“Now place them in their bits.” Groom did so. The spoon bit was stainless steel with a rubber coating. I feeling of a bit being place in my mouth always gives the sense of my animal spirit.

“Now my pets, high step around the room for a while.” We did so, around and around and around what I counted to be one hundred rounds, before we were stopped. Mistress during that time mostly sat and just watched us and gave a few commands by getting up and cropping T to point her hooves more or straighten her back more and so on. I was cropped to pace slower at first and then faster at the end as with T. She followed me around and around. Our sounds of shoes clip-clumping resonated throughout the chamber walls over the tile floor, our chains and metal sound clinking out as the little bells that Mistress clipped on our nipple rings and ear rings were heard. After, we were let to rest on the rug, and given water.

On the second go-around session we were ringed clipped together by a short chain in tandem, side by side we returned to gait around and around again. In unison we pranced and made many rounds. This went on for some time. The groom would water us and a rest came and then again we walked and pranced around the room until we were sweating. This went on and on all day. Mistress left on the second session and so did groom but she came back to stop us and give rest. We had no choice but to continue as directed even when no one was present, because groom had connected us both to the circle bar above and once it was turned on we had to follow along at what ever speed that it turned around at. We were given the protein drink again two more times and water and continued on and on throughout the day. At the end of our work out day, groom took us both to a corner of the chamber over a grate and as we stood he hosed us both down with warm water from a hose, soaped us down, hand washed and rinsed and toweled us off there. Then we were given the night enema and he feed us again. And we were let to rest, fall to sleep. But then later we were tethered as in the night before on the rug, and left for what I thought to be all night. Time was a blur. We sweated and panted and toward the end of the sessions we were very worn out.

Boring to just do this for hours on end one would expect, but with all the rest periods, petting and attention from Mistress when she came in or Groom, and the realization that we had to, kept us both going. I hummed and thought of many things; getting stronger in my muscles and will power I thought of Master Jonathon. T was having a more of a difficult time with it than I, but did very well overall. We slept together, pranced together, peed and got hoses down together and huddled and touch bodies for comfort and consolation and love when resting. If we faltered, we got a few floggings together, either when Mistress was there or Groom gave a few as well, and used the crop. We were trained to pull a cart together in the arena each day as well in tandem. We did everything together. She and I even had the same scent which drew me to her.

This continued in the same manner for five time periods. I knew that all the time we were taped, heard and watched by others by camera. I pointed to them for T to see the first period. She and did our best there. At sleep time, I wanted to touch her body more. I know that she did with me and instigated it more that I but watching her and being with her all the time and seeing the way she held her body when she walked around or the way she sounded and smelled, got me aroused to no end sometimes, the little strumpet. She was a petty thing and I liked her, I liked being with her a lot. She did get her wish so far and I was now her captive mate, thank you very much T, and I missed my solidarity too and freedom most heartily.

After waking on the start of what I thought to be our sixth or maybe seventh time period there, I was not now sure, we were feed, washed down, groomed as always and applied lavishly with body gloss, and ring shackled to the wall for a while until, at last, we were taken out by Groom. It was the late after noon when we emerged from ‘the chamber of no time’, as I thought of it and taken to the main arena to stand there on the stone entry, each by the main entry doors, T one side with me on the other side. We stood as pillars of equestrian feminine delights for all to gaze upon as the many people, some I had not ever seen before, passed us by with there attention and looks of wonder as they entered the arena.

Within, after we were taken in to stand within the closed doors there, as sentinels now, we could see all the activities taking place; Pony Girls in show, and pulling sulkies and training exhibitions, showing and all of it. It was a grand event, and this time, even more new people and some media came as well. The camera paned around and focused in on T and me standing there banded in polished stainless steel harnesses, standing proud as we were female. The activities continued for some time on the main floor and then it was intermission time of sorts for all the guests and regulars with their fillies and charges, to mill about as it were. After this period, we two, were led out into the center of the arena by Evening Master and reined to strut around the arena as he reined us from the center of the arena leashed by our bits to our nipple rings to his hands to round and round the room in high step and then to trotting. He commanded by his whip sounding in the air and our leashes as we had trained over the past few days. Then we were hitched both together to a cart, he got in with Mistress, and we pulled them around the arena several times. We were proud of our gate and concentration as we rounded the second time I could tell T was proud as well, from the way she was acting. I too gave my all and was happy to be here. But after we were unhitched and taken to stand at the door again in the same manner as before and the other shows took place, my heart pound so much, I like to faint.

I sensed a presences that I had not felt in a very long time. It was Master Jonathon walking in our direction. “God—it is him!” I muttered. He looked fine to my eyes, which were then tearing at the sight of this man. I panted still from the exertion before, my body gloss mixed with perspiration in expectation. He walked right up to me, looked over at T and then said, “My land, what have they got you into here.” He ran his fingers over and under a band on my thigh and then torso. My pulse raced and he saw my rapped breathing.

“You’re a wonder S, really are. I miss you very much girl.” He kissed my metal strapped cheeks and then to my shoulder, then to my lips just atop my bit. I responded with mews and cues in a wanton gesture. I leaned forward into him and sniffed him. His scent was a delight to my ringed nose.

“Mmmaster?” I said discreetly and ever so softly. Tactfully and circumspect he again leaned into me, put his hand on the side of my breast and said, “I am proud of you S, so proud. I’ll be back soon.” He left me and strode off across the room to Mistress.

Later on, the show was over and all the guest left the arena as they passed us by again. And we were taken away up the path to the main house. But this time, but Master Jonathon. He led us both for the house. He spoke again, as T and me strutted along, what had taken place for me to be here.

“Is this harness you wear permanent? It appears like it is.” I nodded yes as we walked along, rather he walked and both us fillies strutted along next to him. I wanted him to kiss me again. And he knew it.

“Are you wet S?” I said, ‘Ah—ha.’

“Good girl.” He put his hand to my groin and slid it toward my pleasure, and I gasped and moaned with delight.

“I miss you S, We had to sell you to her here. The offer was—well, you knew that you were fathers and mothers property, you agreed to all that long ago. This is how the family makes money also. I needed the money to make more as well. I will tell you this, I did not want to sell you, give you up at all—but it was quite necessary I assure you. I had little say over the whole thing with father really. But we worked a few things out now. I did not know just how much that I would miss you. Your contract is final here; I have first right to you when and if she would let me take that option. Would you like that—if I could?” I thought, and T nodded yes two times and uttered, “Um—Hum.” while she nudged my back and I bucked. Then I nodded my yes smiled with my eyes.

“You are T, glad to meet you girl. Your stunning, smell good too.” He laughed and petted her bottom and ran his hand over her cheek. She leaned into his hand. I like that she liked him, I could tell that.

“Good then, we will see, but your Mistress likes you very much and you’re a show piece for her, I don’t believe that she will be persuaded to sell. Or sell either of you two. At least not for a time, I think.” We were half way to the house by now; five hundred paces or so.

“But in time, she will. She is ill you know. You knew that right?” I thought as much but did not dwell on it.

“Her doctor and friend, your Master tonight, he has no ownership to you other than Mastering you here. Can you forgive me S?” I turned my head, happy, angry, fighting back tears of displeasure, disapproval of him giving me up and just when I started to fall in love with him too, and then he left me here. I started to cry; really cry. He turned me to him gentle like and hugged me long and hard with passion that only he could give me. I thought of all the grand times we had together and way he treated me and all my freedom with him. My life there; I loved it so much then. I thought of the future with him. I thought we had begun to make one then. T halted and rubbed her shoulder into mine and nuzzled me. I responded with my head to hers crying. Master Jonathon wiped my tears and kissed me again.

“You two care for one another I can tell. It is good you have a friend S. And you T. a good friend in her.”

“The permanent banding to you, I found out about it this evening, would like to know?” I nodded an energetic yes. He was teasing me; of course I wanted to know!

“Now—don’t be scared, the both of you, but I have things to tell you. Your Mistress has been trying to find two female fillies like you two, to totally control in this way for years. You two fit the bill for her. Both of you have no ties to anyone, not to the outside world, you see, no one to ask question. And you both wished control, so, yes, from your conversations together she got the idea to permanently metal band harness and fully control her two fantastic fillies. But I know that you did not realize the extent in your conversations would take on. This life I know can bring out the extreme desires at times in females as well as males. Now you paid for them I fear.

“Your Mistress told me, the both of you will remain in bondage harness permanently from now on. Never free, always as you are. She even has a few more additions for you two. But she will not harm you, just play with you to the extreme. She can dream up quite a number of things for you two.”

I gulped in air and shook. I got goose bumps all over my banded naked body, and so did T. My knees got weak; then, T faulted and fainted to the ground. Master quickly went to her and picked her up, held her and placed her to stand again.

“It’s alright T, come back now, that’s a girl—right. He pinched her thigh and kissed her banded forehead and held her with me in the other arm fold; the three of us together them. Any mans dream I had though just then. He kissed me again, then her and bent to take a liberty with me on my nipple, kissing it and suckle there. That got me going again, he makes me so damn wet, this man, just looking at him does it to for me, because I know what he sees and feels when Master looks at me, touches me.

“All okay down there good man?” A voice came rushing down the path. It was Evening Master.

“All good here, T just tripped and—well, it is good to see S again.”

“In deed, good then, here, I’ll take T up to the house. You follow in good time old boy but don’t be too long now will you.” He took T by her leash and led her off through the garden. She turned and looked back with a sad , ‘I don’t want to go, look.’

“You like T a lot don’t you?” I nodded yes. He took me to the side of the path, in the bushes off by the hedge row and pressed up against my body. He kissed me over my bit and under and above my bit, placed his hand to my groin, slid his hand close in under the band there at the same time Master sucked my tits, both! I came right in seconds. Moans and cries of joy and arousal took over me. I wanted to be free of this bit and kiss him until his eyes pooped, tear off his cloths and take him into my mouth and suck him dry. I wanted to taste him in my mouth and fill in. I wanted to ravish him and have him ravish me all night long. I wanted to do all that he loved to do to me. Damn these plugs and bit. But they did aid in my arousal in any case; being so captive in his arms, there under the stars.

He sucked harder and harder until I screamed with ecstasy, I tried to hold my voice down, I really did so we would not be found out. If it mattered at all I really I did not know, nor did I care really, but I wanted him more. I wanted him to want me and remember us. Remember all that we shared; the way I was with him and the way I answered his every command and gave him my all. “I wanted you to remember—remember me Master of S, remember me well.” Were my direct thoughts then that were emanating out form my entire body and soul. I licked his lip when he put them on mine. I dropped to my knees in tears. I forced them on as much as I could. I looked up at him pleading. He saw my love. I took him aback. I then nuzzled his trousers at the fly so he would take it out for me. I pressed hard and rubbed him there over and over. I looked up into his eyes with my tears running down my cheeks and he unzipped and took my pet out. He was breathing deeply, he was wood hard. It wanted out badly as much as I wanted it and just as fast, I had him in my mouth, over my bit. I sucked so hard in and out that he came so quickly and fully, I was startled, but very happy to have his cream in my mouth. I sucked and swallowed him as much as I could and cleaned every little bit off.

He stood me up, we were the same height now and kissed me again and long, played with my bit as if it were in his mouth, he was so tight to mine we were as one. I love him for doing that. His hands were all over my body and hugging the life for me into him and relaxed and looked around the hedge.

He zipped up, gathered himself and attended to me with his hanky, looking me over and licked my lips and rearranges my hair. He is so sweet. We were like kids in the bushes behind my house.

“I should take you back now before they wonder about us; though it really does not matter to me on bit. But I don’t want you to be punished for my doings. Not at all S.” He said placing a hand to my cheek.

“I love you.” I said without misgivings for the first time ever to him.

“S.” He said with more feeling than I knew he ever had and he hugged me to him and I knew that he loved me. A few of his words later were heart felt. I knew, that he possibly could not free me from here or get me back for a very long time, if ever. He knew that he would try, at all costs to him, he would try. This he made clear. That made it all better just to know that he would try and that he regretted giving me up. I knew now it was out of his control to sell me. Perhaps the money he received for my sale to Mistress was increasing well. Money talks. But Mistress may not need money, just me more over. I got sad at the thought of this. I got frightened too, realizing that I had to live within this harness and my confinements here. And for just how long would that be?

We continued, and Master Jonathon led me up to the house. I liked his touch on my reins. Him reining me got me again aroused and sent shivers through me.

Within the house, I saw T standing tall by the door to the veranda where people were mulling about the bar and in the hall. Master Jonathon took me over to stand on the other side of the door way. T and I were the only kept fillies in the house. When the gathering was over, we were taken back to the ‘Chamber Of No Time’ and left there locked in it again on the center rug. I did not see my Master Jonathon again after he left me at the doorway with T. But he said to me before he left me there, this: ‘I love my S, truly.’

I melted at these words said so tender and softly to me in my pointed ear by him. I closed my eyes and took it all in and got chills from it that soon turned to warm my heart. This would perhaps carry me through.

* * * *

I kept thinking about just what Mistress told Master Jonathon that he told us that afternoon; ‘The both of you will remain in bondage harnessing permanently from now on. She even has a few more additions for you two. But she won’t harm you, just play with you to the extreme.’ I kept it in my head as T and I trained for days in the ‘Chamber Of No Time’ and knew that T thought of the very same words and waiting for the day that things could change, but could change for the worse possibly. I had thought my role here much different than it turned out to be now. I missed my new leather harnesses and ornate chest plates that I had, and the new one that Mistress had made for me. I felt pretty and sexy and had my freedom when alone then and looked forward to outings and shows and so forth as a willing filly that lives the life—but now—I it is all changed again. We are totally bound and controlled every moment, day and night.

And on day it did again change for us. Now I am with more metal bondage, T also in the same way. Our sight was taken away by a cowl over the head. They unscrewed our metal head harness latching and removed it for the fitting of the leather cowl. My hair passed through a slot in the top into a tall ponytail and the cowl fit down the neck in back and went over the nose bridge and top of the cheek sloping backward to the neck and covered the eyes. We could not see. It had ear cutouts and was silver in color. But no sight at all did we have when it was on. Then our metal head strap harness placed back on and screw latched in place again with our bit. Both T and I were to wear these now and could only be directed by commands of a leash or reins, and by the crop or words commands that came to us. The use of out hands and fingers hand been completely taken away; put into metal mitts then the arms put back in place to the back side of the waste belt band and screwed affixed there as not to move with some type of bolts or something. But I could not move them at all and the upper arm bands attached as well to the opposing one with a bar now and that to the upped chest band in back. This took all our concentration to do we were directed to do. This was very difficult and petrified us much of the time.

At rest time they locked my ankles were locked together always and rings leashed me on the floor, on the rug in our ‘Chamber Of No Time’ and I added, ‘Despair’ as I thought of it now. The outfit was so restrictive that I fought it a lot at first and then tempered to it more and more. I wanted to be free of it so much, that I cried a lot at first, so did T. When we slept, it was so difficult to relax because when we did so, we got scared and sometime would choke on the gag panel muzzle placed on us when it was desired. But mostly we wore the rubber coated metal bit, thank the powers that be.

I never knew where I would be taken to or what I was to do. I only knew when commends of the whip and crop and reins or the leash were given, that I had to figure it out fast just what to do. We totally were dependant on others to see to our care; mostly by Groom judging from his scent. We pulled a cart together out side some, but mostly in the arena. I could tell of course from its floor and the resonance of the large room. Sometimes there were a lot of people around us and other times just a few like Mistress and Evening Master.

At sleep time now and again, someone would approach and play with me or with T and gave us some pleasure. Some times during the work periods it would happen as well. Sometimes I would looked forward to those moments, but felt taken now at that, yet it at the same moment it was a delight for me to have some attention and an orgasm. I am always ready for those. Groom saw to that, thank you Groom.

Our cowls were taken off every so often for cleaning as were we. But one was always replace on as the other was taken to be cleaned. So we had only sight for a few minutes while being washed. The light was turned down low for those times I think, so as not to traumatize our eyes and not to damage them. I hated it; being put back on me and taking my sight away. Sometimes in the past I wore a eye coved cowl but it was not for long. I found it exciting then but now claustrophobic at times.

My captivity, this life as I knew it, went on and on. I could not tell the length of time that took place for us for a long, long time. They kept us active and time passed us by as it were. But one day, when taken from the arena after a showing, I believe it to have been, T and I spent some time out of doors without our cowls and we had our sight back again and from that day on, we wore our cowls half time after that. We were returned to a stall chamber again too, but we still were totally controlled. And we both occupied it together. I was so glad for that. Time passed again with shows and training, weekend outings, and gatherings, daily touring about the grounds and social times. We had fun and enjoyed ourselves again. Life had promise once more, but T and I were still in metal harness banding. Never could we speak or permitted to or the lash would follow. Our minds became quiet. We became totally the creature that we were. We responded to commands only.

Mistress loved to show her prized S and T Pony Girls off as much as she could. Other fillies were brought here constantly for training and shows and parties and too see us; learn from watching us. Some very strictly trained, others on a fun weekend with their Masters and Mistresses. And now there were a few new fillies stabled here full time. One was a young Pony Boy. We all loved it when he was with us or being geared up. But his Mistress had a time to keep his eyes on the task at hand. He wore a full body harness and very wide waste cincher belt for pulling and high broad heeled leather boots up his legs to his upper thighs. Gleaming black leather complemented his very long brunet hair. We all took to the portal in our respective doors, just to see him if he was out if we were not. He was liked by all, he was a quiet stallion. Abe was his name. His Mistress had ringed him; nose and ears and his nipples. He seemed very proud and worked hard and was very well trained; his Mistress works him four days out of seven but he was shy at first to be here with us fillies. As for T and I, we took part in all the gatherings now and were treated as star fillies; model Pony Girls. I enjoyed all the girls here and Abe, and all the people treated us with respect and love and care. Mistress seemed cruel sometimes with T and me though, I could not figure this out, but I thought it was part of training us to this point to be the very best and to know it all. Maybe it was her illness too that got her on edge sometimes? Mistress instructed others here as to all that T and S had gone through for the sake of true training of vested Pony Girls. I did not believe that T would ever really get into this at first but after she and I were metal harnessed and trained day in-day out together, she became committed to her new life and loved every hour of it; all it brought to her in mind and body. She trimmed down and became very strong. Her body was just perfect. I too was even more muscle toned, and have abundant energy. Our confinement turned out to be our atonement for ego and misgivings and so much more. Would I, if I could go back in time, or not go through it—well—first of all, I had no choice in the matter for Mistress took over our total control. Secondly, we both were owned by her. But if I had the choice, I would not change all that happened to us in the ‘Chamber Of No Time’ and being totally controlled on a 24/7 basis, I mean totally controlled mind and body.

* * * * *

“Take S and T to the main hall, leave them there leashed to one another and of course to the main ring there.” Mistress said to Groom as he led us both out of our stall chamber. We walked up to the house on the garden path, it was an overcast afternoon and the wind was up again, the bushes and trees were blowing about and the air was warm and singing. It was getting on spring time. We strutted through the gardens. I had over heard a conversation a few weeks ago, that lead me to compute the time that I had been here; it had been near sixteen moons. And the last time that I had been with my Master Jonathon; that night of the showing, in this very garden spot, had been about eight moons.

T smells like frankincense at my side as Groom leads us from ahead, by our collars, she always smells good, even unwashed and sweaty. We have bonded well, her and I. I just love her butt and her eyes. With whinnies of joy we strutted up the steps to the house and then through the main door and into the grand hall of the house to sit on Mistresses gleaming floor. “It’s cool this floor.” I thought then, other then that, I just sat with eyes down cast. No longer head down for the tall collar did not permit that. Harnessed and bitted, we waited there. T nuzzled my shoulder and breast and snuggled up to me; we sat very close, legs to the side with a few coos and moans of a language known only to us. T had told me once that she wished that she looked like me; with real pony hooves and all. She loved my ears and the way I walk. But she was fine the way she was. We looked about the hall and relaxed. This day was a full one, with pulling a double person sulky. We were groomed and freshened and brought here right after that.

Suddenly my attention was taken by a sight that I thought I’d never see again; it was Master Jonathon, he was walking in with Evening Master and Mistress, with one other man I did not know. My heart pounded, my pulse raced and must have blushed some. He came right over to me after saying a few words to Mistress and then he took my shoulder and helped me up to stand with him. He kissed my cheeks and breathed in my scent with a long intake and smiled patting my rump. Then he helped T to stand next to me, kiss both her cheeks and looked into her eyes and patted her butt. We stood meekly but proud, head up still eyes case. “What was going to happen, why was he here?” My mind took to focus on this very moment as if it would fade away somehow.

Without ado he took both our leashes up, positioned himself between us and led us out of the house and down the steps into a motor coach. I looked back to the house in wonder of the moment. He helped us in, stepping up on the small coach steps and then back to sit down in the back bedroom on the bed against the wall and he left us in there. We both stared at one another with questioning glad eyes. The man I did not know that came in with Master Jonathon, came back to unscrew our arms from behind us, placed them on our laps and locked them together by the wrist bands there. They were stiff and felt useless. T’s eyes were in wonder of all this, I was too. Master said not a word as the other man went forward and started the coach and in seconds we drove off down the long road off the grounds and onto a highway. The windows were dark tinted that made the afternoon look very bleak outside, but I was bright with wonder and excitement in coach. The world seemed as if I never had seen it before ever. I could not take my eyes away from looking out the window. In the back of the coach it had one port window on each side. I saw the world go by. I looked around the room. The stateroom was fully carpeted in burgundy color. Classical music played low. Master sat forward and did not come back to us, we listened to the music and sat closely together, T and I. Why doesn’t he say something to me? Why doesn’t he come back here to me? I started to cry, and then tears fell on my cheeks and ran down. T saw them, and sounded to me her comforting little mews sounds that she made. It was some time since leaving the Château that Master did not say anything or pay attention to me, to us. Then I got happy and sucked the tears away; Master came back and sit on the bed with us. He put his hands on my legs and then to my shoulders massaging my arms fully and then down to my tummy and hands. He held them, my hands in his. I fingered his palms. His eye looked in my eyes.

“It’s been so long S, so very long. I missed you very much. Forgive me if you can for not coming sooner. I could not. It hurt to not have you. You were not mine to have you see. I tried to forget, forget my feelings about you, put them aside, and go on. But I could not. So—here I am.” He took out the wrench to remove my bit. When it came off, I said; “Master love!” I lifted my arm up, that was hard, took a bit of doing for I had not the use of them for so very long, and put them over his head and hugged him by the neck. After a while he lifted my arms and put them back in my lap.

“Are you happy that I came for you S?”

“Yeeess—I—amm, very.” My tears came back, and he wiped them away with kisses there and then to my lips long and deeply. Then he broke off and placed my day bit in my mouth and screwed it on.

The other man driving kept looking at T in the mirror when he could down the hall way I could see that. Then Master moved over to T, and massaged her shoulders and arms and kissed her cheeks and petted the her breasts and rump. She leaned into him and sighed.

“T, you’re a beautiful filly, and my S’s dear friend. Thank you for that. You will happy too, I assure you. Do you wish to be here with S, stay with her and now your new owners?” She kept her eyes lowered, played with her bit in her sweet mouth with her teeth and thought of the question just posed to her. She looked over at me and meekly nodding her head and batted her glossy eyes several times; that was her answer for a yes you see. I nodded to Master and to her that she did. My heart was warm from his words, ‘new owners.’ Somehow he had managed to deal with Mistress. But he said, ‘Owners.’ Perhaps the gentleman driving was the other for us, or perhaps T’s new owner Master?

The drive took us over hills and planes of grasses, then through desolate land and on trough low scrub lands and more hills with mountains in the back ground. I watched al the cars and trucks pass by. I did not like the noise or some of the smells I got from the open side window. It took us two days of straight driving when then we passed through a small town set in a high lush valley, hills and old volcanoes cones all around, but for the pass its main road lead through. I did not know where we were, but it was pretty here; we were in a dryer climate and the air felt new and clean; in a higher in altitude than we had been at the Château. I felt good here. So far my life was very much predictable as it were, but I felt new again and it was exciting to be here and the unknowing of my future, yet with promise now that Master Jonathon had me again. As for T; I was glad to have her friendship and love that we had for one another; not purely sexual, but on a deeper mind level that only bonded, Pony Sisters, could have, and I do mean bonded.

We drove on, deeper into the hills. The day tuned to evening as Master came back again but this time to give us another of our protein drinks, it was cool and so good, our main stay drink we both liked them. During the trip we were wrist chained only and could eat freely again. It was wonderful to that and several times they would feed us too fro fun, that to was great, and arousing. He and other gentleman took turns driving all the whole way. I thought about the looks that Second Master gave us; he was most festinated with us but a true gentleman. He liked T a lot, that I could tell from his hands on hers and then massaging her arms and neck and speaking sweet like things she like to hear; he went slow with her, gently with her, drawing her to him and the way he would take care of her and treat her was right. He wanted her to know that she was safe and wanted by him, and that he was not a cruel man. With me; he was the same way, I liked him and he’s a true Master that knew just what to do with two young trained female ponies, though indicated that he had never owned one before. He knew we didn’t just act like Pony Girls; we were two, and always would be. He respected that fact truly, I know Master Jonathon did. I chose it a long time ago, as for T, well, she learned to become this captive little female creature that she was, and I’m so glad for that, that she is my sister now. We had shared everything for moons, we shared love and friendship and food and drink and cold sleepless nights without anyone but us. We pulled together in so many ways; that both strength and devotion, joy and some pain as well to both of us. We were sisters now.

Life could return as is once was for me; to love now, commitment and joy, from a life that only Pony Girls know, only us. The future is bright and I will take all that it offers up. I love being me, as I am;