"Oh, shush! I'm not even your owner, silly. Just here to wash you up!" I said to the pony boy in the stable, so muscular, sweaty, large, naked and helplessly harnessed and chained to the wall. Those blinders really limited your vision for sure, but I'm sure you saw me accidentally bending over to the bucket of soap water in these tight little shorts. My bad!

And you were big. I was at best to your chest level, perhaps even lower thanks to those pony boots you wore. Heavy, black, seasoned leather kept your hands back, your naked frame in check. Not to mention that lovely, thick, hard cock of yours, also tied against your body. I don't know what they fed you, but damn.

I washed you all over, not minding my t-shirt got little wet now during hot summer day, and wasting no effort or time I finally got my hands on your denied, teased manhood down there. Well, I wasn't supposed to touch you, let alone to allow you cum - pony boys are to kept in denial! - but a bit of help with soap slippery hand didn't hurt anyone.

There you go. I love how you moaned. And I love how you hated me doing this to you. Must be humiliating, a daughter of your age, just 20 something young woman and such a big, strong, ex-succesfull man like you.

I circled the frenelum of yours with one finger, then just kept it there. "Come on. Hump." I said with cheerful tone.

But as you did, I flicked your full, denied, aching balls with one finger hard, twiche. "No. Slowly. Did you just try to cum without permission? Tsk tsk." I played with you. It was low paying job for me, but these moments really kept me coming back as summer aid.

"That's good pace. Good boy. Your wife...whoa!" A struggle from you stopped the teasing, for now.

Ah, still touchy about that.

"Honeycunt, she's much more spirited when trained like this, you know. And desperate. Yesterday, she was practically begging on her knees for some relief to her needy little pony cunt. Have you ever seen your wife like that? Dripping to her thighs?" I asked, casually touching you again.

I bet you haven't. They don't have chemicals in civilian food like we do here.

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I love pony girls. I love pony play too! Why shouldn't I try domming for once then? Happy to do this for pony girls to be as well.

I want to break you, tame you, control you, tease you. You are such a strong, muscular, big pony boy in so mean, hard equipment. I don't want you submissive or pathetic. I want you strong, and slowly controlled via pain and pleasure.

Long term, literate players only please. No chats, no discord. All prompts open! Show your writing and ideas.