Then Anitapony was pussy-buzzed again. Off she went, drawing the cart and Rubberpet out past the open bar-gate of the dungeon, out to the open field, controlled remotely by Master. She was out in the fields working up a lather on her own, Master Peter nowhere to be seen, high-stepping sometimes at a walk pace, sometimes a trot pace, once even at a gallop, her exercise all commanded by timed tingles on her nipples.
All afternoon she pulled the cart and Rubberpet, remote-controlled Anitapony. She just obeyed all the signals and highstepped perfectly until finally at a pass near the bar-gate, a double tingle in her pussy told her clearly it was time to come in.
Master Peter had watched it all on his notebook pc, thanks to the wireless internet cameras he had placed in the dungeon and around the field. He smiled. From now on he could play with his favorite ponygirl no matter where his business travel took him, simply using the favorite tool of every male, The Remote.
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