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Olivia, From Slaver to Ponygirl

Copyright© 2026 by Rose362436

Chapter 24

BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 24 - Female slavers are novelty. Olivia was one of the most feared one. How does it feel to be on the other side of the chains.

Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Coercion   NonConsensual   Reluctant   Slavery   BDSM   Humiliation   Spanking   PonyGirl   Lactation   Petting   Squirting   ENF   AI Generated  

Oak’s gloved fingers touch my exposed flesh—clinical, cold—and then Omar’s voice cuts through the room.

“Stop.”

Oak freezes. His hands withdraw immediately. I can hear him shift position behind me, confused.

“Problem?” Oak asks.

Omar doesn’t answer immediately. I hang there over the post, thighs spread, dripping urine still puddled beneath me, every muscle locked in anticipation of pain that hasn’t come. My swollen breasts throb. The bells chime softly with my ragged breathing.

“Change mind,” Omar says finally. “No pierce. Not yet.”

Oh god. Oh god he’s—

Relief crashes through me so intense it’s almost painful. My legs go weak in the restraints. For one insane moment I want to thank him, want to express gratitude to the creature who’s been systematically breaking me for days.

He stopped it. He actually stopped—

Robin’s pen pauses mid-scratch. “Handler Omar, the modification was commissioned by Chief Gorlm as part of the registration package. Are you refusing the procedure?”

“Not refuse. Delay.” Omar moves around to where I can see him—those amber eyes studying me with calculation. “She need learn first. Pierce too soon, waste control tool. She behave perfect for week, maybe no pierce needed. She resist again...” He reaches down and taps my exposed clitoris once, lightly, with one claw. The touch sends electricity through my pony-fruit-saturated nervous system. “ ... I come back. We finish.”

Tomas pushes off the wall, frowning. “You’re letting her off? After all that?”

“Not ‘letting off,’” Omar corrects. “Making threat real. She know now what happen if she bad pony. Know exactly how it feel to be on post, spread open, waiting. That fear work better than ring. For now.”

 
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