1. Caught in Her Own Trap: With increased speed, he propelled them toward the little stable. When they entered the wide double-doors, Vanessa's eyes grew wide with dread. Looking at its implements, she began to fear he was serious.

2. The Choice Is Made: As he held the hose casually in his strong right hand, he watched the cool liquid cascade over her exposed flesh. He saw her nipples rise to the occasion and grinned broadly. What fine adornments he would place on them, he thought.

3. The Training Harness: Her eyes grew wide with dread, and she struggled to voice her protest. But her shrieks of defiance were muffled by the bit. Her eyes filled with tears of frustration. Vanessa was no expert in horses, but she knew where the tail was generally located.

4. Other Adornments: Her mind reeled. The thought of having her nipples adorned with sleigh bells made her want to scream, but if wearing the hated bells would spare her the tail, she would do anything. She nodded slowly.

5. The Ponygirl Gets Her Tail: She felt the hard object against her opening and screamed through the bit. All that came out was a muffled sigh of protest as he began his forward motion. At first, she was able to keep the phallus out by closing her muscles tight. But the art thief was strong, and she was tired. She groaned louder as it began to penetrate her.

6. All Harnessed Up:
Grabbing the back of her shoulder harness, he lifted her torso from the table, forcing her to an unsteady standing position. The bells on her nipples jingled faintly and then finally settled back against her breasts. She groaned against the bit as the phallus shifted in her buttocks and seemed to penetrate her anew.

7. Her First Excursion:
She ran faster and faster, trying in vain to outrun the whip that continued to snap mercilessly against her buttocks, but there was no pleasing her new master. "Lift those legs higher!" he reminded, accenting his words with a quick snap of the whip against her thighs.