When we got to Shrewsbury my apprehensions returned, the hundred yards from the hotel to the Celler turned out to be a mile at least. I had my beloved green gabardine overcoat and a pair of trousers. Tina had her latex dress and bolero and 162 mm heels, I measured them! The solution was simple. We got a cab. The cab office said they would pick us up in the hotel car park and said they would drop us at the door Tina gave me little kisses caresses and encouraging words. I nearly baulked when the cabby turned up but he looked at the two of us and said I guess you want the cellar! "You must be psychic," Tina said to him. She was holding the loop handle of my lead in both hands with her hands together just under her boobs. Just under my key! He looked between her tits and then with his eyes followed the lead to my pierced ringed nipples. And down to my chastity belt. You lucky lucky bastard he said to me. Tina smiled and said "he is, isn't he! On the other hand, he is hung like a horse, as strong as an ox, fucks me for hours at a time and fills me to the brim with cum!" she went on," So I guess I'm a lucky cock hungry bitch aren't I?" The cabbie could barely take his eyes from the mirror and Tina's big beautiful boobies all the way to the club. She "accidentally" let the bolero jacket fall open so the cabby got a good view of her nips and rings as well.
We arrived at the club and Tina had managed to get me into a situation where there was no backing out. She had put the head harness and mask with the gag hanging loose on me in the cab and clipped the headdress to that as soon as we were out. "Come on ponyboy! Mistress Tina wants to play." I got a tug on my nipple lead and a sharp little swat on my bum from a riding crop I'd never seen before. She gave me one of her very special smiles. "A girl must have all the correct equipment when she takes her favourite pony out."
I was beginning to realise what a manipulating bitch "Mistress" Tina could be. Worse still I was falling further and further under her spell. Or perhaps on second thoughts, better still.
As soon as we were in Tina ushered me into the dressing room. There were several people in there, men, women and some, as yet, undecided. Tina knew quite a few. It came as a shock to find they were pretty normal people.
The first thing Tina had me do was tighten her corset. I was told I had to be careful not to cause any wrinkles. "One single wrinkle will earn you a public spanking."
"I whispered how do I make it wrinkle?
She laughed," Oh you big tart. You can't really, but don't worry darling, I'll find a reason to give your bottom some much-needed attention." Then a big theatrical wink. "Perhaps, now you have said that we need to see how you cope with the cane".
Tina has a way of looking past my eyes. She gave me that look now. I'm going to have to be very careful with you my love. I thought you would enjoy me paddling your bum, I can see now, you're a full-blown pain slut, aren't you?
She leant in closer, "I asked you a question, you have already earned yourself a good paddling, if you don't answer me immediately and correctly I'll double the strokes I have in mind and I'll see if I can find a nice thick cane. To administer them with" I don't know Mistress Tina. But I think I may be your pain slut.
"Ha ha, very good answer, you're learning your new place in life aren't you."
"Yes, Mistress Tina."
"I hope there will be a couple here tonight who make and sell good quality fetish gear. Good friends of mine, I hope you like them. They make a very nasty twase, I think you will have to buy one for me." If you buy me a nice present I may not double it. Mind you, if it's a very nice present it may need breaking in. Such difficult choices for a brand new submissive boy-toy".
When we went into the main room, a guy called Nigel, who I later learned was the manager of the club sprinted over. "Tina oh Tina, my darling I've missed you so. My my, who is this big boy? He grabbed my bum in a tight grip. Wow, that's nice. He then hooked his finger in the anal ring and pulled at the padlock holding it in place that's not though."
Tina had gaged me so I had no chance to complain. "Trust me, and be still pony, she said." Then looked at the guy mauling me. "Nigel this is Ponyboy Mars, MY ponyboy Mars! He is very new to the scene and just a bit scared.
He hasn't quite realised yet how safe he is because he belongs to a vindictive, possessive, nasty, spiteful bitch like me. Don't you fucking dare spook him, he is my toy and my toy alone. Now, Nigel, you do know what a fucking nasty bitch I can be. Especially when someone tries to take my toys don't you?
"Sorry, Tina darling. I didn't know you had someone special." He pointed at my crotch. Oh, my days! Is that tube full? Yes, it is Nigel, very full, and I reiterate it all belongs to me." I thought Tina may just spit in this creep's eye.
"Consider me warned off Tina my sweet. I'll put the word out!
"Seriously Nigel. We are way beyond just playing together, if you or anyone else hurts him I'll cut your balls off and eat them!"
"Tina dear. I hear you. Are you going to collar him?
"Yes, I am!"
"Will you do it here, Please!" I'll throw a party for the two of you. Scouts honour, I'll never feel his bum again". said Nigel. "Oh, Tina. I have some new Bar Stools, I think you will like them. I'll tell Billie one is reserved for the two of you tonight."
He looked at me and said, "I'm almost jealous of you." Then at Tina and said, "definitely of you, you bitch!". As he walked away Tina said to me, "never let that evil bastard get you alone. He, my darling is a self-centered, predatory cunt!"
Let's go see if the spanking bench is free I want to see how quickly I can turn your bum red. It's impossible to stand your ground when someone is leading you around with a pair of rings through your nipples.
The spanking bench looked as though it was made of Railway sleepers. As we approached a woman in a black leather corset stockings and stilettos was canning a man who was bound tightly to it. She was grunting with the effort of applying the cane to his arse. He was screaming through his gag at every stroke. There were a good twenty stripes across his arse. There was quite a crowd watching.
Tina led me into the circle to watch the show. She pulled me up to her right-hand side and put her left arm around another corseted waist. Tina! Ohh it's so good to see you, where have you been?"
"Hello, Susie it's been a while, too long".
"Who is your friend."
"Susie, this is Ponyboy Mars. His daytime name is Kevin. His daytime job is pandering to my every whim and need.
Kevin this is a very good friend of mine Susie. Susie and her husband Peter, who is a saddler make extremely good leather equipment for the equestrian industry. He also makes extremely good bondage and discipline equipment."
"And which poor unfortunate are you two scheming witches planning to bring low?" A very large booming Scot's voice said behind me.
"You," said Susie.
"Nothing new there then", he continued as he wrapped Tina in his massive arms and looked as though he was going to squeeze the life out of her. "My second favourite cruel merciless bitch ever. How are you, Tina." "Tell me, who is this poor unfortunate chap who seems to be tethered to you in such an intimate and subservient manner?"
We were obviously in the presence of friends. "Shut up you old windbag Susie said to him. Peter this poor unfortunate as you refer to him seems to have stolen my best friend's heart.
"Don't do it, man. There is still time to save yourself. These two harpies are peas from the same pod.
"She will lead you into the cake shop and only buy you Brussel Sprouts."
"Ignore him Kevin he is a Scottish Oaf. If you're, good Tina will take you to heaven, If you're bad then sorry to say you're going down. It will be a hell of a ride though."
Tina, obviously enjoying Peter's performance said! "Well, Peter as it happens Kevin has been bad, very bad indeed. I need something to drive the badness from him."
"I probably have just the thing. We have our store on the first floor. I'll open up in an hour or so." Sussie butted in.
"No you won't, you will take them down now, you will give them one of the new paddles. Call it an early collaring present."
Ahh, he's there look said, Susie. "Nigel you little queer shit get your sorry arse over here. Book Peter 20 minutes on the horse and the same on the bench. And while you're at it book the same for Mistress Tina and Mars. Not at the same time mind. I want to watch Tina at work on this poor boy."
She went on to Peter, "Right Peter, you take Tina up to the store and get her set up so I can watch her thrash the hide of this snivelling creature here. "Don't you dare accidentally grope the girl while you're out of my sight you disgusting old perv!"
"I liked these two, they were having fun living their life. Susie was sending me up a little. I don't think Susie ever stops sending Peter up. She took off my gag so we could talk. "Is Tina spending your money or her own?"
"Oh. I didn't think. Err mine do you take cards?" Do you mind if she spends some of yours?"
"No well, how much."
"Look Peter has a man saddle, I know Tina would love it. We both like horses and we both like human ponies. Peter made it for me but the silly old fool isn't the man he was. He doesn't realise I don't want the man he was, I had him back when I was the woman I was. I want the Peter I have now."
"I know Tina isn't a tiny little thing but I think you could manage her with it. Now I'm assuming she intends to put her collar on you." I don't know Susie. I'm very new to this. We only got together today. I am not sure what collaring entails."
"Oh, you poor boy. You may have only got together today but she has been talking about you for three years. That's the problem for a romantic dominant woman. You can wait for hell to freeze over before your knight in slightly tarnished armour is ready to make his move."
"I take it you did make a move."
"Err, sort of."
"How sort of?"
"I made a wanking machine and Tina caught me in it."
"Susie was at this point falling off her chair laughing. A wanking machine!"
"Err yes."
"Tell me more."
"It's bits from a milking machine, a dentist chair and some bondage cuffs. Ahh, I take it your escape mechanism didn't work." I don't know, my emergency backup arrived an hour and a half early."
"Ohh god I'm so embarrassed."
"Don't be! There are plenty here who would buy it from you."
"You still don't see it do you."
"Pardon?"
"That girl has been talking about you none stop for three years. She has been throwing herself at you for two. You scratch every itch she has. She scratches yours, doesn't she?"
"Oh God yes. She is divine, I used to get her in to clean for me but I'd clean the house up before she arrived."
"Why didn't you ask her out?"
"I'm 25 years older than her."
"You prat, you complete prat, Didn't you know, she knew about your wanking machine."
"What".
"She knew you were going to test it, are you angry?"
"No, I love her."
"Yes I can see that"
"What collar size are you boy."
"Pardon."
"You two were made for each other."
"She will ask you if you will wear her collar tonight. If I were you I'd ask her to marry you as a reply.
"How much is this saddle Susie."
"It's not for sale anymore! I've decided to give it to a friend, poor girl, she is going to marry an idiot. It will make them both a wonderful wedding present.
At that moment Nigel walked up. Tina asked me to bring him up to meet her in the private rooms. I went to stand but realised Tina had left my lead in Susie's hand and Susie was holding it short and tight, She looked up at Nigel. Just fuck off and die you blood-sucking cunt. If you think you can trick me into giving you my best mates squeeze your off your tiny predatory head. Just fuck off before I take a knife to your suspect manhood. I'd disappear if I were you. I'll be telling Tina when she gets back.
"What does he want with me."
