Ruth circled the waiting Marlon inspecting every detail of his outfit: "Gorgeous. The hooves are a nice touch - as well as the feathers on top of the head harness. The head is just perfect with those blinders and the snaffle. I would nearly accept You as my pony for this afternoon, but there is something important missing!

I would never accept a docked tail - You would be a poor pony like that, not to mention the fact that this usually is not done with ponies.

Rebecca? Is this pony reliable for it's own tail? No idea what to do with a pony having forgotten it's tail in the stables. And after all: Does it even possess a tail, or is it a tailless creature? I hope there is one. That would be desirable as without it is somewhat handicapped and incomplete…"

Rebecca smiled: "I am glad You like the pony. I must admit we have not a big stock but i gave You the best animal available in this house. I do appreciate Your caring for optical perfection and aesthetics and can assure You that all our ponies do have tails.

I was thinking that You might like to apply it Yourself - so i decided to deliver the pony semi-finished with a do it Yourself kit. It was not the pony's fault but You can blame it on him. As i do have some liability insurance with my slave having to endure all punishment for my eventual mistakes this would make no difference as well."

Ruth did not smile. She was still focused and did not react to the joke Becky made. Maybe she was not so self assure and tried to stay on her pace - or it was just sobriety: "Do it Yourself is ok. The pleasure of applying it will balance out the work needed. And it will be fine to see a complete pony afterwards. So let's start, where is the tail?"

Rebecca was taken aback a bit as she had tried to make the session nice and friendly. But she thought it was Ruth's session and so it was her game to play. If she wanted to be harsh, that would be no problem. After all it was a unusual situation and maybe Ruth's way to deal with it. You could see it in her body language as she was not standing straight like herself but with a slightly bent back - and also the knees... Maybe these Boots were still unfamiliar and too high.

So she decided not to take it personally but continue to play her role: "I have prepared it for You - here You are. And You can use the rack in the corner. "

Ruth took the black buttplug with an attached horsetail. Then she turned around: "Pony! Put that treadmill away and arrange the rack so i can apply Your tail. Marlon obeyed and trotted to the stage. He could only push the items with his hips as his hands were fastened behind his back. So he got the rack into the center of the room. The moment he wanted to turn around Ruth already had her next order available: "Now lie down! Prone! Feet apart so there is access to Your backside!"

Marlon again did not hesitate and went to the rack bending down. His torso went on the soft red artificial leather and he went forward till his cock touched the base. Ruth was behind him fixing his neck to the device: "Feet apart!!"

Marlon did so which was unusual with his hooves and Ruth fastened his ankles to the sides of the rack so his knees were bent minimal and his back was standing out.

"This would be a perfect position for a whipping" she commented "You would deserve this for me having to do the work with the tail. We will see. Maybe later."

She turned around again to get the plug with the tail as her eyes met Rebecca's.

Becky had observed closely the firm and direct way Ruth was showing as she dealt with her pony. Still she wanted to bring in some lightness so Ruth was less tensed up: "You have done this before? Maybe You will need this!" And she gave her a blue tube with a red stripe which was obviously some lubricant: "The house brand" she smiled

Ruth reacted as if she had been caught red-handed: "I know. I thought i would let him lick the plug, before inserting, but i can also do it the old fashioned way" and she took the tube of lube.

In the meantime the pony turned it's head to look what was going to be inserted soon.

Rebecca thought that Ruth might have only read about all this, maybe looked in the internet, browsed a few forums -- and learned all the 'knowledge' that was offered there. She would have to take care a bit more about this session as somebody who believes he knows everything but only has theoretical knowledge is more at risk than somebody without any knowledge as the latter is cautious and asks if he does not know. So she stepped forward to have a close look at the process of application.

But this information seemed to have been complete. Ruth lubed the plug with extra amounts and then, after a short smack to Marlon's backside started to slowly insert the plug. In and out and in and out - getting a bit deeper every time and reacting to the pony's muscles getting wider.

It was a strange feeling for Marlon with this unfamiliar woman inserting a plug into his rectum and all the other women watching. He was torn between arousal by the situation being exposed and a bit of shame. But as he was fastened that way with his backside up in the air he could not do anything but accept and wait for the things to come.

Ruth slowly made her way in and as Marlon was used to plugs of all kinds he tried his best to help. Finally with a short slurp it had passed the thickest diameter and went full way in.

Ruth made a step back to look at her handicraft: "Now doesn't it look much better that way " she said triumphant while turning to Becky