Part 1.1

CHAPTER 1: An Impulsive Beginning.

He hadn't really meant to start looking through the personal columns, he was meant to be looking for accommodation, but that's what happened.

He just couldn't resist the temptation to scan the pages of personal ads.

"Perhaps this time" he thought. Perhaps this time there would be that one ad he had been secretly hoping to find. He had almost given up browsing any of the national and weekly papers hoping to find the answer to his fantasies.

There was page after page of advertisements but one in particular leapt off the page at him.

"Dom fem seeks willing untrained male sub human equine for 24/2 possible 24/7."

It was only two lines, not even high lighted in any way like most others seemed to be, but the phrase "human equine" sent his heart racing.

Pony play was a passion, but he seemed to be always in the wrong place at the wrong time in the wrong situation to be able to do something actively about it.

And then there were other times when he had had a BD session as a sub but ended up being disappointed and embarrassed by the whole thing, glad when it was over.

His face felt flushed. He grabbed the phone and had to forcibly calm himself to dial the correct number. The phone rang several times before it was picked up.

"Tori," a silky sounding female voice answered.

He clumsily asked about the advert.

"Yes she had placed the ad, and yes" she added, laughing. "the ad meant exactly what it said, and yes she was available. But it really depends on your suitability."

She then grilled him with questions, age, build, and availability, the end of which she announced that he might, just might, be a suitable candidate for her stable.

When she had emphasised the word might, he realised in an instant that this was not going be like any of the other BD sessions he had endured. This one if he was suitable, might just be the one he had been hoping for. Before he knew it, he had made arrangements to meet her the coming weekend. At the end of the conversation, she had mysteriously added, "And if you prove to be suitable, you just might find your whole life magically transformed."

The days dragged by but eventually the Saturday, as arranged, found him turning his car off the narrow country road and into the long tree lined driveway, just as she had instructed him.

The gateway was marked with a stone arch. As he drove under, he briefly saw a sign, on which had been professionally painted a large circle, inside which was the letter ‘T'.

"This is the place," he said softly to himself and continued up what was a very private looking lane toward a large well cared for two storied elegant house surrounded by mature trees in full leaf. To one side of the house sat a collection of equally well cared for buildings.

He stopped his car on the gravel in front of the house and for hundredth time wondered if he should really be doing this and that perhaps pony play was best left to his imagination and fantasies. "Too late now " he said under his breath. He walked up to the front door, and pressed the small button for the door chime. He felt incredibly nervous.

A muffled female voice on the other side of the door called out "Who is it please?"

"Tony" he replied.

The door immediately opened and a middle age, slender, very attractive woman stepped out. "Good, you're right on time," she said curtly and beckoned him inside. "This way," she indicated, and without waiting for him to follow, walked back down the hallway. He followed her meekly into a sunny well furnished room. She motioned for him to sit in one of the chairs and sat in another opposite.

Again he felt incredible nervous and not sure of what he should say or do next. Suddenly he began to feel very much out of his depth.

She introduced herself as Mistress Tori and then spoke quietly but with authority. "Before we start I think I should explain to you that this is for real." She leaned forward. She picked up a riding crop from the table in front of her and held it in her hands, flexing it as she spoke.

"If you agree to continue then you must realise that this is permanent and not some pseudo B and D session with a 2nd rate parlour girl. Once we start there can be no turning back."

She paused and looked directly at him, then continued, "I play for keeps and I play hard. You will be trained in all aspects of your role of course, but you will also be punished for any infractions and as a means of role reinforcement. As I said the decision you make now is one you will have to live with the consequences of, forever. From now on, certain parts of your former life will come to an end and they will be replaced by a new life of submission and obedience to me in your new role as a fully trained and willing stallion."

She paused and leaned back in the chair, her eyes looked at Tony, evaluating him, sizing him up.

He felt uncomfortable under her gaze.

"Well," she said smiling, "Do you agree or do you wish to walk away while you have the opportunity?" Her smile was that of someone who held the upper hand before a lesser mortal, almost patronising.

"Yes Mistress, I'd like to continue." His voice was almost a croak, his mouth felt dry from nervous anticipation. "Yes" he repeated, forcing himself to appear calm.

She laughed. "I really don't think you have any idea of what is going to befall you, do you? Or what you are about to become." Her voice became suddenly serious "However it is your decision - so be it."

Mistress Tori stood up, and looked directly at Tony, "Those will be last words that you will speak from now until I give you permission to talk again. Talk as a human that is" she added, laughing. Her manner quickly changed, she became suddenly serious and spoke with authority.

"First things first then," she said. "Come with me." She stood and walked from the room, again without waiting to see if he followed and walked swiftly down the hall, stopping in front of an open door. "In here!" she commanded, holding the door open.

Tony stepped into the room and found himself in a tiled bathroom. Mistress Tori followed him in and stood next to a tiled bench at one side of the bathroom. On the bench were several containers.

She picked up a small jar from the bench. "First you will use this, you will rub this cream all over yourself. It's an exfoliant, and you will use this to remove all body hair." Her voice now took on a more commanding tone, "except for a small area from here," she indicated with one hand a line 1/3 of the way above her crotch to her navel "and here," again she indicated either side of her crotch at the top of the legs. You will leave a triangular area of pubic hair above your cock. Your cock and balls you will also cover with this cream. You will then use these hand towels to wipe off the cream and you will make sure all the cream is removed."

"You will then shower" she continued "and you will wash yourself thoroughly. After your shower you will then use this," again she picked up a bottle from the bench, this one was larger spray bottle. "This is massage oil" she instructed, "Again you will cover yourself completely and wipe off any excess with a handtowel. When you have finished all of that you will return to the front room, and there you will wait, standing legs slightly apart, hands at your sides, facing the windows."

Mistress Tori then walked quickly to the door, "You have 30 Minutes," she added before departing the room.

Tony let his breath out noisily, and then quickly checked himself, hoping she hadn't heard him.

He quickly undressed and then picked up the exfoliant cream and applied it as Mistress Tori had said, being very careful to leave the area of pubic hair she indicated free from the thick cream.

Applying the cream to his back was difficult, but finally he managed to get his whole body covered. He was amazed at the amount of hair that the cream was removing.

He was suddenly very aware of the fact that he was now too far down the track to turn back. He began to think more deeply about the meaning of her words, "That he didn't realise what he was about to become." He breathed out heavily, half in resignation, half due to nerves.

He quickly finished wiping the cream off, checking in the full-length mirror front and back for any sign of hair. He hurried to the shower, conscious of how much time had passed.

After drying himself, he applied the oil to his now sensitive skin and wiped off the excess. With two minutes to go, he walked silently back to the front room and entered. There was no

sign of Mistress Tori. He took up the position he had been ordered to do and waited, legs slightly apart, hands at his side, aware that this was probably part of some test of his patience and obedience and as he stood there, he imagined her watching his every move, judging his suitability.

He was determined to obey no matter how long. The clock struck the half-hour, his legs felt tired, and sweat was beginning to form on his face. Finally he heard the sound of hard heel boots on the wooden floor, followed by the sudden noise of the door being opened, jolting him from his reverie.

"Good boy" Mistress Tori said, as she walked over to where he was standing.

She was now dressed in a white-buttoned shirt and a short black PVC skirt. On her feet she wore knee high heeled black boots, in her right hand was a riding crop, which she was now taping against her boot.

She walked slowly around Tony, the tip of the riding crop tracing a path around his torso. She stopped in front of him, the riding crop now moved down to his semi flaccid cock and began to move slowly up and down along its length. He found the light sensation on his cock too much to ignore and it rapidly responded to the stroking.

Mistress Tori looked down and smiled. "So you like the feel of my whip, do you? You know I can use it to give you great pleasure and I have the power to use it also to inflict pain." With this she struck Tony hard on the cheeks of his arse. He flinched; he wasn't expecting to be whipped and only just managed to stifle a yelp of surprise and pain.

"Right" Mistress Tori said, "Time to start you on your journey to total obedience and submission. Come and sit here" she indicated, while seating herself on a low table just in front of the chair Tony now occupied. Mistress Tori's eyes never left his face.

He felt vulnerable in his nudity and somewhat embarrassed, nervous. He quietly wondered if he was about to bite off more than he could handle. Certainly her remarks about decisions made now will be ones he would have to live with forever had made him think very deeply about whether he really wanted to go through with all this, but he felt helpless and afraid to tell her.

It must have shown in his eyes because she leaned forward closer to him and patted his knee. "Just relax, you're going to enjoy yourself, really."

She really was quite beautiful, he thought and he felt his cock responding. Her lashes arched gracefully above her large eyes and her red lips were full, and pouting. She had on a heavy musk perfume, which filled his nostrils. Despite himself, he became more at ease and relaxed.

"You are now about to enter the first stage of your journey, and one which will probably have the most affect on you physiologically." Mistress Tori paused, then continued. "I've been involved with pony training for some time now and I have also picked up some very useful skills along the way, and one of the most powerful is hypnotise. If done correctly to a willing subject, you can get some really very dramatic results," she laughed lightly.

She spoke quietly, slowly as though to soothe his nervousness. "I want you to now lean back in the chair, and get comfortable, breathe slowly and deeply, just relax."

Mistress Tori pulled a slim silver chain from her pocket, on the end was a large glass crystal. She held it up in front of Tony. "I want you to now look at the crystal, focus your attention on it, forget about everything else. All that matters is the crystal, let it take your full attention."

Mistress Tori set the chain and crystal slowly swinging in front of him. "Look at the crystal, let your eyes follow it back and forth, back and forth." Her voice had become soft and relaxing.

Tony found his previous nervousness falling away; his breathing was slower and deeper and as she spoke he became more comfortable. He hadn't been aware before just how much he had been on edge. His eyes followed the pendant.

She spoke again, slowly and softly. "Relax, relax, let the pendant fill your mind, all else fades away to nothingness, relax."

Tony felt his eyes growing weary, he felt tired yet totally calm and relaxed. She compelled him to relax, soft soothing words over and over, Tony was not aware of the words, only the soothing tone lulling his senses into a total state of calm.

"I want you to close your eyes, let them rest."

Tony closed his eyes gratefully; they felt tired and heavy. With his eyes closed, his mind focused on Mistress Tori's voice, which had become a soft monotone, lulling him to sleep.

"Let yourself go," she softly commanded "deeper and deeper to sleep. Let your body go to sleep and your mind awake. Can you hear me?" she gently asked. "If so raise your right hand slightly."

Tony raised his hand slowly and then let it fall back onto the arm of the chair.

"Good boy" Mistress Tori responded. "Very good boy."

Mistress Tori leaned closer "Now," she said, "I want you to listen very carefully to me. From now on, until I give you express permission, you will not talk or make any noises or sounds that a human would make. You will find that you now can no longer form the words or sounds with your mouth or tongue. Your voice box has become totally unable to respond to making human sounds. Do you understand? " she asked, "If so raise your right hand again."

Tony again complied.

"Good boy, I want you to fully understand what I have just said," her voice was now commanding, "You are now totally unable to form any human sounds or words with your mouth, tongue or voice box. However," she continued, "you will be able to make sounds that a horse would make, like a whinnying sound or snorting sound, that is all you will be able to do, even if in pain or surprised, all that will come out are the sounds of a horse. I want you now to tell me your name" she commanded.

Tony opened his mouth as if to speak, but instead of a human sound he made a half croak, half whinnying sound.

Mistress Tori smiled. "Try again" she said.

His response was a more recognisable horse's whinny, deeper, coming more from the chest than from his throat.

"Excellent" Mistress Tori responded. "You have done very, very well. There is one more thing you will do for me," she said. "From now on until I again give you express permission, you will find that you are permanently in a state of sexual excitement. Do you understand?" she asked.

Tony answered with a low whiny in confirmation.

"So from now on the only sounds you will make is that of horse and you will find that you will have a permanent erection." She added, "You will do this because I have commanded you, and you will find it is impossible to be any different."

Mistress Tori relaxed and leaned back in the chair, pleased at her results. She looked down at Tony's cock, which was already near a full erection. She was pleasantly surprised to see how well endowed he was. The cock rapidly became rock hard, the veins on the side bulged slightly and the head was full and deeply coloured from the pressure of the erection.

"Right" she said aloud, "I'm going to count from four backward to one. With each number you will gently become more and more awake. When you awaken you will have no memory of the last 5 minutes. And when you finally wake up you will feel calm and refreshed, and the commands I have instructed you to obey will be permanently implanted in your subconscious. The more you try to overcome my commands the more deeply rooted they will be."

"Four" She said. This time her voice was louder more commanding, "You are now coming slowly awake.

"Three. More awake now, still calm, still relaxed."

"Two. Almost awake, you are now aware that you have been asleep and that's its time to wake up."

"One." she said and clapped here hands together softly. "Wake now, still calm, still relaxed."

Tony opened his eyes, he felt at peace and extremely comfortable, certainly not as anxious or nervous as before. He looked around, somewhat confused, had he fallen asleep? He certainly had no recall of falling asleep, but somehow he was certain something had happened, but what?