What Next

- poem by Peter Loaf
- based on art by MC

Supplied by the poet for use on SirJeff's Ponygirls website.
Do not repost without permission.



Hoof boots and cincher, feeding His twists
Spreader bar shackled, ankles then wrists
My fear of falling
Hoof boots appalling
Tinkle bell swinging, clenching my fists

Head harness holding, biting the bit
Horny and hoping, shudder and shit
Master my Master
Heart beating faster
Pony girl dressing, quivering fit

Dildo banana, mounting my tail
Asshole He’s greasing, the Holy Grail
Hobbled and helpless
Gag garbled protest
Hip-spreading painful, the driven nail

Party girl pony, to mingle sent
Buggered and beckoned, hobbled and bent
Hot horny pony
There’s nothin’ phony
Mare hot and juicy, the cocks to tent

High wet and dripping, pussy betray
Spread bent and helpless, into the fray
Services render
Fucking in splendor
Pony girl pleasures, the month of May

Moll Flanders Stables, bi-yearly treks
Pony girl passion, the super sex
My Master and me
Our sexual key
Never I’m knowing, what’s coming next