The small but sturdy steel cart almost turned on it's side as Raspberry made the sharpest turn on the trail. Nick, like always, breathed an almost invisible sigh of relief, thankful that he wasn't thrown out. Raspberry was the absolute best pony girl he could have hoped for. Her powerful strides and devotion when under the reins, left him constantly in awe. But standing only at 5'2 she had some natural problems with bumps. It was lucky only he was in the cart though. Had there been any other passengers in the cart as they had made the turn, then he would have been forced to punish her for the slightly sloppy turn. And striking her with his father's old lash for something that was mostly not her fault would have bothered Nick. Sure a good trainer made sure that the animal knew that mistakes like that were unacceptable, but it was always important to make sure that through it all she remained happy. All that being said, th,ere was no real reason to think of Raspberry as anything but the happiest animal in the entire register. Every day behind her solid red bit gag, there was always a gaping happy grin.

Nick eased up a bit on the worn reins somewhat once Raspberry crossed the last hill into the park proper. She had been hard at work all day, and he wanted to ease her workout downward to prevent anything bad from happening to her. She was his precious pony after all. Night was setting in gently on to the summer day, the sky darkened to the point where visibility was tough for both trainer and pony. Luckily the park was empty save for some leaving workers, and a few people walking their dogs, removing much worry of the pony accidentally running into some hapless bystander. Nick glanced towards a man walking his poodle on the side of the track. He would never really tell anyone this, but dog owners just made Nick laugh. His pet could crush their pet any day of the week.

To Nick it seemed like the familiar park had no more surprises waiting for him tonight. Or at least it seemed that way until he noticed one last anomaly. Sitting on one of the park benches was an attractive young woman. She was dressed up in normal office garb, with a short skirt, pantyhose, high heels, and a honey colored yellow blouse. But Nick wasn't looking at that. He was looking at her startling Electric Blue hair, that ran all the way down to her upper back. The juxtaposition between her punkish hairstyle, and her clean cut clothing, gave off a rather mixed message about herself. It had the passing pony trainer interested. But more then that, it was that she was staring wide eyed right at him and the cart. Or rather, right at the pony girl pulling him and the cart.

Without even really taking any time to think about what he was doing, Nick pulled hard backwards on the reins. Raspberry, ever the obedient creature, rapidly brought herself and the cart to a stop, using her years of muscle memory to slow the speeding steel much more efficiently then many would think possible. Within a few seconds, the cart reached a screeching halt, Raspberry pulling into her ready position. This was comprised of a straight posture, with her head up in her posture collar, and her arm binder trapped arms forced to the straightened arch of her back.

Stepping out of the side of the cart, Nick's immediate attention upon stopping was, as always, on Raspberry. He only glanced for a moment at the woman who had caused him to stop in the first place. She seemed to have stood up from her park bench and started to slowly move towards the cart. But Nick did not turn around to greet her, his attention focused on the pony at the moment. Nick walked towards the front of the cart, one hand sliding upwards into the peak of his curly blond hair. He could almost swear that this was not the first time he had seen that girl, but how would he have known her? Had she gotten rides from him and Raspberry before? Maybe she worked with one of his suppliers or auditors? But, that was not important to find out right this very second. It was much more important that he go about his usual stopping routine, checking that there were no problems with Raspberry. If this mystery woman had any desire to speak with him, then she would probably continue towards him.

Raspberry did not visibly react to the approach of her owner, except turning her head towards him for a second. Generally, she was supposed to keep looking forward during inspections, but she had worked hard today, so Nick was in no mood to punish her for minor transgressions. So long as she remembered that she was supposed to keep her head forward, it would be fine. His right hand carefully reached out to the back of her head, where her disorganized curly red hair was bunched together in a loose but aptly named pony tail. The pony knew the training from years of having it drilled into her subconscious. She did not even have an instinct to turn her head towards the fingers playing with her fiery locks. The sweat of a sunny day pulling the cart covered her from head to toe with natural grime. Nick didn't shy away from the sweat, giving the pony a small caress, across her tiny cheek. Raspberry closed her eyes happily for a moment, which in turn created a tiny smile on Nick's own face. From there the hand started to glide gently downward, first over the red leather posture collar that forced her neck into an eternally attentive position, then down to her shoulders, which remained bare of the tight straps crisscrossing much of her torso. From there it headed down her well toned sun baked Irish form, all the way down to the thick strap that slid between her legs. He didn't do to anything to it beyond slide his fingers over the strap, pushing the inward facing dildo on the other side of the strap just a little further inside her frequently filled cunt. Unlike the rest of his touches, this one did earn a reaction from Raspberry in the form of a helplessly aroused shiver. His left hand moved forward too, positioning itself right above her heart to make sure heartbeat was normal after all her exercise.

It was fast, but well within what she could handle.

Meanwhile, the mysterious blue haired girl had moved from her spot on the bench, and was now standing only a few inches from the side of the cart. Her left hand felt one of the back wheels, while her head peered over the side of the car into the seats. Having made sure that nothing seemed to be wrong with the pony, Nick turned back around towards where the woman was now standing. This was the first good look he actually got of the woman. Though, now that he finally could examine her features, the word girl would be more appropriate. Her Asian features made it a little hard to guess her age, but she couldn't be more then 23. But that isn't all he noticed for the first time. It was only now that he noticed that she couldn't be more then 5'3 feet tall, just about as tall as Raspberry. It made peering over the side of the cart harder then someone would expect.

“If you want, I can just show it to you. It's not like this is the first time I've given the tour.” Nick offered jovially, drawing closer. “So what are you doing here at the park after ten anyway? I don't want to sound like a cop or anything, but don't you know it's dangerous for a young woman such as yourself to be out alone in the park after dark?”

When she felt the trainer's attention shift to her for the first time, her hand slowly drew back from the cart, keeping one lingering finger on the it's steel frame for just a moment, before returning that too to the side of her body. Her slender frame turned slightly towards the the tall blond man now in front of her. She leaned forward into a slight incline, in an instinctual bow-like motion. Her chest started to raise and lower at an increasing pace. Even her face showed obvious nervousness with talking to him, red blood flowing through her now rosy cheeks. “I know, Sir...It's just I was looking at this...thing...here. And...I kinda....” She began saying, every word seeming even more uncomfortable in a tiny willowy voice. Her black eyes focused towards the pony standing at attention in the front of the cart. “I...kinda wanted to get a look at...her.”

Nick peered at the girl just a bit closer, trying to determine if he could remember having seen her before. He could tell that this was not the first time he had ever seen her. It took a moment, but he thought that maybe she was one of the park regulars. He recalled a few times he had seen her before now. As he figured it out, he lightly snapped into the air. “You come here often, right?” He asked, slowly sliding backwards, drawing her near to the harnessed pony.

“Um.....yes, Sir.” The girl said in a quiet stutter. Hey black eyes shifting back and forth between Nick, the cart, and the creature unwaveringly standing straight. “I work in that building over there.” Her small hand lifted upward, pointing to a multistory office building in the nighttime distance. “Sometimes work just kicks the energy out of me. So it.....it really helps to just come down here and relax. Just close my eyes and let this place........” She paused, her eyes square on Raspberry, and continued, “and the people...... here surround me.”

Nick started to turn back towards the pony, his peripheral vision still focused on the nervous blue haired girl. His hand strayed towards Raspberry's hair again, softly stroking it's curls. “Is that why you are out here at this time of night?” Nick motioned her forward. For a moment she looked around worried, clearly nervous about getting any closer to Raspberry, but she swallowed her nervousness and slid forward, now only half a foot away from the nearly naked ponygirl.

“...Sorta.” She replied, her eyes slowly following the trail of his hand, through Raspberry's sweaty hair.

“Uh huh,” His hand found a knot and pulled through it, making the pony groan just a tiny bit in her gag. It brings his attention to both women at once. Raspberry was just a little bit taller then the girl was, probably because of the long pony hoof boots she was wearing, that forced her toes upwards into an extreme heel. “Well at least that would explain why I recognize you.” The girl's hand slides to her side subtly, giving her finger tips a slight touch of the ponies shapely ass. At the touch, the fake hair on Raspberry’s tail plug twitches a little, making the girl jump with shock. “You seem to be giving quite the attention to little Raspberry here.” Nick says with a laugh, the girl's blush deepening. “If you want I can let you feed her a bit?”

“No no, I'm.....I'm fine, Sir.” She says in a voice so small it is almost a whisper by this point. Her legs shake slightly up and down, her other hand slides towards her forearm rubbing it gently. “I'm just......curious. Why …..why would anyone agree to this?” Her voice grows slightly more confident at this point, still retaining it's shaky uncertainty, but a quiet intensity almost laces her words. “It would take....so much courage.....to sign up for the animal register. To give up everything that makes you who you are.” When she finishes, she bites on her lip slightly with anxiety, the arm rubbing her other forearm speeding up slightly

Nick raises his eyebrow at this point, slight suspicion as to her intention starting to form.“Well miss-?”

“Uma.....” She answers quietly, turning her head to the side a bit to hide her blush a little bit. “My name is Bella Uma.” Her eyes gently trace the elaborate red leather straps of Raspberry's harness, all the way from the dildo and anal plug strap that runs between her legs, all the way up to the shoulder and breast support straps. Nick stops rubbing the ponies hair, sliding one hand over to Bella's shoulder. For a moment she glances back to him, but returns her eyes to tanned leather and bare skin.

“Nick Dada.” He responds back, offering his other hand to shake. Bella promptly slides one of her small hands against his, and weekly shakes it, her head slowly starting to turn back towards Nick. As she does, the hand on her shoulder starts to message it slightly. But for all the attention that an attractive man her age is showing her, her focus seems to be split more evenly then one would expect. “

“Well Miss Uma, there are a number of reasons as to why someone might choose to sign up for the animal register.” He pulls his hand back from the shake and motions towards Raspberry's almost still form. “The big reason is that many people just don't really feel at home in human bodies. They want to escape into an identity where they don't have to worry about anything. For some people it's all about the domestication. For some people it's more being the animal itself that makes them register.”

“Sir, but...but, what if they want to change their minds?” She asks, her quiet voice once again regaining the slightest hint of fire to it. “Don't the drugs make it impossible to go back to being human?” Her eyes sparkle lightly, and her hand reaches towards the pony's bare ass, giving it a soft caress. Raspberry's brilliant crystal green eyes however continue to look ahead blankly, not capable of comprehending what the two human beings are talking about anymore. Instead she just wiggles her rear end at the touch once more. This time Bella does not jump back. She just keeps softly caressing the animal.

“Yes, that is true.” Nick begins hesitantly, trying to find the proper words. For the first time his confident easy going smile, breaks to a small muted frown. But a second later he regains his composure, giving Bella's shoulder a slight squeeze. Her sparkling pure black eyes close for a moment, letting him focus more on her radiant blue hair. “But, I don't really think that very many people who have agreed to be brain drained to the point where they are simply beasts of burden would be quite so willing to change their minds." He removes his hand from her shoulder and starts to walk forward past her, to the opening to the cart. Raspberry tilts her head slightly, to get a better view of him leaving. Instead she manages to get a brief look towards Bella's eyes. "Besides," Nick finishes "it's an easy life they have as ponies. Not much they ever have to worry about besides giving all their effort.”

Bella seemed to not notice the last part of that statement, her eyes looking towards Rasberry's for the brief second, before the mindless pony turns back forward. Her legs start shaking even more, and her breath deepens even more, so that every time she exhales, the nearby trainer can hear it. After about a second, she starts to turn to where Nick has moved to, her hand sliding downward to Raspberries well toned legs. Her lips appear to be muttering something slightly to herself. Nick tries to move slightly closer so he can hear, but no sound appears to come out.

Finally after a few seconds, Bella regained her composure. Her legs still shook with fear, but her eyes returned to focus on Nick. Only then did he resume speaking.“Tell you what.” He said stepping on to the cart, with one hand held downward towards the Bella. “How about I take you for a brief ride. It's almost time for me to pack in for the night, and Raspberry is pretty tired.” As he said this, the pony lightly shook her head, as much as possible with the collar on, causing her cascading red locks to shuffle a bit behind her head. “But I don't think it would be too much of a problem having you tag along. She may not look it, but she can handle the weight pretty well.”

She stepped forward to take his hand for a moment before stopping herself. She whispered something again to herself, though this time Nick actually managed to hear it.“Raspberry.” Then she slowly slid backwards a bit, back to where the pony remained standing. “I don't....I don't want to be a burden to you, Sir.” She said meekly, her bright red blush now covering the vast majority of her soft face.

“Nonsense,” He said with his trademark confident chuckle, his lips forming a smile with pearly white teeth. “you aren't being a burden at all. Raspberry loves a good challenge. Overcoming difficult tasks is one of the thing ponies enjoy most.” He gestured to her, but specifically to her toned build, from years of galloping year round, and carrying the heavy carts full of people. “Besides, Raspberry loves company, don;t you girl?” He asked, now in the direction of the harnessed animal girl. Recognizing her given name, and that alone, the pony gave a low whine through her bit gag.

The small Asian girl jumps a little bit at the whine, but regains her composure within seconds, a thoughtful pose striking her features.“Are you sure, Sir?” She asks timidly, her glancing eyes switching from the cool confidence of the trainer, to the eerie calm of the pony. “I.....I really don't want to make things harder for you. Or for h..her.”

The sides of his grin tilted upwards wickedly, as a thought occurred in his head. If she was so concerned with raspberry, might as well tell her the real reason the pony would love it.“What if I told you that an extra person would increase the strain of the dildo, making her get more out of it?” He asked with an a mock evilness to his voice. At this, Bella's eyes widened slightly, and she gave a nervous and slightly chilled look back towards the pony. Or more specifically to the moisture around the crotch strap, that was mostly comprised of liquid besides sweat. “Would that be enough to get you to agree?”

As he said this he motioned the blue haired girl towards Raspberry. “Come on, see for yourself.” Nick knew that nothing unnerved people new to ponies quite so much as being forced to accept their highly sexualized nature. When some people would see Raspberry start to shudder in orgasm mid stride, they would be revolted slightly. Others might be more shocked and interested then turned away however. And a select few would find themselves aroused by it. Based on the fact that she wasn't already fleeing in terror, nick suspected she might be in one of the latter categories. And among those two, he had his suspicions.

“May...may I touch her...Sir?” Bella slowly asked after a moment of contemplative silence, her former increase in confidence vanished in favor of a mix of dread, and stark attentiveness. Her eyes hadn't left their position, looking bashfully at the red head's soaked crotch. One of her hands slid behind her back to wriggle nervously outside of the obvious viewing range of the trainer. But nick noticed anyway, his evil grin growing all the bolder at the sight of just how nervous the talk of the pony and sexuality made her.

“Go ahead” He offered kindly, gesturing towards the ever still pony. Bella took one more nervous glance towards Nick before shuffling forward towards the pony. Her small hand reached out ever so slightly till it reached the fed leather strap, running between the pony's legs, applying just a small bit of pressure. Raspberry responded immediately and unambiguously, giving a groan-like whine beneath her bit, and shifting her weight a little bit towards Bella's hand. The secretary gasped for a moment, and withdrew her hand, staring at the thick liquid that got on her hand, through the soaked strap. This time a little more confident, the hand came back down, applying a little more pressure this time to the strap. The needy pony responded in turn, by starting to rub her crotch against the hand in a slow gentle rhythm. It took Bella a few seconds to get into it, but slowly her hand responded in turn by applying pressure at the same time that the gasping pony thrusted forward. Bella's tongue poked out for a moment, licking her lips, as her hand moved in rhythm with the ponies body, seemingly forgetting all about the observer. Her legs parted slightly, letting Nick notice the tiniest of damp patches near the front of her skirt, obscured by the nighttime air and the dark fabric of the skirt. Someone with worse eyes wouldn't have even seen it.

“See?” He said after a fun moment of watching the shy girl get lost in the pony's pleasure. At the sound of his voice, Bella quickly retreated back into herself, crossing both of her arms against her chest, and her legs together. Her blushing face turned slightly downward to avoid his gaze. It earned another friendly chuckle and wink from Nick. “ I told you. She can handle it just fine.” Raspberry meanwhile gave a disappointed groan through her gag, and trusted her mound forward a few more times, helplessly hoping for more stimulation, before solemnly regaining her posture, staring straight ahead, but now with clear frustration in her beautiful eyes.

For a moment, Bella remained in place, to embarrassed to move. Then she gave one last glance towards the buckling pony, as she desperately sought more stimulation, before wordlessly reaching out with her shaking hand to grasp his. His strong arm, pulled her forward, on to the cart, before motioning her backwards towards the passenger seats. Then once sure that Bella was securely into the cart, he turned back towards the front, grabbing up the reins into his hands. “Just try not to get the seats wet.” He whispered to her jokingly before flicking the reins. The scarlet faced girl turned away in embarrassment for the obviousness of her arousal, missing Raspberry start to take off.

The way to the small stable at the edge of the park where he kept Raspberry overnight was not far at all. And it wasn't like Raspberry needed a fast ride right now anyway. Nick would only flick the reins occasionally, just to remind her that there was a cart to carry. Beyond that the pace back was leisurely, and gave Bella plenty of time to absorb the experience of her first time riding in a pony drawn cart.

And for her part, Bella shook of her initial shame at getting so far into her playtime with the scarlet pony. Her eyes and body shifting around ever more excitedly, as the steel cart made it's way over the park's trail. She gazed longingly at the steadily retreating trails, and the passing treat. But her eyes shifted focus mostly towards the pony, delighted to really see Raspberry in action for the first time. Everything was beyond what the girl could imagine, seeing for the first time from the perspective of someone in the cart. The hypnotic, powerful, trot that Raspberry managed, each step bringing her knees up high enough to nearly touch her pierced nipples. The determined way she pushed her body forward, to control momentum of the cart made the ride much smoother then she would have imagined riding in a pony cart would be. She didn't even cross her legs this time, letting Nick catch an accidental view of her soaked white panties, when he turned around for a moment to check on her.

Finally, five minutes after her first ride started, Bella finally turned to talk to the man who made this all possible. She leaned forward, her miniscule breasts hanging from the front of her body. Her voice still hadn't recovered from being caught enjoying touching Raspberry so much, but when she spoke there was a degree of strength to it, that had previously vanished.“You...you told me why people might...generally decide to accept this, Sir. But....but why did Raspberry personally decide to do it?” She looked towards him as he looked back, getting another view of a slight twinkle in her eyes. “Why did she become a pony?”

Nick paused for another second thinking over how to respond. Anyone who knew very much about the animal register system, could tell you the fact that details on how a register came into agreemnt were illegal to disclose under threat of license revocation. “She was unsatisfied with her life. She couldn't really identify with anything or anyone.” He said jovially, attempting to keep his attention firmly on the path, despite the piercing eyes of the girl watching him. “I don't really know what to tell you. You may not know this but I'm not allowed to disclose details like that. Sorry about that.” Bella made a small sad nod, in understand, and then leaned back into her seat. Nick did however have to note, that she seemed to be well versed enough on ponies to know about the nondisclosure rule. How much did exactly this girl know about how the pony girl system worked?

“It's just...” She began, her eyes locked on the steady, powerful gallop of Raspberry's tanned elgs moving up and down.“Its just I see her running through the park everyday, somehow bearing all this weight, and it makes my mind wander. How does she do it?” Her eyes started to twinkle just a little bit more now, to the point where Nick could almost see a tear forming in her eye. How long had she been watching them? How often an occurrence was this for her? Bella baffled Nick.

But the idea that Raspberry was so magical, so special was not baffling to Nick. He could see how someone could just watch the prancing pony, and keep on watching.“Back when I was first being taught how to train a pony trainer, my mentor told me that when you direct someone will entirely in one direction, you can do incredible things.” He explained, his eyes keeping track of the bobbing of Raspberry's head, as she pushed the cart further along towards her home for the night. “Between all the training she has gone through, and her real to prove how good a pony she can be, a pony can be capable of incredible things.” He paused for a moment, to grab the whip, landing a small crack on the pony's backside. Both Raspberry and Bella jumped at the blow, with Raspberry immediately speeding up. But despite the increased speed, the cart remained just as smooth and bump less a ride as ever.

Nick turned backwards towards Bella who was still recovering from the shock, of the whip strike. “Raspberry in particular. I don't think I've ever seen a pony girl with as much determination, and as much vigor as she seems to manage every single day. I don't know where I'd be if things hadn’t worked out for me to train her.” He said with a smile. His hand strayed towards a button on the front of the cart. A moment later Raspberry visibly starts to shudder, a loud whining groan barely masked by the gag. “With this button here I can tell the dildo to vibrate. It's how I reward her when she's good.” Bella also visibly gasps, her eyes zooming straight back on to the cumming pony.

“With the whip I can cause her pain, and with the control I can set her over the edge.” Nick explained, holding up the whip. As he said this, he saw from the corner of his eye, one of Bella's hands sliding towards her B-cup breasts, to lightly rub it. Not wanting to shock the girl anymore, he pretended not to notice. Besides, why should he stop her from enjoying herself. “I....I see” She mewled back softly in response, too engrossed in the pony too look away. Clearly he was not the main attraction here. Nick turned back up front and continued leading the pony, who regained her normal pace, as the orgasm subsided.

“She's really pretty pretty.” Bella said in a light whisper a moment later. Her eyes were entrapped by Raspberry, incapable of escaping. Her eyes explored the hair, the boots, the anal plus shoved in her ass. The constricting leather, everything she could find to look at. “I can just watch her run for hours.” she finished, Nick still not turning back towards her. For a moment he could swear she was stiffing a moan, but he didn't want to embarrass her further by looking. Suffice to say however, there was no longer a single doubt in his mind as to how exactly she responded to the overly sexual nature of Raspberry's existence.

After that, Nick just focused ahead, not attempting to interact with his aroused passenger. Every now and then he would strike out towards the pony's ass with the whip to speed her up. An action usually accompanied by a sound from Bella. Beyond that he would occasionally here a brief mewl or whimper form her, but beyond that, she remained mostly silent. In the far distance, he could see the brief outline of the shed. At the current speed that Raspberry was taking them at, it would still take a few moments longer.

By this point however, the occasional moan had stopped coming from Bella, and Nick figured he could probably talk with her a bit more. He turned around to see, her no longer rubbing her breast, but her eyes were still hypnotically glued to Raspberry. “So what exactly do you do for a living?” he asked causally, only sneaking the occasional peak backwards at her. “You seem like the kind of person who's gotten far in life.”

“Me?” Bella laughed incredulously, the first time he had actually heard her do so this entire time. It was a strange sound, her voice much to quiet and high pitched to perform a normal laugh. “Not at all, Sir. I dropped out after my first year of college. She muttered softly, the subject clearly being a topic of embarrassment for her. “I'm just working as a secretary. I have to get money to eat somewhere.”

“Don't we all?” Nick responded with a laugh, trying to lighten the mood. Bella seemed like a nice, if not a little perverted girl. But whenever she spoke there was this almost quiet helplessness to it. “When winter comes, and I have to ship Raspberry of to a pony girl farm for the frozen months, I work at a supermarket. There is no time I enjoy more, then when I decide it is warm enough to bring her back.” He looked longingly forward at Raspberry. There was a ranch that his dad used to work for that rents pony girls over the winter, to do some show work. Ideally he would keep her over the winter, but not only did he not have the money for that, but at least this way he could actually get some money during the time. Besides, it was much too cold out during the winter for her to stay on the park premises.

“Yeah, it must be fun, Sir” Bella muttered to herself reclined into a relaxed state in her seat. Her hands slid up and acted as a rest for her head, letting her blue hair cascade slightly behind her. “Spending your days working out doors like this...... Doing something you love. I....I wish I had the courage to have tried to get the job I wanted.”

“What job did you want?”He asked curiously, one of his golden eyebrows raised toward her. In the nighttime air around them, the only other sound was the powerful clomps of the pony's hoof boots as she strode forward gracefully.

“I wanted to be a biologist.” She said wistfully, one hand rubbing her eye, while the other fell limply to the side. She glanced briefly to the side, at a tree that they passed. It's trunk was sturdy and strong, and it's leaves were a beautiful shade of full green. “I really love plant life. If....if I could do it all over again, I'd have done it” A brief flicker of a smile formed on her face for a moment, before melting back into her soft nervous expression. The blush had began to vanish from her face, but it would be heard to hide the small wet patch in the front of her skirt.

Nick gave another gentle snap of the reins, directing the red head to go just ever so slightly faster. Way out in front Raspberry gave a playful whine in response.“What did you end up studying instead?” He asked.

“Medicine.” She said with a mournful sigh, one hand lightly rubbing her forehead and bangs. “My parents insisted on it, and I....I can't really go against them. But, before I knew it I fell behind on my studies. They've been so disappointed in me ever since I dropped out.”

“Crazy as you might think it is, considering my...unusual career choice, but my parents never really had much to ever fight me about on life choices.” Nick explained, trying to divert the topic away from her life choices. Bella didn't seem happy with where she was in life, no need to dwell on that.

“Really, Sir?” She asked incredulously, her eyes returning to focus on the pony trainer. One of her dyed eyebrows lifted in slight surprise. “I..I would think they would have fought you about this?”

He smiled, turning backwards so he could watch her reaction while he spoke. “Nah, My dad was one of the founders of the human animal review board. The way he saw it I was entering the family business.” Her eyes briefly registered some surprise at this, but beyond that Bella didn't really seem to react. Strange, since more people he told that too were at the very least surprised by just how high up organizationally his father was. “If he was disappointed in anything, then it would have to be that I'm running my own little pony training rig with Raspberry him, rather then doing anything administrative. He's always offering me these silly ceremonial posts. Of course, I think he's just glad that I chose this over art.”

“Oh,” She asks, bringing her hands together on her lap attentively, her soft voice sweet in it's curiosity. “So you an artist, Sir?”

Nick opens his mouth in response, about to say something, then stops himself, pausing right as the first syllable comes out. The two just look at each other for a moment, before Nick gives a nervous smile.“Of sorts.” He finally responds ambiguously, turning back towards the road to make sure Raspberry navigates alright.

Silence remained fallen over the cart for another minute. Nick clearly didn't want to talk about the topic further, and Bella didn't have near the amount of courage it would take her to ask more. Bella sat still, trying to figure out what to say next, until she noticed something near the edge of the park, rapidly being approached by the moving cart. Nick, as someone who uses and returns to the stall every day, had noticed it awhile ago. But only now did he bother to explain it to Bella.

“You see that shed over there?” Nick asked, lifting one hand from the reins to point towards the small building near the road. He was met with a brief but attentive nod from Bella.“That's the stalls that the park rents out to me. I keep Raspberry there overnight to make sure she is kept safe. I don't have to worry about much. The lock that they got on that thing is excellent. Mainly because they keep some of their other gear in the back. It lets me use the stall as I see fit without worrying about Raspberry's safety.”

Raspberry instinctively starts to slow down her pace, sensing the end of her run close by. Nick doesm't lash her with the whip, or flick the reins this time, fully content to have the pony wind down her run. It takes another few seconds, before finally the trot slows down to a powerful walk, pulling the cart for a few seconds entirely on momentum, before she lifts her hoof boots for the last time and stops, only a few feet from the entrance to the shed. A car passes by on the empty street, screeching loudly as it turns a corner.

Nick exhales for a second, his eyes shutting closed visibly for a second before turning back towards the passenger. “Here we are. One free pony cart ride, free of charge.” He says playfully, while raising to his feet. Unsure as to what exactly Bella sits in her seat for a moment longer, looking a bit confused. But, the trainer, always a man to have a handle on things, takes a step out of the cart, holding up his hand to the young asian girl.

She stares down at the hand for a moment, and then looks down towards her skirt. The blush that had infected her face for so much of the time starts to rear it's head once more, as her cheeks return to a scarlet hue. Her delicate hand slowly and shakily reaches out and grabs his, letting his stronger arm ease her down from the cart on tot eh ground. Once her heels clack down loudly but gently on the ground, her eyes drift downward. “Thank you, Sir.” She whispers to him, not looking up from the ground.

Nick gives a polite little nod and turns back towards the pony, back in her straight obedient posture. “Waiting for me to unstrap you, huh?” He asks the animal jokingly as he approaches. The blushing girl follows silently behind him, peering anxiously towards the two. Nick is quick with his hands, deftly undoing the straps and hooks that connect her leather harness to the front of the steel cart. The pony girl patiently lets her owner unbuckle her, her heavy thoughtless eyes focusing mostly forward, with only the occasional glance sideways. But, the moment the last hook comes undone, Raspberry pounces forward, rubbing the front of her body against Nick side. Bella jumps back in surprise at the sudden movement, but Nick stands his ground, laughing at the tickling sensation of the nipple rings and straps pressed against his body. “Frisky” He says jokingly, as the pony whinies desperately behind her gag.

But after a moment more of letting Raspberry have her fun after a hard day of work, his hands snatch up the fallen reins to the pony. A short tug is all he needs to give before she gets the message, and returns to an attentive position, straightening her arms in her arm binders, and letting her eyes stare blankly ahead. “I'm about to hose off Raspberry.” He said, as Bella watched with intirestedly. “If you want you can stay around and talk longer?

Bella watched anxiously for a minute, a debate clearly running in her mind. But her practical side won out.“No no, I think I have to get back.” she said, her left arm moving up to nervously rub her elbow. Her eyes couldn't even be seen beneath her bangs, due to her downward cast eyes. “Work in the morning. But....but thanks for your hospitality, Sir.” She said, her voice lifting slightly with happiness.

“It's dark out though?.” Nick responded quite matter of factually. He started walked towards a basin of water near the shed, pulling along the obedient pony with him. “Would it be better if I led you back to your apartment?”

“It's fine.” It's fine she muttered quietly to herself, turning towards the road. Her hand extended towards the empty street in front of them.“We are right by the road. I can call a taxi no problem.”

“Okay then.” He said with a smile, giving a brief wave with his free hand. Then he slowly began to turn away from her as well, walking in the opposite direction from her towards the waiting shed, Raspberry clomping along behind him, leaving a trail of sweat and vaginal juices. “It was nice meeting you, Bella.”

Bella stopped in place for a moment as she heard her name. Then she slowly turned back towards the trainer and pony, with her head raised just a little bit higher then it had the entire time they had been speaking. A smile outlined her luscious lips. “It was nice meeting you too, Sir.”

Nick didn't appear to have any inclination to respond any further, continuing walking back towards the shed at a steady pace without so much as turning around. That is at least until he said one last thing to her.“But before you go,” He began without so much as turning back towards her, “someone else might want to say good bye too.”

Then without warning, his hands let Raspberry's reins free. Before Bella could have time to react, the pony was already moving, trotting towards her. The athletic pony closed the distance within seconds, her sweaty body pressing close against Bella's, before she could move. Her nipple rings pressed themselves against the similarly sized girls own clothed breasts. And the pony's soft cheek nuzzled gently against Bella's. Nick assumed that the sound he would hear backwards from the girl would be a scream of shock. But rather then that, he head a gasping moan, making the trainer turn around once more.

Raspberry was thrusting her dildo filled pussy against the woman's crotch with an intense ferocity, whining excitedly beneath the gag. Bella was to paralyzed to fight off the advance of the pony, shivering in place with eyes wide and focused on the creature pressing her body and face against hers. Nick leaned forward to where the reins were left on the ground, and picked them back up with a swift tug. Raspberry, for all her eagerness to touch her body against the other girl, responded immediately as trained, retreating back to Nick's heel without so much as a word of complaint. Though, her body shook a little bit with arousal.

Bella stood in place for a moment, not reacting to the layer of sweat and secretions that now stained the entire front of her outfit. The blush on her face was back at full strength, leaving her the stunning resemblance of a tomato. Then, without another word, or even another look at pony and trainer, she turned around, and shakily walked towards the road. Nick peered sideways towards the cart. In the seat where the girl had been sitting, he could almost swear he could see a tiny puddle of juices. “I guess raspberry isn't the only frisky one.” he said with a small chuckle.

Then he turned backwards to where raspberry stood behind him, the semblance of a pleased grin showing behind her bright red gag.“You made a new friend, huh?” He said playfully, raising a hand towards the pony's soft cheek. Raspberry responded by lifting her head back happily, taking in the open air one last time for the night. “Come on, let's get you home.”

Then Nick led Raspberry back into her stall for the night.