Reposted by request
3-20-12
Seven Tails
Tail Four: Back To The Stables
(Daniel, David and Wendy)
One
The flight back home was, for the most part, uneventful. Instead of having one captive that I was not looking forward to having in the first place, I had picked up two more ponies who were now mine by their own free will. It was different, but not a bad thing necessarily. I could skip the part of their training that involved keeping them restrained until they would submit themselves to my will.
Sarabeth, Nathan, Gael and Daniel, my original four ponies, had all been taken by me. I had stalked and taken them and broke them to my will, using psychology and a unique system of punishment and reward until they gave themselves to me body and soul.
It was my way.
So, after purchasing one more pony at the auction and being given another, I decided it was time for us to head back home. I, for one, had more than enough excitement for the time being. My quota was filled. I had no more empty cages in my stables.
And frankly, I was tired and wanted to be home in my own bed again. I wanted to be back among familiar surroundings and familiar faces. Besides, I had a broken pony to tend for as well.
Being aboard a luxury aircraft helped. The opposing seats were made to recline far enough that they met in the middle and made into a bed for longer flights. I made sure Gael took a pain pill right before we boarded. She was now laying right next to me by the window, covered with a light blanket and fast asleep.
Gad. It was such a dichotomy. I was, by profession, a kidnapper and a sexual deviate. If you went by society's terms, anyway. I took young attractive people by stealth and force and made them become my sexual playthings. All of my captives became not only my bed partners, but exhibition human ponies as well. I rewarded them when they behaved and performed well for me and punished them when they did not.
Sometimes I punished them emotionally and sometimes I punished them physically. I had quite a collection of whips and canes and crops and paddles and had no reservations about leaving a red stripe or six across a tender backside to drive home a point. I had even used electric shocks a few times to keep my pets in line.
On the other hand, I loved all of my pets dearly and worked long and hard to keep them healthy and safe from harm. Accidental harm, anyway. I felt horribly guilty about Gael breaking her leg. We all knew the risks of entering into these physical events. But I had never had a pony get seriously hurt before and it gnawed at my conscience worse than the act of kidnapping her in the first place did.
It was almost enough to make me want to quit the whole business of training for competitions.
But, it was what we did.
Sarabeth and Nathan were both champions in the dressage and sulky events. Gael had come in a quite respectable fifth in the dressage and even though it was Daniels first chariot race, he and Nathan had managed to pull off a second place. A mere half second behind the reigning champs. Hell, that chariot race was a first for all of us. I was proud of that second place. And I had no doubt that we would win the event next year.
David, I had purchased at the pony auction a few days ago. It was the first time in years I had acquired a pony that way. He was young and pretty and athletic looking and I just had to have him. It was funny. He looked nothing like either Nathan or Daniel but he looked so much like both of them it was almost scary. The three of them together looked like brothers. Which is what they were all going to become very soon.
Wendy was the youngest grand daughter of the late Lord IX. He had originally thought to raise her to be a trainer or even a Mistress, possibly even an heir to take the reins, so to speak, of his human pony empire. But it was found that she was too submissive to be either a trainer or a Mistress. Wendy had a soft and tender heart and, when Lord IX passed away, she was given a choice of being sent out into the normal world or being owned as a pony. She chose, willingly, to be owned as some else's pony. IX's will had left her to Lord Krazny, one of her grandfather's closest friends. But, as he had pressing business elsewhere, he in turn deeded her to me.
I had no problem with that. Wendy was small, like all of my pets, with long curly brown hair and large soft brown eyes that almost made me melt every time I looked at her. I had yet to see her naked, but from what I had seen so far, the rest of her was luscious indeed. She was also an eighteen year old virgin. A rare enough creature in this day and age. I had a feeling I was going to enjoy introducing her to the world of adult sensuality.
Nathan, Sarabeth, Daniel, David and Wendy sat in a group of seats towards the front of the airplane, chatting and getting acquainted with each other. Wendy had only joined our little group the night before and David two nights previously. I left them together to talk and enjoy the flight while I sat in the back with Gael and watched over her while she slept.
Once we had taken off and reached our cruising altitude, Natasha and Natalia, the twin flight attendants, came out of the galley to offer drinks and snacks. I got thick, rich Brazilian coffee and a large glass of ice water for Gael, should she awake. As usual, I directed that my pets were allowed only one coffee or one soda apiece, being careful of their sugar and caffeine intake. But I made sure that everyone got something to eat, as it was a long flight home.
And, as they had done on the flight in, once the snacks were served both girls came and knelt by my seat with their eyes on the floor. But instead of the usual "How may we serve you, Master Max?", they both looked up at Gael and Natasha asked "How is Miss Gael doing, Master Max? Is there anything we can do for her?" I smiled and leaned down and patted a cheek in each hand.
"Thank you, ladies. But she's sound asleep at the moment. Resting comfortably, anyway. Thank you for asking."
Natalia said "We watched her in the steeplechase. If that other girl hadn't fallen, I think she would have won. I could tell by the look on her face. I don't think anybody wanted to win more than she did."
That gave me another twinge of guilt. Lovely little Gael had been an art student when I took her. At the gathering I had asked her if she wanted to paint again and told her I wanted to see how badly she wanted that. And she did. She showed me the fire in her spirit. And got a broken leg out of the deal. I sighed. Well, she would have about six weeks to rest up and paint while her leg healed. We would see what happened after that.
As if they could see into my heart, two soft hands lay on my leg and two soft voices chorused "Is there anything we can do for you, Master Max?"
I looked down at them and smiled again. It was only what, three nights ago? I came in and found them both bound and naked in my bed. Compliments of their Master. They didn't stay bound all night, but they did stay naked all night long. And they had done their very best to try and wear me out during that time. It was a good thing that I only slept for a couple of hours a night. That was all I got.
I smiled again. "I'm barely recovered from the last time, girls. And I need to stay with Gael for the time being, I think." They both looked a bit disappointed so I asked "Isn't there a separate small bunk-room just aft of the galley?" The girls nodded in unison. I leaned even closer and whispered to them and they smiled.
After the two had left, I waved at Daniel and had him come back to my seat. He trotted down the aisle and knelt on the floor beside me.
"Yes, Master?"
"Daniel, did I tell you how proud I was of you after the chariot race?"
"Yes, Master. You did." He smiled. I slipped a hand under his chin and tilted it up and kissed him warmly. Then I whispered into his ear "I have a special reward for you. Both since you accepted your punishment so willingly and showed what a fierce competitor you are, I've arranged for something that you will really like." I turned and pointed through the curtains covering the galley door. "Just go through there and enjoy yourself."
He had a slightly confused look on his face as he went. And we didn't see him for the rest of the flight home. Every half an hour or so one of the girls would come back through the curtain looking just a little flustered and somewhat hastily dressed to see if we needed any assistance before disappearing into the back again.
When we landed Daniel was walking funny and as soon as we had the van and our gear loaded, he belted himself into his seat and fell immediately asleep. Natasha and Natalia looked like they could use a nap themselves. Daniel had a way of making me proud of him.
It felt good to be home again. Nathan took David and the sleepy Daniel in tow and started getting our carts and things unloaded and put back into the arena where they belonged. Sarabeth and Wendy took care of getting my luggage taken into the house and unpacking all of the harnesses and personal things we had brought with us.
I had a small argument with Gael.
"You don't have to babysit me, Master." She looked up into my eyes. "And you don't have to feel guilty. I'm a big girl. I knew what I was doing." She reached out and poked me in the chest. "And next year I'm going to win that steeplechase, you just wait!" Her temper was starting to show again just a little. Under normal circumstances I would have spanked her for such an outburst. And then taken her to bed for an hour or two of lively sex. Getting spanked always got her juices flowing. But, I had to make allowances.
