Chapter 3: Kaleigh's First Pony Play

I stand in front of my Master, naked and wondering what is in store for me today. I come to Him, and He commands me to kneel. I smile at Him, and obediently kneel in front of Him with my legs slightly spread... as to not hide His possessions from Him. I lower my head, and lay it against His thigh. He picks up my hair, and tosses it behind my back, brushing the bangs away from my face. Softly He caresses my cheek, and I feel my heart melting... longing for more of His touches. Gently I feel my chin lifted, and feel His lips brush against my forehead...

"I have a surprise for you tonight precious" He whispers.

My eyes open, and I look into His dancing eyes. My mind races... a surprise? What would that be daddy? There have been so many things we've talked about doing...

"Yes Master... ?" I whisper.

"I want you to stand before me, and close your eyes... do not open them until I tell you to. No matter what you feel or hear... understood?"

"Yes Master" I whisper with a heavy breath...

"Now stand for me"

I stand for Him, and He guides me away from Him a few steps to the center of the room. I can feel His eyes over me... I feel His hands pull my hair back, and secure it into a low pony tail... to keep it out of his way for now. He runs his hands down my shoulders, and my back. Pausing at my lower back, caressing around my hips... making me shiver... he drops to my feet and takes special time looking to see if I have been keeping them well kept... Satisfied, he reaches to my arms, taking them one at a time, and securing them behind me by my cuffs. I moan softly...

He whispers in my ear... "Balance is very important precious" "we must work with that"...

"Yes Master:" I reply.

Master returns to my front... cupping my breasts in each hand... massaging them... making my nipples erect... squeezing them... kneading them in His hands until a moan escapes my mouth. Master leaves me standing in the center of the room and walks to his bag... I hear Him rustling through it. I hear a jingle and he's once again before me... commanding me to kneel again. Obediently I do so. Master kisses my lips passionately... making me even more wet... I can feel it dripping down my legs. He trails a finger down to check His property, finding it wet, He plays with the clit just enough for me to moan. At that exact moment, He chooses to place the bit gag into my mouth. It feels like my familiar bit gag, and I wrap my lips around it eagerly... But suddenly I feel added weight to the gag, Master has just locked it in place, it's much tighter than my older gag. I can't pull it away from my lips at all... Master bends and whispers in my ear...

"You must be silent now... no noise at all... except with your nose... Understood? For now you may nod your head."

I shake my head yes, still keeping my eyes closed for Him... I play with the gag in my mouth as He walks away... coming back to me again... I can't see or hear much of anything, but I smell leather... Master attaches more weight to the gag... They are reins hanging from each end of the gag. He pulls them behind me, and does a test pull on them, and my head pulls back.

"Very nice." he whispers and he tucks them into my belly chain. My nostrils are flaring. I feel Him close to me in the front... he's right at my face... looking intently at me... trying to see what I'm feeling. He pulls my head into His... his lips teasing mine... knowing I can't kiss Him back with the bit in my mouth... Adding to my suddenly acute frustration level. I whimper behind the gag... He picks up a riding crop and flicks it at my ass,

"I asked you to be quiet... shhhh"

I nod yes to Him. Lowering my head... he returns to His new bag. and pulls out a posture collar, a very stiff one... Master comes back to me, seeing my head still lowered, He raises my chin to a level position, and once again tells me, "You've done nothing wrong to lower your head, you should not lower your head because you've been corrected. Learn from the correction, and be proud... but because I need you to be in proper posture, You will not lower your head with your new collar on" and he slides the posture collar onto my neck, holding it very straight and very much up.

He buckles the last notch and reminds me of my posture... I do my very best to keep it straight for Him, wanting so very much to please Him. Walking around me again very slowly... He runs the crop up and down my legs, and arms... and breasts. Tapping very gently in a few places... as if testing if that's the area he'll aim for later... my mind is running wild at this time... what is He planning for me? This new collar is so comforting, and restricting at the same time... helping me to complete his tasks one at a time. Lost in my own thoughts, I do not feel Him come back with the belts until he begins sliding them around my arms holding them down tight to my back... he'd already clipped my hands to my belly chain. I can't move my arms up any longer. They are uselessly trapped behind my back. My breasts are jutting out in front of me and my nipples are becoming quite erect. He pulls on my reins and they come loose from the belt...