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Peppergirl stood by the corral, waiting nervously. She knew she was being watched and shifted back and forth on her hooves, knees slightly bent. Her feet did not hurt since being taken out of the training hooves two days ago and placed in the present pair that matched her feet. The training hooves helped form her feet and accustomed her to walking on the toes and balls of her feet. While wearing the training hooves Peppergirl would wake up nights crying, her feet aching, but this made no difference to her owner and she wore them for several weeks. Now that she had her own pair, formed to her feet, the pain was almost gone. They supported her feet and made standing on the toes and balls of her feet comfortable. She thought her own feet might be deformed but did not worry about it. It would not have done her any good if she had; she would not walk as a free woman again.

She stirred slightly as Mr. Clark approached, her udders, heavy with milk, rising and falling unhindered. Peppergirl new Mr. Clark liked her udders since he came daily for the past two weeks to taste the milk from her teats and always commented on them to the stable lass, Sarah. He was particularly happy he decided to bring his new mare into milk and at times gloated that he gave her the shots himself. Peppergirl stirred again at that thought. She had been at the ranch for three weeks when she was tied to the post in her stall and Mr. Clark put a needle through each teat into the breast. This went on for two weeks and they would not tell her why. One week later she found out when Mr. Clark came to inspect her breasts -- as he had been doing all week and put each into his mouth and sucked. Peppergirl felt the milk flow and knew she was giving milk and the reasons for the shots.

Sarah had let Peppergirl sleep late that morning. When Sarah awakened her, she put a collar on her and led her outside to relieve herself. Peppergirl did and waited to be uncollared and fed.

The two other mares that were in the same barn as Peppergirl came to her after relieving themselves and muzzled her. They were not leashed nor did they give milk. Longhair and Browneyes were very tame and docile. Peppergirl at this stage in her training was still too frisky to be left unguarded and unleashed.

Their necessities completed the three mares were led back inside to be fed. Placed inside their stalls the mares waited for Sarah to bring them their feed. When Sarah arrived they whinnied before being served and again when finished. No spoken word ever passed the mouths of the mares.

Shortly after the injections began Peppergirl realized this. After complaining about the injections a heavy bit was placed into her mouth and severely tightened. Her arms were bound at her side and she was not fed for two days and then when she was fed she had to eat through the bit. She could not feed herself properly this way though she could drink. Her training became more severe during this time but she did learn her lesson. She had not uttered a spoken word in four weeks. The punishment would be more severe the next time she was informed.

After breakfast, Sarah washed her, including her private parts that took Peppergirl a long time to become accustomed to. Sarah shaved her between the legs clean of hair so Peppergirl felt every wisp of air, combed her hair back over the shoulders, and bridled her. The bit was soft and moved slightly in her mouth. Peppergirl liked it much better than the hard training bit. Sarah next put the body harness on her. This started under her udders, lifting them, ran down to her lower waist and tied in the back sucking her stomach in sharply and raising her udders more. Two straps ran down between her legs and tied to the harness at her back preventing it from riding up. Dildoes could be inserted but were not. It was low cut leaving her back bare. The two cheeks of her hindquarters were also bare. Her forearms were bound to the harness at her waist and her wrists were bound at the bottom of the harness. Peppergirl was quite immobile from the waist up, stomach sucked in, and udders thrust up.

Sarah applied a slight touch of blush to her face and led Peppergirl outside.

Peppergirl's whole body was quivering, udders and hindquarters swinging to her steps. She had not been prepared like this before and was nervous. Sarah leashed her at the outside of the corral and left. Peppergirl stood there for almost an hour until she heard the voices and saw Mr. Clark coming.

At last Peppergirl thought they will move me from here. She was tired but could not complain. She would stay were she was put. Sarah took her reins and led her to the carriage. It was more of a buggy. It had two wheels, a seat for two, and a hood to cover its occupants. Its rails were lying on the ground.

Sarah led Peppergirl between the rails and attached them to her harness near the wrists with straps. Two leather straps were run from the harness where her forearms were bound to the carriage. There was slight slack in each so Peppergirl could move a little. The reins were brought into the carriage and looped around a post pulling Peppergirl's head back slightly so she must look forward or up but not down. It was at this moment that Mr. Clark was called away and Peppergirl resigned herself to waiting, harnessed to the buggy, head back.

Sarah then came to Peppergirl's front and stroked her head and back, speaking soothing words so she did not become impatient. Peppergirl understood, in her training she had similarly been harnessed to a carriage and left to wait several hours and then been led back to her stall not even used. This had happened several times and Peppergirl knew it was to instill patients in her and that she would be used at her owner's convenience only. All the ponygirls were treated so but Longhair and Browneyes were third generation ponygirls and were trained from birth. They knew only one life and were content with their lot.

Peppergirl was kidnapped from her home just over two months ago and could never have the contentment that the other two mares had. This she knew though she was trying to be docile and submissive but she was still too frisky. Peppergirl did not realize that Mr. Clark wanted his new ponygirl frisky. He knew she must be allowed some leeway. To break her completely she would be no use to him. Peppergirl was not informed of this. She had no need to know of her owners' plans.

Escape was impossible. She found this out after her first beating two days after she arrived. She did not as yet know what was in store. When beaten with the riding crop and left naked in the stall it was hoped she would escape. When it was dark she left through an opening in the stall caused by a loose board and not finding any clothes went naked. All night and the next day she was free. She found water to drink and berries to eat but saw nobody else and began making plans to find help.

They found her at dusk. Three men with ropes lassoed her and beat her. She screamed from the blows that hit her udders, stomach, pussy, legs, and hindquarters but the men were not listening. They told her she never could escape the island unless she could swim one hundred miles and only if she knew which direction. She was led back to her stall and tied into it. In the morning they told her why she was there and how she would be spending the rest of her life as a ponygirl. She rebelled several times at this and was always punished. Her owner brooked no nonsense from her and soon she found it was easier to comply with their wishes than fight.

Not speaking was the hardest but as has been seen even that objective was obtained. When she did something correct she was rewarded with more to eat, some sugar, petted, or just given words of encouragement. It was hard for her to adjust but the tried and proven methods of rewards and punishments worked well. Also, when shown the draft animal she would become if she could not be trained satisfactory, she surrendered. Peppergirl had no desire to be harnessed to plows or supply wagons and treated only as a beast of burden, to be beaten with whips and have her body marked. Instead, Peppergirl opted for the pampered life of the ponygirl not realizing it could be just as difficult.

The ponygirl life was just as disciplined and maybe even more so than the draftgirl. Draftgirls just worked. They were not trained to behave just so. High stepping was only for ponygirls and only ponygirls gave milk.

Peppergirl tried to nudge Sarah with her head and whinnied to show her appreciation. Sarah smiled, petted her one last time on the flanks, told her to be patient, and left.

It was nearly an hour when Mr. Clark came back to Peppergirl. He walked up to her and ran he handle of the whip he was holding between her shaven legs roughly. Peppergirl jumped slightly but Mr. Clark grabbed the reins and held her still. He stroked her udders gently to calm her. Gradually Peppergirl settled down and Mr. Clark climbed into the carriage.

The ponygirl again became nervous but this time it was with excitement. After hours of standing, waiting, she was finally going to be used. Longhair and Browneyes would never have become impatient since all they knew was the ponygirl life but Peppergirl was a young woman when she was first instructed in ponygirl dressage. Her offspring though would know patients in ways she could not understand.

If only he does not leave again she thought and was rewarded when he released her head and pulled on the reins causing her to start suddenly. Peppergirl then thrust her udders out and as high as they would go and at the same time arched her hindquarters out and up as far as possible. She presented a pleasing picture of herself to anyone watching -- udders and flanks thrust out and belly tightly harnessed. All the curves were there to be seen and enjoyed.

She stood there waiting for the command to be off; desperately hoping it would come soon. She felt the energy draining from her body because of the position it was being held in. Just when she was about to release herself and probably be punished she felt the whip strike the small of her back and she jumped forward and started to trot.

Twice more she felt the whip until she settled down into a trot that was pleasing to Mr. Clark. Her legs were high stepping in front of her, her upper body gently bent forward to help in drawing the carriage, and in front of her there was a tree in her path. She wanted to turn slightly to miss it but knew that her owner would direct her in time to miss it. When being driven she was to obey the handler who would control her through the reins and not her own desires which were nothing.

At the last possible moment before she turned on her own Peppergirl felt the whip on her left flank and the reins jerk her head to the right. She moved sharply to the right and missed the tree. Relieved, Peppergirl slowed slightly and received two more strokes of the whip in the small of her back to bring her back up to speed.

Mr. Clark trotted her around the yard with just the control of the reins except for one sharp corner where he warmed her right flank with the whip to have her move sharply to the left around the turn.

Twice he took her around the yard and through her paces by slowing her down by pulling on the reins and speeding her up with the whip to her back. As he completed the second lap he brought her to a stop where he started from.

Sarah came and together with Mr. Clark they inspected Peppergirl. She was breathing heavily, udders rising and falling magnificently with each breath. Her body glistened with sweat and she was foaming at the mouth. She was nervous and jumpy after her first workout by her owner and when he felt the small of her back she jumped and whinnied in discomfort.

The whip Mr. Clark used on her was not flat like the training whip Sarah used but was thin and pointed. She thought her skin was broken but it was not -- yet. She told herself that she would not give her owner cause to use the whip too much. She would maintain whatever speed he desired.

Peppergirl had only trotted for ten minutes around the yard and was quickly regaining her breath. Mr. Clark again entered the carriage when he noticed this and pulled back on the reins signaling to Peppergirl to present herself as trained.

Sarah, standing in front of her stroked Peppergirl's right side, told her to enjoy herself, and moved away just as the whip came to Peppergirl's back. Sarah watched as Peppergirl was directed to the road that passed in front of Mr. Clark’s property.