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    Arrow My Pretty Pony~An Enchanting Tail


    This is for all the boys ands girl who ever dreamed of having a pony
    of their very own.

    A special dedication to all the little girls who grew up and
    found that being a pony was even more fun and how best to
    serve themselves and a loving Master.

    Dream with me for a moment, perhaps relive a fond memory.

    Close your eyes and see yourself laying amid the hay in a
    warm dry stable. Cozy upon your orchid velour blanket you
    slumber, legs drawn up to your breasts in this fetal birth position.

    In a sense you are awaiting birth, this becoming you've dreamed
    of those many nights when you awoke to feel the dampness
    between your thighs. Awoke restless and even a tiny bit fearful as
    you still smell the leather harness warmed by the sun as it molds
    to your body.

    The lingering taste of the bit upon your tongue, still hearing
    the delicate tinkling of bells clamped to your hardened nipples
    that ache and burn to be kissed and suckled by your Master.

    Awake little one, open your eyes and see your rebirth.
    I know you hear my footsteps, my boots trod heavy against the
    packed earthen floor.

    Minute red twisters of dust swirling about the black boots as
    I open the door to your stall. Open the door to this dream
    you've shed tears for and clasp your heart with such
    and ache. I come bearing your breakfast to nourish and strengthen
    you for the long training ahead.

    Large silver bowls held by strong hands, hands that touch to
    groom you, to discipline, to train you to become what until now you
    have only dreamed.

    I've brought your favorites today my sweet mare, cold crisp apple
    juice and crushed granola filled with honey and oats and dried fruits
    to make you smile and tempt your palette.

    Awake now and hungry you kneel to nourish yourself, hands
    stretching out before you as they brush the warm straw.
    I watch as you move between the bowls, your face hovering over
    one then the other as you lap the juice and scoop up the granola
    to chew and swallow.

    As you move back and forth between them I use your brush to
    comb and untangle the flowing mane of your hair. Raking out the
    tiny stalks of straw twisted amid the silken strands. I love your
    morning scent, the way your hair glistens with its natural oil to cast
    a radiant sheen.

    When I see you this way, breathe deeply of the warm scent of
    your slumber and the dampness gathered between your folds I hunger
    for you. The thought alone of inserting your tapered red anal plug
    with the attached mane inside you stiffens my cock and my blood
    begins to race with every vein in my body.

    Seeing you with reigns encircling your face, the bit planted between
    your teeth and lifting your tail mane to penetrate you. My prick
    engorged and pulsing as it nears your inviting mate hole.

    I grip the tail and lift it up so it won't hinder my access to this
    glorious recess of yours. This sexual well that weeps it's crystalline
    tears to feel me deep and snug inside.

    You whine and sigh as the mane brushes over the firm globes of
    your ass. You hike your rear to me, inviting me to take what is mine.
    Can you feel me nestle my cock tip between the now sodden lips,
    how swollen they've become?

    The feel of each turgid inch splitting those puffy slopes as it snakes
    its way within you. Pulling the reigns ever tighter as I slam my
    hips against your ass and I press you down to force the very
    breath from your lungs.

    Back up to me my sweet mare, offer your sexing hole to me so
    that I might seed you properly. Breed you and break you of your
    stubbornness, your vanity and pride.

    I shall bring the true nature of your hidden beast forth.
    No beast of burden but one I fully accept with heart
    and soul to nurture and cherish.

    Whip the tears from your eyes when you have wronged
    yourself or my teachings yet soothe and heal with
    a blessed hand in equal measure.

    I shall seed you with my love and devotion to bring you full circle,
    to have you evolve and become what you were always meant to
    be---------MINE!!!

    Can you see it, can you feel it, can you smell it, hear it, taste it.

    I CAN!!!



    "Dig A Pony"~The Beatles


    I hi hi hi hi hi hi, dig a pony
    Well you can celebrate anything you want
    Yes, you can celebrate anything you want
    Ooh

    I hi hi hi hi hi hi, do a roadhog
    Well you can penetrate any place you go
    Yes, you can penetrate any place you go

    I told you so
    All I want is you
    Everything has got to be
    just like you want it to
    Because

    I hi hi hi hi hi hi, pick a moondog
    Well you can radiate everything you are
    Yes, you can radiate everything you are
    Ooh

    I hi hi hi hi hi hi, roll a stoney
    Well you can imitate everyone you know
    Yes, you can imitate everyone you know

    I told you so
    All I want is you
    Everything has got to be
    just like you want it to
    Because

    I hi hi hi hi hi hi, feel the wind blow
    Well you can indicate everything you see
    Yes, you can indicate everything you see
    Ooh

    I hi hi hi hi hi hi, cold and lonely
    Well you can syndicate any boat you row
    Yes, you can syndicate any boat you row

    I told you so
    All I want is you
    Everything has got to be
    just like you want it to
    Because
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    Master Jeff-aka Professor Feather



    It's made up of lonely moments
    There was always a moment there when I knew
    You always gave instalments
    Always knew u concentrated and grew

    And I believe in reinvention
    Do you believe that life is holding the clue
    Take away all the lonely moments
    Give me full communication with you




    "The healthy man does not torture others - generally it is the tortured who turn into torturers."

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