Author's Note:
Dear Readers,
We return back to Gabby in this chapter.
Please remember this is pure fantasy and all characters are of legal age.
Recap:
Previously, on Ari's request, Gorlm loaned his pony girl Gabby. Ari has promised some unknown favor to Gorlm. Ari takes Gabby to the place she is staying. Gabby narrates to Ari her time on Ayers so far. Gabby and Ari make love. They also discuss their plans to acquire dillithium crystal.
Gorlm receives an urgent message from goblin god. He retrieves his property, Gabby, from Ari ahead of time. Riding on Gabby, Gorlm starts his journey back to his village. Ari is in heat just like Gabby, but follows them nonetheless.
In Sibar, things are heating up. Zyd had usurped the ruling king and gearing for a war. Princess Adira has been reduced to a mere puppy.
Gabby returns to Gorlm's village
Gabby was languidly stretched out in her stall naked. Rays of afternoon Sun were casting weird shadows. She yawned and rolled on to her side. She looked around. Even with a tinge of humiliation at the conditions she was in, she felt at 'home', back to her village, back in her stall. The familiarity of the surroundings was comforting.
"MY stall, MY village.. really?"
her Gabby persona asked. The persona shook her head internally and continued in a mocking tone,
"Oh Strawberry! look how far you have fallen"
.
She looked around, propping her head on her right hand. Her stall was a spacious wooden structure. It was not part of Gorlm's stables but rather a rear extension of his home.
"It is like a guest room,"
she chuckled.
"yeah sure.. and you are their honored guest, lying naked, bound to the ring. Just like Musly is NOT a misogynist's heaven! Keep telling yourself these lies"
her Gabby persona jeered.
Even though the ceiling was extra high for the Goblins, Gabby's head easily touched it. She had to bend slightly at her waist and tilt her head if she wanted to stand upright. There were two entrances, one from the house and another that opened in the backyard. There were two windows on either wall on each side of the entrances. The entrances were just the right height for any Goblin. However, given their height difference, Gabby had to crawl, while entering or leaving. Below the rear window was a built-in wooden feeder where she was served her 'meals'. Next to it was a metal trough for water. She had to get down on all fours to reach either. In one corner near the other window was a storage area. The other corner served as her 'toilet'. It was well drained and kept clean by her owners.
"Oh, shut the fish up. I know this is not a guest bedroom but this is not your typical pony stall either. The stalls in Gorlm's detached stable do not have all these amenities. I even have my own feeder and water trough. And the best part, I have my own toilet. Unlike me, the other girls have to wait for the stable-hand to take them out to do their business. Just a few days ago, Pansy had to endure the filth and stench when one of her stablemate could not wait for their stable-hand to take them out,"
she argued with herself.
"Yeah, sure you are a princess in a luxury 5-star hotel in GC with an attached toilet. Get a grip slut, you are nothing but a glorified animal to them,"
the other voice sneered.
By Goblin standards, her room indeed screamed of luxury. The wood was smooth, featuring intricate designs carved into it. She had a wide space to move around. The wooden floor remained cool in summer and warm in winter. She was not sure why her owners still put hay on the floor. It was required on the stone floor to provide insulation but she felt her room did not need it. It reflected her owner's wealth and status in the village. She almost felt proud.
"Proud of what Strawberry? You are proud that they keep you in a golden cage instead of an iron one?"
her other voice chastised her.
Gabby decided not to engage in any further arguments. It only encouraged it. She yawned again. One stray straw tickled her right breast. With a sigh, she adjusted herself. In normal circumstances, she would have removed it with her fingers. But with her hands in fingerless mittens, that was not possible. She sighed.
Even during the day, with full visibility, travel between Sunning and Gorlm's village was arduous. Last night, she had to put a strain on her nanobots to compensate for the darkness. She checked their power levels. It was at twenty percent. She had hoped that the upgrades to her neural array would be functional by now. Ari had warned her that it may take a while for the AI to reassemble. She shook her head.
"We claim to have the best technology in the universe and the upgrades still take days to settle in. The techies need to up their game. I will be talking to their managers when I get back,"
she chortled.
The power drain was mainly caused by a subroutine she had her neural array created during her initial captivity. Her nanobots were designed to keep her healthy by healing all cuts and bruises, both internal and external. This was part of their basic programming.
The first time the Goblins had pierced her nipples, she braved through the pain without a whimper. They left her alone for the night, anticipating that her nipples would heal in due course. Unfortunately, her overzealous nanobots not only healed the piercings but also expelled the nipple rings entirely. The next morning, the goblins discovered the rings on the ground. They were baffled as to how they had come off. What left them even more bewildered was her nipples, which appeared unblemished and seemingly untouched by the previous day's piercings.
The goblins were nothing if not persistent. They pierced her nipples again, reinserting the rings once more. With gritted teeth and a resolute spirit, Gabby endured the pain and humiliation a second time. However, just as before, her nanobots sprang into action. They healed her nipples and expelled the rings yet again. This continued for a few more days. Day after day, Gabby dreaded waking up to endure the pain and humiliation of her nipples being pierced. Deciding to put a stop to this, she instructed her neural array to write a subroutine to suppress the nanobot's natural hearing response. The subroutine did its job, but this created a constant back-and-forth between the nanobots trying to heal her and the program suppressing that function. This ongoing struggle was the main cause of the high power drain.
Gabby yawned again. She knew she needed at least a power nap to recoup. She had not slept at all yesterday. First, spending time with Ari and then running through the forest carrying her owner on her back. By now, she was used to dozing off whenever she got a chance. Her owner was a busy man. She may be called on anytime. These power naps also helped the nanobots recharge - provided she had a good meal or better still the pony fruit.
"You would love to have the pony fruit, won't you? Admit it, you are a full on addict now. Get a grip girl,"
her Gabby persona admonished her.
Shaking her head she instructed her neural array to catalog and archive 'yesterday' in deep storage. After her discussion with Ari she was more than hopeful that her plan might just work. Yesterday, she was really dejected when Gorlm had decided to fetch her early. She would have loved to have more time to discuss her plan with Ari. She had to rush through it instead. In fact, they barely had time to brainstorm her plan. She had just dumped it on Ari.
Wondering if she should have discussed the plan first before getting into her story, she shook her head. Nah, she had really enjoyed her time with Ari. Remembering their intimate moments, she wondered vaguely if this would change anything once they got back to GC. Will their relationship change from that of superior and subordinate to something more?
"Stop it Gabby. Remember you are an agent of GC. You are on a mission. Things happen when under extreme conditions. It means nothing,"
her other voice chided.
All the embarrassing situations she had to endure for the last two days came flooding back to her. As she recalled those incidents, her nipples hardened causing her pierced rings to dig in. She gave a soft moan.
"Why the hell am I getting wet?"
she asked herself.
"I wonder if it is true. Am I really a humiliation slut? I do get aroused by these situations. More degrading the situation, the more my body reacts. How else can I explain the last two days? I was practically dripping each time I was in such situations. Away from GC, uninhibited by our societal norms, my body does not hold back."
she thought to herself.
"Which of these situations was most arousing? Was it the first time Ari found me as a pony girl in Sunning? Or was it when I had to request her to command me to pee? Or the time I could not cum without command"
she wondered, blush creeping over her cheeks.
"Nothing can top the ease with which Gorlm bridled and bitted me as Ari watched in horror. I didn't even resist him. I behaved like a well-trained and obedient horse."
"Well, for all practical purposes, you are a HORSE"
her other voice reminded her
"or rather a pony girl!"
She suddenly realized that without any conscious thought she had started rubbing herself using her left mitten-ed hand. With her right, she was toying with her sensitive nub. The mittens were too soft to provide any appreciable friction, but the seams at the edges provided some hope. She closed her eyes, emitting a soft moan. Somewhere in the corner of her mind she thanked her owner - he had leashed her in the stall which provided some modicum of privacy.
