Whoa boy: Chapter 3




Click the gate swung closed and locked, after Lady Vicky and I step through. My eyes darted here and there as I took in the site before me. I was staring down a cobblestone pathway, defined by a well kept rose bush hedge on both sides. I could see that the path leads to an open courtyard
of sorts. There was a few traditional wooden picnic tables. And some benchs were scattered around the courtyard here and there too. Lady Vicky lead me to one of the tables and ordered me to sit down. She tied off my reins to the table. "You must be hungry and thirsty after your trip. Let's get you
something then." Lady Vicky said. She then gestured to a nearby naked woman and yells out an order "Hey, you slave girl, go and fetch some food and water for our new guest." as she pointed to me. The slave girl bowed her head and said "Yes my lady" and scurried off into the building behind me. From my vantage point, the building looks like it was some kind of dining hall. The slave girl returns a short time later with a tray, on it was a sandwich, a small garden salad and a glass of water. Lady Vicky looked at me and said. "Baby Doll this slave girl will help you with your lunch. When I return I will get you started with your training." That last sentence sent a shiver up my spine. Lady Vicky then turns her attention to the slave girl and commanded "Slave, remember only remove the bit from his mouth so he can eat. DON'T untie anything else. Have I made myself clear?" "Yes, my Lady" was the slave girls reply as she bowed once again. Then Lady Vicky walked off.

The slave girl is cute in an innocent sort of way. She looked to be in her late 20's or so. Her wavy long brown hair tied back in a single ponytail. She wore a little makeup, but she didn't need it, she would be pretty without it. Her eyes matched her hair color and she had a small demure mouth. Which still wore a smile even with her be naked an enslaved. Her long lean body gave me the impression that she must be into sports too. She put the tray in front of me, then sat down next to me. She reaches over to me and removes the bit from my mouth and put it on the table. As so as my mouth was free I began to say "who ar......" but before I could say more she places a gentle finger over my lips and shook her head to say no. With a couple of quick glances left and right she leans in closer and whispered to me "Ponys are not permitted to speak here. Everything will be explained in
the morning. Now eat quickly, you don't have long before that witch returns." she then leans back picks up half of the sandwich an puts in front of my mouth. I wasted no time and started biting at the sandwich. it was awkward at first, but soon I found a rhythm and devoured all the food.
Just as I was swallowing my last mouth full of water, and as is if on cue Lady Vicky returned. The slave girl was right, Lady Vicky was only gone maybe fifteen minutes. "Oh good you're finished." was her first words, she then looks at my dining partner "Slave, get that bit back in his mouth and
be quick about it too. when you are finished you can return to your regular duties. Prancing Slut is just about finished his workout. He needs to be given a bath before going to the show barn later. Now see to it." The slave girl once again bowed and said: "Yes my Lady" she picks up the bit and gently
fixed it back in place in my mouth, As her face was in front of me she silently mouth the words "good luck" to me. As soon as the last clasp was done the slave girl curtsy and ran off to find Prancing Slut I guess. The lucky bastard I thought. Lady Vicky once again had my reins in her hand and order me to stand. She swatted my backside with her crop a few times and started to speak. "Okay Baby Doll, you have been on your rump so far today, Let's get you over to the yard and work out some of those muscles, that sounds like a lot of fun to me. What do you think pet." she taunts followed by letting out an evil laugh. Lady Vicky pulls on the reins and leads me on a path going around the dining hall.

 The hall had hidden from view (THE YARD). As soon as I cleared the build my new reality was before me. Whitewood fences everywhere. There was a dirt oval track on one side. At the moment two poor souls were dressed similar to me.

 There was one woman and one man. They where both harnessed to separate carts. Sitting pretty up on each of the carts were two women that resemble Lady Vicky. My guess they are trainers too. Each of the riders wields a long whip. Sometime they would snap the whip above their slaves head and every once and a while the whip would kiss slaves bare behind. The two cart where on different ends of the track. One trainer had her slave moving along doing what looks like a quick step. The pair were moving at a fast pace. The next trainer had her girl doing this bizarre high stepping. The poor slave had to raise her leg up so her knee was up to her waist and her leg had to make a perfect 90-degree angle. Then she kicked the raised leg out straight and step forward, then repeat with the other leg. To me, it seems impractical as a way to walk. I just know I glad it wasn't me tied to the cart. The slaves must have been at it for awhile. Both slaves were breathing heavily and their bodies glisten in sweat. I feel a tug on my reins and the sting of the crop on my outer thigh which startled me back to my reality. Lady Vicky smirks at me and says " don't fret my pet, you will have your chance to pull me in a cart soon enough." then she laughs and continues leading me along the pathway.

  I feel a tug on my reins and the sting of the crop on my outer thigh which startled me back to my reality. Lady Vicky smirks at me and says " don't fret my pet, you will have your chance to pull me in a cart soon enough." then she laughs and continues leading me along the pathway. Next, I saw a man and a woman, one was on a contraption that looked like a big hamster wheel


and the other was marching away on a treadmill.
Once again they are all dressed like a pony just like me. By their sweat soaked bodies, I figured these poor people were at it for awhile. They
weren't alone, I saw a couple of trainers there too. Snapping whips and yelling commands like "keep your knees up and so and so get your pace up." I shivered because I figured Lady Vicky would eventually have me tied to the damn things.


Over in another field, I could see some muscle bound guys with their gear on, and a whip-wielding trainer at the end the of their reins.
These guys are harnessed to a wagon of sorts. They would pull for the length
of the field.
Then these naked men on each end of the field would add another stone and then they were off again. I shook my head and continue my March behind Lady Vicky.

 Finally, we stopped at a corral. Lady Vicky opens the gate and led me inside. What I saw before me are what I will call carousels. Two in fact. The first is one was a single pole with a single arm coming off it. Hanging off the arm is two cables to a harness. The second one looked much the same.
  The only difference was this one has four
arms. I failed to notice that Lady Vicky had traded out her crop for a longer whip. The whip had a long shaft, I think it's maybe six feet long. Coming off the end of the shaft is a good eight-foot-long piece of menacing cordage. Lady Vicky made the whip dance in front of me, just to show who is the boss. As Lady Vicky takes the reigns again she says "Bady Doll let's warm up those legs of yours. They must be all cramped up after that long ride. So we will start your training by simply walking for a while.That way you can get comfortable to the harness. We're going to be here awhile. Okay, start walking." Lady Vicky snaps the whip across my ass. The sudden sting was startling, but I got the message. I lift my foot and started moving. The alternative, being whip again scares me. Lady Vicky walks alongside me at the end of the reigns, as I get
uses to the harness. Step after step I get into a comfortable rhythm as I make another loop. All the while Lady Vicky keeps giving me encouragement and praise. She did inflict some pain with the whip several times when I slowed my pace or failed to follow instructions. I tried not to screw up too often. The whip stung, and I think Lady Vicky liked when I gave her a reason to administer a little punishment. The sun was starting to lower in the western sky. I lost count of how many times I circled that pole. My whole body glistens in sweat. It tickles when beads of sweat trickled down my back, and over the crack between my but cheeks. My leg muscles were burning from the continuous marching. Each knee had to come waist high, and if I didn't, Lady Vicky would let me know one way or the other.

 Finally, after what felt like an eternity, I was ordered to stop. "That will do for today girl." Said Lady Vicky as she pats my butt cheek. "Slave! Take Baby doll back to the stables. Make sure you give her a bath and something to eat, before putting her in her stall for the night." Lady Vicky then hand off the reigns to her slave, then turned her attention to me. "You did well today girl. Get some rest tonight, I have a lot planned for you after you meet with Head Mistress. Your owner will be by to see you later. About now she is lounging next to the pool, with a drink. Ha! Ha! Ha!" Lady Vicky laughs as she strolled down a walkway. " ok let's get you to the stable for a bath, girl. By the way girl, my name is slave Jenifer, and I am assigned to Lady Vicky for the duration of your training.." Slave Jenifer lead me out onto the path and towards the stables.

Chapter One: https://slaveallan68.blogspot.com/2017/04/whoa-boy.html

Chapter Two: https://slaveallan68.blogspot.com/2017/05/whoa-boy-chapter-2.html




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