Chapter 5 - A trip to the countryside
After a few weeks of increasing domestic harmony, Ava organised a trip to the countryside for some friends and her lover. Ava awoke to the dutiful licking of her slave, and had her first orgasm of the day.
"Good boy. Now stand Alexi. Go downstairs and fix me breakfast. Bring breakfast up to me."
Alexi hurried downstairs. It felt a little strange to be on two legs, but this was part of his duties so he would carry out his orders. He dutifully prepared a morning meal - the one his mistress liked at the weekend - finding a tray and carrying the food carefully back upstairs. He watched as his mistress ate, occasionally accepting morsels she offered him from the plate.
Ava got out of bed, still naked, and busied herself selecting clothes for her day. She picked out jodphurs and leather boots, a smart blouse, crop and a hat. She led Alexi into the bathroom and had him bathe her, cleaning every inch of her body attentively and slowly.
After giving Alexi food and water, Ava reasoned that they had a little time spare. She led Alexi back to the bed and had him lay on his back. Plunging her wet pussy onto his face, she ordered Alexi to bring her to another orgasm as quickly as he could. He could sense nothing but her legs, pussy and ass as he lapped eagerly away at her clit. Ava looked down at the pet beneath her, enjoying the fast strokes of his tongue. She could see his cock trying to get hard in its cage, always a delightful show of her complete power over him. Good boys learned to wait.
Ava began to grind her pussy deeper and deeper into Alexi's face, smothering him entirely and forcing him to suck in breaths whenever he could. She came all over him, her juices flowing freely over his nose and chin, as she continued to grind the scent of her dominion into him. She hopped lightly off, then told Alexi to clean up his face and join her in the back garden.
Alexi, in the absence of any orders to the contrary, entered the garden on hands and knees, as a pet should, with his leash in his mouth as his mistress liked. He saw that his mistress had taken an exoskeleton from the storage shed in her back garden.
"Come here, Alexi. Today you will be my pony. Up on two feet."
Alexi woofed. Ava took her crop and hit Alexi across the buttocks.
"Ponies do not bark. Collar: speech mode to pony!"
Alexi made to apologise but was only able to whinny in response. Ava smiled - he had a good pony voice.
"Come here and let's get your boots on."
Ava guided Alexi's feet into platformed pony-boots, with hooves on the soles. He was anxious not to be hit with the crop again and did his best to help. Next, Ava placed a bit in his mouth and a bridle on his head, securing each with straps and locks. She brought Alexi's hands together behind his back and slid a binder across them, cinching it tight and then attaching it to a belt she buckled around his waist. Next, she fit blinders to his head, limiting his vision.
She stroked Alexi's flank - he was going to make a fine pony, especially when she took him out to a country estate and had him stabled during her stay. Ava looked forward to many such weekends in the company of other equestrian women. There were two more things to do. Firstly, Ava lubed up a tail and pushed it gently into Alexi's backside. It penetrated him then changed shape, locking into him until his mistress gave the command to release. The plug began to press against his prostate, sending gentle electrical pulses through him to ensure he was alert and ready.
Secondly, Ava guided Alexi into the exoskeleton. Its mechanisms closed around his legs and torso, enhancing his strength to the point where he could pull a cart or run as a pony for hours. She attached a rein to his bridle and then led him to the front of the house, where she attached him to a small cart. Next, hitching the reins to a post, she went back inside to pack. Alexi was left hitched, unable to move, a true example of male livestock made to serve the whims of mistresses. Many women and their slaves walked past as Alexi stood and waited; the women admired the posture and submission of the frisky pony. Alexi waited, helpless and on display.
After taking quite some time to pack, Ava reemerged from the house, unhitched the ponyboy and loaded up her suitcases. Settling into the driver's seat of the cart, Ava carefully guided Alexi up the drive and onto the street. The roads were wide, with lanes for ponyboys and lanes for real vehicles, though much traffic went through the air instead. Ava started Alexi off on a gentle trot. She used the whip sparingly, keeping Alexi on a straight line.
Alexi began to settle into the rhythm of being a pony. Ava drank in the power she had over this male animal, already quite turned on by the swaying of his hips and the swish of his tail. She was travelling to a picnic with some intimate friends - she was particularly looking forward to getting out into nature and stripping down with the other women in her circle. Ava guided Alexi to pick up one of the women along the way.
Alexi was guided up the driveway then brought to a halt in front of a small cottage on the outskirts of town. From the cottage emerged a thin, blonde girl in her early twenties. She was wearing equestrian gear herself, but had left her small breasts free and exposed. Climbing down from the carriage, Ava approached her and kissed her passionately in front of Alexi, eliciting a snort and a whinny from the ponyboy. He had met Lonna a few times, but never really interacted with her. He knew that she and his mistress were very close.
Alexi's cock cage dug in as he wached Ava's hands wander over the blonde, cupping her breasts and buttocks. Hand in hand, the two women climbed up into the cart. The blonde, sensing Ava's excitement, slipped a hand beneath Ava's jodphurs and went to work. Alexi tried to focus on pulling the cart, and not on the excited sounds coming from behind him. All the while though, the buttplug continued to keep the helpless ponyboy turned on and wishing he could be allowed to cum.
The cart, ponyboy and two free women continued out into the countryside. They passed many ponyboys, petmales and service slaves along the way, all serving their mistresses in the pursuit of happiness. In many of the fields and quieter corners they passed, there were groups of slaves and women busy enjoying themselves. Alexi saw petmales playing catch, service males eating pussies, and even ponyboys being raced. Alexi maintained a solid pace, the exoskeleton doing much of the work. His mistress used the whip to remind him of his status as livestock, and to encourage the elegant strides of a show pony.
To avoid the whip, Alexi was made to lift his legs higher, with his lower leg pointing straight down, in a graceful rhythm. Ava guided him like this to the edge of a small lake, only a few hundred metres in diameter, where a group of five other women already waited. Ava and her lover, Lonna, were the last to arrive. One other ponyboy was there, plus two service slaves. Alexi was hitched to a post next to the other ponyboy and left to watch the women on their picnic, who talked and laughed together as the service slaves cut up the food and helped the women relax with massages and foot rubs.
The women were mostly from the same species as Ava and Lonna, but there was one there with darker skin, more angular facial features and pointed ears. She was clearly the domwife of an attractive redhead who was part of the group, going so far as to keep her naked subwife on a collar and leash; close to the deepest level of submission a woman was legally able to show. She owned one of the service males and the other ponyboy, with the other service male owned by a trio of women who lived together platonically, using the lucky but tired male for their "other" needs.
