Kristy that now placed a wall between them but Lana herself who locked away her heart from the stunning young coed. She had opened her heart to the girl, had begged her time and again to become her lover, and time and time again Kristy had rebuffed her.


“Ummm such a naughty little girl Pet.”

 

[katalynn]

Kristy truly didn't know what the future had in store for her after damaging the relationship between her and Lana, she assumed the worse. To her knowledge, slaves that don't work out ended up getting sold and most of the time, to more cruel owners. In the meantime, since Lana hadn't sold her off yet and did end up coming back, Kristy figured she would make the best of things. After all, this life she pretty much had it made and with no responsibilities other than to serve. Who wouldn't want that?

When Lana woke up more, spreading her legs for better access, Kristy laid down between her legs. It was pleasing to feel the tight grip in her hair and Kristy whimpered slightly from it. Her greedy little tongue never stopped and she kept the hooves off to the side as to not hurt Lana.

All the pleasure came from her mouth only as she strived to suckle on her Mistress' wet lips, lightly nawing at her clit and her tongue teased the entrance to the tight, pulsing hole. She wasn't holding anything back any longer, determined to change and determined to prove herself.

The scent and taste coming from Lana stirred her own needs and her legs squirmed slightly, hips humping the air for attention. However, her own desire were not important in this moment, she wanted to make Lana cum. To make her cum over and over again for as long as she was allowed to.

 

[cgraven]

Lana Slowly woke her dark almond eyes fluttering open, her long legs slowly parting, spreading to grant her little pet access, and those dark eyes held Kristy soft emerald green eyes as the young coed laid down between the longs sculptured dark columns of her athletic legs. Kristy whimpered slightly as Lana’s grip tighten in the girl’s tawny copper hair. The gorgeous little coed’s greedy pink tongue never stopped in its efforts to please her mistress and she kept the hooves off to the side as to not hurt Lana. Kristy’s soft green eyes lifted to Lana’s as the young beauty lightly nibbled at her clit, so desperate to show she was trying to please her Mistress.

Lana watched as her sweet, and even now, so innocent young pet ignored her own needs. The coed’s legs squirmed, her soft velvet thighs slightly chaffing each other, hips obscenely rolling, and shamelessly humping the air as if seeking their own attention. Yet Lana saw in those sad little emerald green eyes, however that Kristy own desire were not important in this moment, she wanted to make Lana cum. To make her cum over and over again for as long as she was allowed to.

But she had hurt Lana’s pride on so many occasions, had rebuffed her Mistress’s demands and offers to become her lover, that it was now Lana that had built walls between them. That wall cracked as Kristy’s Mistress’s lips “O”ed and a long sensual moan of excursive pleasured bubbled from her lips her pussy pressed harder to the young coed’s pleasing mouth. Those moan’s of pleasure soon became gasped screams of ecstasy as Lana came over and over again in a series of cascading orgasms until Lana was the one now, lay in the fresh moan hay spent and exhausted her little pet’s own dark needs unmet, her soft tawny copper hair fanned out in wild disarray caressing her mistress’s velvet inner thighs.

The early morning sounds as the stables slowly awoken called the two stunning beauty’s from their sleep. Lana lazily stretched her body still tingling, bathed in the warm afterglow of sexual pleasure and satisfaction, Kristy’s supple young body still hungering her own carnal needs un met, and unsatisfied. The foot falls of the grooms coming to their little fillies and mares could be heard as Lana rose and dawned her dress. He lips fleetingly caressed Kristy’s moist sweet lips.

“ Till later Pet……..”

Again a sweet fleeting seductive kiss for the needy little coed.

“………..Make me proud darling”

Lana turned on her heel leaving her little pet to wait for her grooms to come to her.
The day for Kristy began as hose before. Her sensually, seductive and arousing bath, the rough coarse sponges intimately caressing and arousing the hapless girl further. The harness they selected for the stunning young coed had a much larger dildo sewn into it, one that would do so much more than just rub her needy little clit.

 

[katalynn]

Kristy feasted on her Mistress until she feel completely exhausted and slept a smile on her face. It did take a short while for Kristy to finally get some sleep with her needs unmet, however, she slept perfectly content. The rest of the night was uneventful as they both slept and for once, her dreams were peaceful.

Morning came and her needs were on high as she woke up, although she didn't beg or asked for attention. A hint of sadness crept through Kristy as she watched Lana disappear once again. She kept looking over her shoulder as the groomers led her to the bathing station. The entire time Kristy didn't say anything or make any sounds as they bathed her, although she did writhe into their hands.

They had her on the verge of a climax, so close and yet not quite reaching that sweet edge. For the most part she handled their hands and the rough sponges until they tended to the tail plug. They combed through the tail and the pressure of them pulling on it had her quivering, scratching at the ground with her hooves on trembling legs. By the time they put the harness on and she felt the dildo pushing into her pussy, she whinnied loud and clear as she came crashing.

She couldn't hold back any longer and the harness sent her over that edge unable to stop the climax rushing into her core. If it wasn't for the grooms, Kristy would have fallen to her knees as her body quaked and danced while leaving her breathless.

 

[cgraven]

Kristy’s grooms were quite pleased with how their little filly tried so hard not to cum while they bathed her. And even more pleased when the young coed couldn't hold back any longer as they buckled her into her new Harness and sent her over that edge unable to stop the climax, setting every fiber in her gorgeous young body afire with unimagined ecstasy, and molten white hot pleasure rushing into her very core and setting her innocent young soul on fire with an unholy sinful pleasure.

Once Kristy had regained her composer and could stand on wobbly legs they led her down that long stable alleyway and once more they brought her to that fork, to the left the breeding stand and viewing arena, to the right the training ring. For the first time in her young life, sense coming to the stables they let the young coed have her head to choose which path she wished to follow today.

 

[katalynn]

The harness made her want more of what she is used to having. There was a pleading look burning in her eyes, silently begging the groomers to bend her over and take her hard. At this point, she didn't care how hard or for how long, hell she almost considered the stallions with her need. In the end, her needs were unmet as she did what she could to calm down enough to at least follow.

Each step was agonizing and every few feet she had to stop, gasping and humping the air to move the dildo and the plug. Kristy's eyes were so glazed with lust and desire that she couldn't focus on what happening, not comprehending right away that they stopped. She shivered when they did stop, feeling the trickle of her cum streaming down her leg.

Eventually she looked at where they were considering the groomers were not moving and the first glance towards the breeding ring sent chills down her spine. Her pussy did twitch though, forcing the dildo to twitch as well. All she could think about is getting pounded, to be mated over and over again. The breeding ring would give her that. Yet, the experience was more traumatizing than she cared to admit too.

One last shiver crawled up her spine as she looked towards the training grounds, seeing a few horses already out there. Even one of the human stallions were out to enjoy the sun and beautiful day. She kept looking at her groomers, confused as to what they wanted her to do. After what seemed like an eternity, Kristy snorted and shook her head with one last look at the breeding ring. Soon she went down the hallway that lead towards the training grounds. Though, her legs were trembling as she walked, on the verge of another climax the more they walked.

 

[cgraven]

Each day the little filly was offered the choice of the breeding ring or the training ring. Her new harness had been designed to keep the adorable young beauty on the edge of an orgasm almost continually. Her grooms would push Kristy until she could no longer resist the demands of her supple young body and would cum so hard that it drove her to her knees and then it would begin all over again. Now her grooms only touched the young beauty when they bathed her, denying the sweet beauty, the warmth of a real cock.
Now the little filly’s halter was replaced by a bridle and a bit fitted to her mouth, traces attached to her harness as Kristy was lead between the shafts of a cart. Once more the kiss of the lunging whip kissed her firmly rounded little derrière as she was taught to prance as she pulled her cart.

As time went by Lana would come to her once a month and spend the night with her pet. One of her grooms now rode the cart as he drove Kristy around the training ring. The young beauty’s muscles became stronger an seductively defined enhancing her striking beauty. Each morning Kristy was offered a choice for the day….the breeding ring….or…the training ring.

 

[katalynn]

As the months went by she became very lonely and craved for the human touch, savoring the nights with Lana. Most nights she could cry herself to sleep from the loneliness and wondered what she did that was so wrong to deserve this. During the day and during Lana's visits however, she would only act prideful, doing what they wanted when they wanted it, losing sight of her humanity at times as she plays their prideful mare.

She never once chose the breeding rings, no matter how desperate she got at times for nice hot cock and a good pounding, it wasn't she wanted. She didn't want to be displayed again like that, she didn't want the world to hear and see her in that position ever again. There were times when it surprised her that her belly wasn't growing with a colt of her own by now, yet, she couldn't find a way to question it anymore. Her thoughts were no longer human enough to think of why or hows, she just simply followed.

The isolation is what drove her insane the most, conflicting her emotions of how to feel anymore. There were many times when she came close to just simply shutting down altogether, thinking that Lana didn't care about her, perhaps Lana had found a much more suitable slave. Which wouldn't surprise Kristy now, even the nights they spent together never felt real to her. Kristy was truly alone and had to show the world a false pride.

Later it became difficult for Kristy to not chose the breeding circle, to not head in the direction that will satisfy her needs and dark desires. Every morning she resists it and just goes on with her training which became easier and easier. The fake cocks were the only thing she knew now and both enjoyed and hated them all around. She wanted the touch of a human, the passionate kissing, the sweet words everything that a faded life used to give her before coming here.

Other times Kristy didn't want to be touched at all, hurt by the isolation for so long that she didn't think it was worth being touched. This just happened to be one of those days that Lana was coming to visit and Kristy wanted nothing to do with anyone today. It was getting colder at night which made her want that human contact all the more. This last month Kristy has been extremely emotional to the point of almost choosing the breeding circle. She came so close to going in that direction today that it made her gut twist with the idea that is the only way she'll get what she needs. In result of that, she avoided as much touching as she could, the isolation wasn't good for Kristy and she was on the edge of losing herself completely. Much like the day when Lana came back the first time.

 

[cgraven]

The vivacious little coed that had first come to the Fallen Angel was a sad little shadow of herself. Kristy was by nature the most adorable and pleasing little submissive. Yet in the stables she was losing herself. Her grooms had warned Lana that very soon her little filly would choose the breeding ring rather than the training ring. They actually admired and truly cared for their sweet little filly and had no desire to see her broken and used for the owners’ amusement as a breeding mare. They took it up on themselves to do something to lift their little filly’s spirits.

Things came to a head the night that Lana was due to come to Kristy for her monthly visit by dawn Kristy was still kneeling in her stall alone. Her grooms led in a sobbing young redheaded beauty to Kristy’s stall. Like her the young girl, she could just have turned 18, was led in naked hr little pussy shaven.

“They will make a stunning matched pair for the carts.”

Kristy’s head groom declared a wicked grin bowing his lips. The two young beauties were left in their stall to get to know each other.

“My Name is Jenny where am I what is happening the sisters will be worried when I am absent from class.”

The naked little beauty was on the verge of panicking.

 

[katalynn]

For the last couple of weeks her groomers were allowing the hooves and gear to come off to give her body rest at night. And though she was grateful for the removal of them, it didn't feel right anymore. After having them on for so long, she honestly felt naked for the first time in a long time. Her night with Lana was once again emotionless, the wall that Lana had built was too thick, no matter how good Kristy had been. Last night was also the first time she was able to actually touch Lana as well, to feel the heat of her body beneath her hands. It made Kristy miss it all the more and When Lana had left, Kristy fell to her knees with a broken heart.

She has had more than enough time since being here to reflect on everything and she has been a good girl. A really good girl, working so hard to make everyone proud of her and yet, it was as if no one noticed. All her hard work never came with a reward, not even the grooms rewarded anymore. As she knelt in the hay, looking at her hands as if they weren't a part of her, she thought back to the day the groomers had stopped taking her. Every day since, searching for a reason as to why they stopped rewarding her. The only reason she could come up with is that they were bored of her body, just like Lana, they no longer cared about her.

It was time for the care takers to come and get her, to prepare her for the day and this is the day she decided to go to the breeding ring. She wanted the stallions to fuck all these emotions right out of her and a part of her wanted to stop trying to please everyone. It went unnoticed anyway, she was invisible to the world as far as she was concerned, becoming a breeding mare was very tempting.

The fighting cries of a female made Kristy look up and was confused by what entered her stall, her nose lifted towards the frighten girl to smell her. Giving the caretakers a questionable look as they walked off and she heard the rambling pouring from the redhead before her. Kristy backed up though, having no clue what to do or why she was put in here. It was a cock that Kristy wanted and needed, not a pussy. Once again, Kristy failed to see this as a reward of any kind.

For a while the girls' questions went unanswered since Kristy hasn't spoken a single word since her first day in training. And no one but the groomers really talk to her, even then all they do is train and praise her.

"Kr..... Krisssty..."

Her own voice sounded so foreign to her that she didn't even recognize it as her own anymore. The Questions were left untouched as Kristy didn't know the answers to them. She only knew of this place as The Ranch, nothing about where it is located, or how Jenny got here.

"This.... home.... now.. No sister.... find you..."

Kristy tried to speak normally, but her voice wasn't hers anymore. She knew the words and knew what to say, yet, the sound of her voice threw her off. She whinnied at the girl and moved further away from her, fearful of getting punished for speaking all the sudden.

 

[cgraven]

Jenny Was shocked at the action of the stunning naked young beauty as she sniffed the air taking in her scent as if she was a horse. There seemed to be a blank, confused look in Kristy’s soft vacant emerald green eyes.

"Kr..... Kristy..."

The young coed’s voice was as dry as autumn leaves. Her soft ripe pink lips seemed to move with difficulty as if forming that single word, her long lost name. Jenny saw just a flicker of a spark in the vacant depths of Kristy’s emerald green eyes

"This.... home.... now.. No sister.... find you..."

Jenny innocently flew to Kristy throwing her arms around the young coed.

“What have they done to you?”

Jenny’s soft angelic voice was filled with fear. Fear of what these monsters had done to the young girl she now closely embraced. As Jenny lifted her soft blue eyes to Kristy emerald green eyes that spark in the young coed’s eyes had taken on a darker aspect.