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Mary's inspection and correction.

Lord Mobius was making the rounds with his pack of petulant pugs. I wonder How that pony girl is making out. I have heard some good things from the other slaves. Upone entering the barn he found her in the inspection pose. Her posture was perfect and he could find no fault with her grooming or her tak.

Very good my little pony. As he stroked her knose. It had a calming effect with her. Do you feel strong enough to pull myself and the pugs for a ride.

We will forgo the tail for today becouse you are still healing down there. But i have a present for you. If you decide to exept it. He took out a small velvet case from under his hood. I have decided to ring you and give you some bells.

Yes master mobius I would gladly exept your gift and I will wear them proudly.

Mobius put down the box and took hold of her right breast firmly like if it was a grape fruit. Needing it, pulling it from her chest. This coused her to grunt in distress. Hearing this he lessend his feel and started to gently stroke her breast and her nipular area. She sighed and relaxed. Aaahhhh she said and if on cue her nipple poped up and hardend. Taking a large needle out of his hood. quickly put it in the candle that was on the table. sterilizing it with red hot flame. He reached into his hood once more and took out a pair of special forceps. He clamped it on her nipple. Owwh she cried. Silance I did not give you permision to talk. Taking the red hot needle whit a pair of rusty pliers he plunged it through the whole in the forceps. The needle burned it way through her flesh and cortilising it as it passed through her nipple. Marry kneeled stowickly through her ordeal.

Opening the box mobius took out the first ring. He quickly removed the forcepts and incerted the Golden ring through her nipple. He took the rusty plyers and squeezed the ring closed with a mechanical click. Taking some burn ointment he coated her nipple with it. Seeing that mary was in sevear pain he told her that was almost it for today. Taking out a small bell he cliped it to the ring on her nipple. It softly tingged with her movents.

We will do your other nipple when you feel up to it. Maybe tomarrow.

Looking down at her newly adorned breast she smiled with pride. oh thank you master mobius I will wear them with pride. But please sir could you get a new pair of plyers.

What did you say. Those rusty plyers have been in the buis family for generations. They have ringed hundreds of slaves. But no there not good enough for you are they. With a mighy bah he turned and stormed out.

insolent slave does not like my rusty plyers. Well I will show her just wait until tomarrow