Chapter 3: Meeting the Herd
Riley looked around her little stall and lay down on the bed to test its comfort. The straw was surprisingly soft, she had expected it to be rough and scratchy but this was like cotton. This isn't so bad she thought. Her mind then returned to her outfit. She examined the wrist cuffs that she tried to remove but it looked like there was some sort of lock on them that prevented her from removing them.
The only other garment she wore was her leather thong. She blushed again and felt her nipples stiffen. She certainly wasn't a prude but surprised herself when she felt a tingle in her pussy thinking of her skimpy clothes and the situation she found herself in.
She took a deep breath and sighed before she quickly shook her head to dispel the thought. She was very much aware and comfortable with her sexuality but this was something new and strange. She couldn't quite figure out what was exciting her more, the situation or her friend Alexis. She shook her head. She couldn't think like that. Alexis was her best friend. This was just a summer job. She had to make this work and had to focus on her goal of graduating and starting her dream career.
As she lay there, listening to the distant sound of the crop tapping against the leather equipment in the main stable, she let her mind wander back to the training session.
She remembered Alexis's hands on her, the way she had guided her, corrected her, and praised her. She felt a flutter of nervous excitement in her stomach as she remembered the way Alexis had looked at her, her eyes filled with pride and admiration.
She pushed the thought aside, frustrated with herself for letting her mind go there. She was irritated with herself for being distracted by her best friend, of all people. She had to focus, had to make this work after all the pay was going to be great and she couldn't deny she had fun and she had only been here a couple of hours.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the noise of a stable door opening and the distinct sound of movement. Riley stood up on her tiptoes to peer over the gate that kept her in her stall. She saw another pony girl being brought in.
The new girl was wearing a similar outfit to Riley's, with the addition of a bit gag in her mouth. She had a bright green plume attached to the top of a headpiece that attached to the bit gag. Her breasts were on display and Riley felt a sense of inadequacy seeing they were much larger than her own.
A tight corset sinched the girls waist and, unlike Riley, she didn't have any panties on. Her pussy was on full display and visibly wet. That would have drawn all of Riley's attention but instead it was the tail that hung between the new girls legs that made Riley gasp in shock.
The new girl's trainer was a tall, muscular woman with short, dark hair. She was wearing a tight, black leather corset and tall, black boots. She held the new girl's leash in one hand and carried a riding crop in the other. The trainer glanced at Riley, noticing the girls curiosity and smirked.
"Looks like you've got company, Starbeam," she said, a hint of amusement in her voice. Riley felt a blush spread across her cheeks, realizing that the trainer must have seen her staring.
"Um, hi," Riley said, waving awkwardly from her stall. The new girl looked over at Riley, her eyes wide and frightened. She tried to whinny, but the bit gag muffled her words. Instead Starbeam gave a snort. The trainer chuckled, shaking her head.
"Don't worry about her, she's just new," the trainer said, leading the new girl to the stall across from Riley's. "She'll learn the rules soon enough." The trainer added, her eyes never leaving Riley's as she secured the new girl's leash to a ring on the wall. "You two are going to be neighbors for a while, so I expect you to keep an eye on each other."
Riley nodded, still feeling a mix of shock and curiosity at the sight of the tail hanging between the new girl's legs. "What's your name?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
The new girl looked up at her trainer, who nodded in approval. She turned to Riley, her eyes filled with fear and uncertainty. She opened her mouth to speak, but all that came out was a muffled sound.
Riley realized then that the bit gag wasn't just for show, it was to keep the pony girl from speaking. She felt a pang of sympathy for the new girl, wondering how scary and intimidating this must all be for her.
"Her name is Riley," the trainer said, her voice stern. Reading the name plate on the front of Riley's stall as she undid the head harness on Starbeam relasing her mouth from the gag.
Starbeam whinnied and nuzzled into Victoria's shoulder. "Yes, I know you're sorry but you understand why the whip had to be used on you, don't you?" Victoria asked, her voice stern yet concerned.
Starbeam nodded, her eyes downcast. She clopped her foot in her leather boot once. she murmured, feeling the sting of the whip on her thigh, a reminder of her mistake.
Victoria smiled softly, tucking a strand of Starbeam's auburn hair behind her ear. "Good girl. I know you'll do better next time. Now, why don't you go clean yourself up while I check on our new arrival?"
Starbeam nodded, moving to the small sink in the corner of her stall. She looked over her shoulder at Victoria and the new girl, her heart aching with sympathy.
Starbeam knew how terrifying it could be when you first arrived at the Country Club. She still remembered her own initiation, the fear and the uncertainty. She had been brave, but she had also been scared out of her mind. She had been terrified of the whip, of the strict rules, of the strange world she had been thrust into. But she had also been excited, drawn in by the promise of power and control. She had been desperate to prove herself, to show that she was strong and capable.
She glanced at the new girl, who was now huddled in the corner of her stall, her body shaking with fear. Starbeam sunk to her knees and gulped down the water in her bucket.
Victoria paced the short distance between the two stalls and inspected Riley. "Stand back, I want a good look at you." Victoria demanded, her voice stern. Riley, still standing on her tiptoes, peered over the gate at the trainer, her new friend Starbeam forgotten.
"Yes, ma'am," Riley replied, stepping back slightly. She felt a shiver of anticipation run down her spine, a mix of fear and excitement at being inspected like this. Why did she call her Ma'am.
Victoria walked around Riley's stall, her eyes roaming over every inch of her body. Riley could feel the weight of her gaze, like a physical touch, a caress that sent shivers down her spine.
She had never been inspected like this before, never felt so exposed, so vulnerable. But there was something exhilarating about it, something that made her heart race and her breath hitch in her chest.
"Turn around," Victoria commanded, her voice stern yet husky. Riley obeyed, her body trembling slightly as she turned to face the back of the stall. She could feel her nipples hardening against the cool leather of her thong, her pussy dampening with each passing second.
Victoria circled her like a predator, her eyes never leaving Riley's body. Suddenly she felt a hand cup her pussy. Thankfully her leather thong still prevented the woman from direct contact with her pussy.
It was still a shocking and intimate action.
"Very... responsive," Victoria murmured, her breath hot on Riley's ear. "You like that, don't you?"
Riley nodded slowly before catching herself. "No!" and recoiled.
She hadn't realized she would be inspected so intimately so soon. Her heart pounded in her chest, and she fought to control her breathing.
Victoria chuckled, a low, throaty sound that sent a shiver down Riley's spine. "Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you. I just want to see what Alexis is working with. You're both new to this, so I want to make sure you understand the rules. And one of the most important rules is that you are not in control of your body. You are to do as you are told, when you are told.
Do you understand, Riley?"
Riley shivered as she nodded, her breaths coming in shallow gasps. She felt a surge of heat between her legs, a mix of fear, excitement, and arousal. She wasn't sure she liked the way Victoria was touching her, but she also couldn't deny the sensation it sent coursing through her.
"I see you are very new in your training regime. If Starbeam spoke or recoiled from me like that she would be in a lot of trouble." Victoria grinned. "Perhaps when Alexis fails in training you then I'll inherit you and you can see what a real training regime is like." Victoria's voice was like silk, but her words stung like a whip. Riley flinched, her body tensing at the threat. She quickly nodded, trying to appease the stern trainer. "Yes, ma'am," she whispered.
Victoria chuckled, walking around Riley again, her fingers tracing the line of her spine. "Don't worry, sweetheart. I'm sure you'll do just fine with Alexis. She has a...unique way of doing things. But I expect you to follow the rules, understand?"
Riley nodded again, her heart pounding in her chest. "Now, stamp your little hoof once and bow from your waist." Victoria ordered.
Riley hesitated for a moment before remembering the rule. She lifted her right foot and stamped it once on the straw-covered floor. She then bent at the waist, her hands still behind her back, and bowed.
Victoria nodded, satisfied with Riley's compliance. "Good, that's how a pony girl shows respect to her trainer." Victoria left the stall and closed the gate behind her. "Starbeam! You will be ready to go again in one hour. Understood?"
Riley heard Starbeam whinny and the chain of another gate close. She then heard footsteps and presumed Victoria had left them. Tentatively she stood back on her tiptoes and saw Starbeam staring back at her from her own stall.
The auburn-haired pony girl had a sympathetic look in her eyes as she watched Riley. Starbeam was no longer deferring to her trainer but just another girl in this strange new world. Riley gave her a small, shy smile and Starbeam returned it, offering a comforting. "Are you ok?" Riley asked. "Those marks on your thighs looked painful." Riley said, still slightly shaken from her earlier inspection. She had seen the angry red welts when Victoria had untied the harness from the other girl.
Starbeam sighed and leaned against the gate of her stall, her eyes downcast. "They are. But it's better than what I had done to me the first time I didn't follow an order."
Riley's forehead creased with concern. "What did she do?"
Starbeam looked up at Riley, her voice barely above a whisper. "She put the bit gag on me and left me in my stall overnight without water.
I couldn't drink, couldn't speak, couldn't do anything but think about my mistake. It was...humbling," Starbeam admitted, her voice barely audible.
Riley's brow furrowed in concern. "That's horrible, Starbeam. I'm so sorry," she said, her voice filled with genuine sympathy. She couldn't imagine being treated so harshly, especially by someone she looked up to.
Starbeam nodded, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth. "It was. But it also made me realize the seriousness of the rules. And it made me determined to never disobey again.
Victoria is tough, but fair. She demands perfection, but she also rewards it," Starbeam added, her voice filled with a mix of respect and wariness.
Riley nodded, her mind racing with a thousand questions. She had known that the training at the Country Club was strict, but she hadn't realized just how harsh it could be. She looked down at her own wrists, the leather cuffs a stark reminder of her new reality.
Starbeam followed Riley's gaze, her expression softening. "Don't worry, Riley. You'll get used to it. And before you know it, you'll be craving the discipline, the routine.
You'll find a sense of freedom in the structure, a peace in the submission. Believe me, I did." Starbeam's voice was gentle and reassuring, as if she were sharing a secret with Riley.
Riley let out a shaky breath, trying to absorb Starbeam's words. She could hardly imagine a time when she would crave the sting of a whip or the bite of a gag, but she trusted Starbeam. She had seen the confidence in her eyes, the pride in her posture. She wanted that for herself, too.
"But for now," Starbeam continued, her voice turning serious, "you need to understand the rules." Starbeam looked over at the door to the stable. "We aren't really allowed to talk. Your new so I don't mind you asking questions just now, but, I won't let you get me into trouble." Starbeam said, her voice a hoarse whisper.
Riley looked at her, concern in her eyes. "You don't have to worry about that, Starbeam. I promise. I just want to understand, to learn. I don't want to make the same mistakes you did."
Starbeam smiled softly, her eyes meeting Riley's. "Good. That's the right attitude to have. Now, let me tell you the most important rule of all. Rule number one: A pony girl never speaks unless spoken to. Do you understand?"
Riley nodded, "Yes, I understand.
But how am I supposed to ask questions if I'm not allowed to speak?"
Starbeam signaled with her hand, "You'll learn to nod, stamp your foot, or use your reins to communicate. It's all about understanding the unspoken language. Just like a real pony communicates with its rider."
Riley looked around her stall, taking in the fresh straw bedding, the water bucket, and the small sink in the corner. "But how do I know when I can talk? Or when I can eat? Or use the bathroom?" Riley asked, her eyes scanning the stall for any sign of a toilet.
Starbeam chuckled softly, her auburn hair shimmering in the stable's soft light. "You don't. Not until you're given permission. It's all about control, Riley. You'll learn to hold it in, to control your body's needs. It's empowering, in a way. You'll see. We have more freedom in our stalls so you can sort of do what you like here." Starbeam said, before taking a sip from her bucket.
Riley looked around her small space, waiting for the advice to sink in. She saw a small bell hanging by the gate to her stall. "What's that for?" she asked, nodding at it with her head.
Starbeam followed her gaze and smiled. "That's a signal if you need to use the bathroom. Just ring it, and someone will come to take you to the bathroom. But remember, you'll have to ask permission to go, even to use the bathroom." Starbeam could see Riley's discomfort. "It's shameful to say but I will just pee in the corner of my stall. I'll only ring my bell if I need to go...number two...because of my tail. It's harder to keep out the way" Starbeam's voice was sad, but there was an acceptance in her eyes.
Riley's eyebrows rose, she hadn't expected such a frank response. She remembered the tail hanging between Starbeam's legs, it looked so realistic and matched the colour of Starbeams hair. "How is it attached to you?"
Riley blurted out, her curiosity overcoming her better judgment. She quickly added, "Sorry, I shouldn't pry."
Starbeam chuckled softly, shaking her head. "No, it's fine. I'm used to the questions. The tail is a silicone prosthetic, attached by a...butt plug, it's designed to be realistic and comfortable." She paused, grinning mischievously.
"Oh my god!" Riley exclaimed. "You mean that tail is literally sticking out of you ass?" Riley asked, wide-eyed and incredulous. "Yep. It's a bit awkward at first, but you get used to it. It's actually kind of comfortable after a while," she explained, a hint of pride in her voice.
Riley shook her head in disbelief, trying to wrap her mind around the idea of having a tail literally attached to her ass. "Doesn't it hurt?!" she asked still in shock.
Starbeam shook her head, her auburn hair swaying around her shoulders. "No, not really. It's just... degrading. But it's part of the training, part of the humiliation.
It reminds us that we are not in control here, that our bodies are not our own. But, in a weird way, it also makes you feel strong, like you can take anything they throw at you. Like you can overcome any challenge," Starbeam explained, her voice filled with a mix of pride and sadness.
Riley listened intently, her mind racing with thoughts and questions. She couldn't believe what she was hearing, but she also couldn't deny the strange sense of fascination that was slowly building within her.
"So, what about the... um, the sex part?" Riley asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
She was not sure how to approach the subject delicately, so she opted for straightforwardness.
Starbeam's eyes met Riley's, and she took a deep breath before responding. "Sex is...complicated here. It's not just about pleasure, it's about control, dominance, submission. It's about...punishment and reward."
Riley's brow furrowed, her mind racing with questions. "Punishment? But...I thought...I mean, I thought sex was supposed to be enjoyable."
Starbeam nodded, her voice soft. "It can be. But not how you're thinking.
You see, here at the Country Club, sex is a tool used to train and condition us. It's a way to teach us obedience, to reinforce the lessons we've learned. And sometimes, it's used as a reward, a way to show us that we've pleased our trainers. But other times, it's used as a punishment, a way to assert control and dominance. It's a delicate balance, and it can be confusing and even painful at times. But ultimately, it's about learning to submit to the will of your trainer, to let go of your own desires and needs and become completely absorbed in theirs."
Starbeam continued "If i'd pleased Miss Bryla you might have seen her finger me as a reward. Or maybe massaged my tits." Riley stood with her mouth open in shock .
Starbeam giggled, seeing the expression on Riley's face. "I know, it was strange at first. But you get used to it. You learn to crave it even. To want to please them so bad, you'll do anything to make them happy. And then, when they reward you... it's like nothing you've ever felt before. It's like you've won the fucking lottery or something."
Riley's eyes were wide with disbelief. "But... but she's your trainer. She's the one who whips you and makes you sleep with a gag in your mouth.
How can you enjoy sex with her?" Riley asked, her voice filled with confusion and disbelief.
Starbeam looked at her, her eyes soft and understanding. She could see the genuine confusion and shock in Riley's eyes, and she knew that she was experiencing the same feelings she had when she first arrived at the Country Club.
"I know it sounds crazy, Riley. Trust me, I know. But remember what I said about control and submission? About learning to let go of your own desires and needs and become completely absorbed in your trainer's? That's what happens here. You learn to crave their touch, their approval, their reward." Starbeam paused. "Besides Miss Miller might have a different strategy in mind for you." Starbeam said, her voice turning thoughtful.
"Miss Miller?" Riley asked, curious about this new trainer. "You mean Alexis?"
Riley asked, her voice filled with both curiosity and apprehension. She had always thought of Alexis as her best friend, her partner in crime during their college years. The idea of her friend being someone's 'Miss' was both electrifying and terrifying.
Starbeam nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. "Yes, Alexis. She goes by Miss Miller here. I've not seen her train a pony from scratch, but she ran some training sessions with me."
Starbeam paused, her voice taking on a wistful tone. "She's... different. She's more... gentle. More patient. She's not like Victoria." Starbeam's voice was soft, almost reverent.
Riley's brows furrowed, and she let out a shaky breath. She couldn't imagine Alexis as anything other than her best friend, the one who was always there for her, always ready with a laugh or a comforting word. But she also knew that Alexis had a different side to her, a darker side that she kept hidden away.
"I was good for her" Starbeam continued "And the things she did for me, I still think about the way she licked my pussy. I've never cum so hard in my life." Starbeam's voice was a soft whisper, her eyes distant as she remembered. "She knew exactly how to make me feel...alive. She made me feel like I was the only pony girlin the world who mattered, like my pleasure was the most important thing to her."
Riley's heart skipped a beat as she listened to Starbeam's confession. She had never heard her friend talk about anyone the way she was talking about Alexis. She could practically feel the hunger in Starbeam's voice, the longing for more.
She shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts. This was Alexis they were talking about, her best friend.
Her confidante. The girl she had shared everything with since their freshman year of college. The thought of Alexis making Starbeam cum was both thrilling and unsettling. Riley couldn't help but imagine it, the scene playing out in her mind's eye. She pictured Alexis, her hair messy and wild, her eyes filled with a primal hunger as she devoured Starbeam's pussy with her mouth. She could almost hear the moans, the cries of pleasure, the wet sounds of flesh against flesh.
Riley blushed, her own body responding to the mental image. "You're lucky to have her as a trainer. But remember she's your trainer so she can, and will be strict with you. It's the best way to learn." Starbeam smiled. "I don't want to be rude Riley I really need to get some rest before my afternoon training."
"Of course i'm so sorry. But just one more question if that's ok." Riley asked suddenly so embarrased she was taking up so much Starbeams rest time. Starbeam smiled and nodded. "Do you like being called Starbeam? Do you have a real name?" Riley asked, her voice filled with curiosity and a hint of hesitation. She felt like she was prying, but she couldn't help but wonder about the girl behind the nickname.
Starbeam's eyes softened and she smiled slightly. "Yes, I do. I used to be called Lauren," she said, her voice a soft whisper.
Riley nodded, trying to imagine the girl in front of her with a different name. "Lauren," she repeated, as if trying it on for size. "I like that."
Starbeam chuckled softly. "Thanks. But here, I'm Starbeam.
And I like it. It's a part of who I am now," Starbeam said, her voice filled with a mix of pride and resignation.
Riley nodded, understanding the sentiment behind the words. "I get it. It's like a new identity, a new personality. A way to leave behind the old and embrace the new."
Starbeam smiled, appreciating Riley's understanding. "Exactly. And it helps to have a name that fits the part. Starbeam is... bright, energetic, full of life. It's who I aspire to be."
Riley smiled back, her eyes shining with admiration. "I see that. I'll let you rest. Thank you and I'm glad you're here." Starbeam turned to her bucket and took a long drink of water before settling down in the straw. Riley heard the rustling of straw as Starbeam dropped from her line of sight. She was left feeling a mix of admiration and uncertainty. She couldn't imagine being as comfortable with this lifestyle as Starbeam seemed to be. But she admired the other girl's strength and confidence.