A Secluded Surprise

Pony play is one of those forms of play that so many Mistresses fantasize about, but that we rarely find submissives for. Every Mistress I've ever spoken to has adored pony play. The submissives just don't seem keen. Perhaps it's just the adult version of little girls loving horses and boys not really caring one way or another. However, I thought it worth mentioning that if you really want to inspire and surprise your Mistress (hint, hint), asking about some pony play is a great way to do it!

Last Wednesday, Madam Wilcox and I did a bit of shooting for a pony play instructional video. Of course I was the pony girl, as I was in The Human Pony and the Pro Dommes & Beyond calendar. It's a submissive role that still allows me to feel powerful and it's one hell of a workout! If you think you know pain, try running around in the sun in a full body suit and leather tack for a few hours while a woman pulls you this way and that!

The shoot immensely enjoyable, but what I especially liked about it was being introduced to a place where weekday, outdoor pony play was possible. I won't go too far into detail here for fear of spoiling it, but Madam Wilcox had discovered a beautiful horse arena that was virtually abandoned. A jogger or two did happen by, but they mostly stayed away and the few that did pass us completely ignored the curious scene. I would love to repeat it from the other side of the reins. ;)

At My Feet

A fair number of submissives approach me with only a vague idea of their interests. Working them out is one of the challenges that I get to enjoy as a professional Dominatrix, but not as a lifestyle Dominatrix.

E initially told me that he was interested in seeing me in latex and stockings and little else. He filled out my session application well, but was open in that he was chasing a headspace that was elusive and difficult to define. We had played once before and he had built up enough trust in me to simply place himself in my hands.

I wore a transparent latex dress and stockings with a patent leather corset and heels. I left  my hair free to fall over my shoulders and wore my usual diamond studs and the little golden key, adorned with a ruby and diamonds that a submissive brought me to symbolize his vow of chastity to me. I've been wearing it more these days.

We began simply enough. After undressing him, I had him follow me to the throne room where I had him kneel before me to be collared. As I locked the collar in place, I whispered, "Do you know why some girls have long hair?"

He shook his head, no.

"To hold onto while you fuck them. Do you know why slaves wear collars?"

Again he didn't know.

"To hold onto while you fuck them."

He moaned and began to kiss the tops of my thighs. I assume that meant he agreed! One of the things he was able to tell me he was definitely interested in was strap on play.

I allowed him a little taste of worshiping my feet before I bound him to the cross, working him with a leather paddle and flogger, teasing him by gently caressing him with my talons. When I felt I had awoken his every nerve ending, I let him down and had him wait on the floor on his hands and knees. As I selected a gag for him, I bent far over, allowing him a generous view of my latex-clad ass.

I picked out a thick bit gag and placed it between his teeth. As I circled around to his haunches, he rubbed against my legs, like a great cat, nuzzling me with his lowered head.

I stroked his presented haunches with my leather paddle, delivering a few strokes to get his attention. He began to whinny and toss his head. Perhaps I had a human pony on my hands? I sat on his back and attached reins to his bit, giving them a playful tug. He reared up and pawed at the air. I managed to keep my seat and gave him another swat with the paddle. He settled down and began shifting about.

His back rolled between my legs and I squeezed with my thighs. He was bouncing about very energetically, but I could tell he was getting tired. Too bad. I was enjoying my ride!

I got off of him and had him follow me back to the throne room where I ran him through a few tricks, which he performed well enough to earn a couple of treats. I removed his gag and allowed him to eat one treat from the flat of my hand and one balanced upon my stockinged foot.

Puppy play and foot worship seem often to go together and this little puppy was no different. He gratefully worshiped my feet again, his little puppy tongue eagerly lapping at my toes.

Finally, his head on my lap, he exclaimed, "I can't believe I just acted like a puppy!"

With such a breakthrough a little reward seemed in order. Pulling him up by his collar, I led E to the bondage table and had him lie down. I bound his wrists and ankles with leather cuffs and, kicking up each leg in turn so that my foot rested right next to his face, I slowly removed my stockings. One went to tie his cock, the other as a gag. He was now restrained and completely at my disposal...