Erin gets a new hole.



Elaine came to Erin’s stall just as Paddy was getting her around to go to Bart’s tattoo shop. Paddy had already taken her out to the dip tank; she would have to stay out of it until the piercing healed. The chemicals would really set off any raw flesh. Elaine told Paddy that she only needed to wear hoof-boots and pony-hands, her bit and bridle was not necessary. Elaine said she would take Erin over to the shop, since this should have been done during the first week she should be there with Erin, now. They went over to the shop, Bart was ready for them, and he had the tools all laid out on the counter nearest the last chair, of four.

This time he spoke directly to Erin, Come on in, and sit in that last chair. I’ll have to take a couple of measurements to get the correct ring size. Then we’ll get started. Erin sat in the chair Bart indicated, there were straps on each chair arm. Erin was careful to keep her arms in her lap; she didn’t want them to be strapped down. Bart came back with a tray of tools covered with a towel.

Erin please put your arms up the chair, he said.

Please, I don’t want to be hooked down.”

When I pierce you, it might hurt a bit, I can’t have you moving around, or it could screw up the hole and then your ring would be crooked. Miss Wendell has already told me that you were a friend of hers and she wants this to be perfect, not just real good, perfect. So put your arms on the chair. Please.”

Erin raised her arms over her head, and then dropped them onto the chair, she was not happy to comply, but she did as Bart asked. He looped a strap over each wrist and pulled them snug. There was a waist belt, like the seat belt in a car, and four leg straps, for each ankle and lower thigh, just above each knee. The chair was an automatic recliner, Bart picked up the controller. As he manipulated the controls the chair tipped back, the ankle rest moved nearer, and the thigh straps pulled her legs apart. Now she lay there completely open and helpless. Bart had a wire loop that he put inside Erin’s pussy lips, which held them apart so he had access to her clitoris. Bart called it a lips spreader. He had on a pair of surgical gloves, they felt strange to Erin, and the whole procedure was very clinical. Bart had a couple of tools Erin felt him handling her clitoris, but she couldn’t see what was going on.

He leaned back, I’ve got you all measured, now for the finish. She felt a sharp pain and then it became an ache, she could feel a pulling as Bart fitted the ring through the hole he had just pierced in her.

That’s it, all done, Bart said, as he released the straps on Erin’s wrists. Tell me something, did Glenda really put a two inch measure thirteen and a half inches into you? Erin nodded without saying anything. Wow, no one has ever been measured that deep here.

Now will you tell me something? Erin asked. Bart nodded. Why did they measure me there?

Well when we first started Miss Wendell would put chastity belts on some of the ponygirls; some of the customers wanted it. You know more control. The part that went through their legs had a dildo that went up inside. Now we don’t do that anymore. I think there are still come of those chastity belts around, so Lisa, excuse me, Miss Lisa, wants the measurement for her records. Right now you have that record. He re-checked the ring; his fingers were very gentle on Erin’s pussy. This is just what Miss Wendell wanted. You have a very big clitoris, it was easy to find the center and poke a hole right through it. Bart released the rest of the straps, Erin relaxed her legs, but her knees felt weak and shaky. She also realized that she was getting wet, too. Bart was still looking at his handiwork; he was holding her clitoris with between his finger and thumb, Damn! he said, you’re getting all wet. He let go of her clitoris quickly, and pulled his hand back. He reached back to her pussy, to remove the wire lips spreader.

As Elaine helped Erin to her feet, she said, Come on let’s go on back to the stable, you can lay down for a little bit. While we were here, Paddy was getting things set up for you in the training stable; it’s not open to customers. So we’ll try to keep things nice and quiet for you, for a couple of weeks.”

Erin you’re probably going to be kind of tender for a few days, and you’ll hurt for about a week to ten days. You will be all right after that, but it will be three weeks before you’re all healed up. This tissue heals than any of the other parts that you’ve had pierced, Bart said as he gestured toward her nipples, Especially faster than them. Nipples probably take longest to heal, sometimes as long as six weeks. I’ll check on you tomorrow, I’ll come by to make sure you are healing properly.”

You won’t have to, if I have any sort of problem, I’ll come by, replied Erin.

Yes I do have to, Miss Wendell has ordered me to make sure every day, you have a deadline so there is no time for a problem. She also assured me that she could get particularly unpleasant if you don’t heal perfectly. A hematoma could cause your clitoris to get shriveled on one side, and go crooked. Miss Wendell would be most unhappy if that happened. So, I’ll come to you, every day.”

Erin nodded as she left with Elaine, See you tomorrow.”

Erin was really sore for the next few days, and true to his word Bart came to see her every day. He checked her new ring and then sat with her from 11: until 11:30 every morning. Then he left to go back to his shop. Erin acted like this was unnecessary, but she really liked his attention. When he appeared at her gate, Paddy let him in and Erin went to her cot and laid down for his inspection. He had his pussy lips spreader; he put it in place and checked her clitoris. He was done in about ten minutes; he stayed there to talk for the rest of the time until 11:30, then he would take the spreader out and go back to his shop. Erin didn’t really mind when he left the spreader on her for the extra time. She was there to be controlled and she got to lay back and enjoy the attention. Wendy was in control of her, and Wendy had put Bart in charge of her pussy.

After two weeks of recuperation, Paddy moved her back to her home stall. Erin thought of that stall as home, she liked being back there. The ranch was busy over the weekend, lots of campers and plenty of customers taking a tour of the stable.



Erin’s new Groom.



It was Erin’s first morning to go back to work, She had all of her tack on and Paddy was leading her out to go running with Chloe. The ring though her clitoris now felt like it had always been there. She no longer had any little twinges of pain. Even the little ache that had come at the end of the day had finally stopped. While Paddy was leading Erin to the training corral to get more team running with Chloe, Erin looked toward the ranch office and saw Miss Evie’s dark blue Lincoln pull in to one of the parking spaces in front of Wendy’s office. She got out and pulled Ione’s leash out. Paddy took Erin into the corral behind the training stable, Miss Evie and Ione were lost from sight, and she went running with Chloe. They pulled Lisa across the ranch for the rest of the day. Miss Evie stepped back and naked little Ione got out, Miss Evie snapped the leash to Ione’s collar, and they started to walk toward the office. Miss Evie lead the way and Ione followed along behind on her leash. Miss Evie opened the door and they went in, she just needed to drop Ione off for her groom training, she had to hurry because she had a plane to catch. She had to go to New York for some business meetings, she would be done and back in time for her reservation with Erin.

Wendy was waiting for them to arrive; she had her receptionist usher them right in to her office.

After their greeting Wendy looked at Ione. Ione, are your collar and cuffs locked on you? Do you have a way to get them off to wash underneath?”

Ione said, No ma’am, I’m always locked. She looked around at Miss Evie; she also looked around for Nana.

Evie, groom work is kind of dirty at times, She will need to take off the leather cuffs and that collar to get washed.

Miss Evie looked at Ione and then back to Wendy, I have everything for her in this bag right here, I’ve brought a couple of little dresses and a couple of pairs of shoes, too. She held up a valise. She set the bag on the edge of Wendy’s desk, she was careful to keep it at the very edge. She would not like someone to come into her office and put his or her bag on top of any of her paperwork. She opened the bag and took out a small blue box that rattled as she picked it up. When she opened the box she took out a little chain that looked like a big bangle bracelet, with a small padlock on one end. She motioned for Ione to come closer, Evie took out her key ring and unlocked Ione’s collar, she put the collar she had just taken out around Ione’s neck and locked it with a click. She used the same key to unlock the leash and transferred it to the new collar and then used it to unlock the cuffs on Ione’s wrists, she handed Ione the keys to unlock her ankle cuffs. When she was done she handed the keys and cuffs to Miss Evie. She dropped them into the bag, she handed the keys to Wendy. Wendy put them in the top drawer of her desk. Miss Evie handed the end of the leash to Wendy, she turned to Ione, and bent to give her a very passionate kiss, Ione hugged her around the neck very tightly. Miss Evie straightened and turned toward the door. She said Good Bye, over her shoulder as she went out the door.

Wendy called down to the training stable, and had Lisa send Glenda up to the office to take over Ione, and take her to a room in the Groom Room, the area set aside for the grooms private area. Arraignments had been made for Ione to have a room there, and a couple of the grooms were assigned to help her get situated. Glenda was ready for Wendy’s call; she had been keeping alert for Miss Evie’s arrival. She was there within five minuets of Wendy’s call. She went in through the private entrance.

You rang? Glenda asked when she went into the office.

Here please take Ione, take her to Bart’s office first and have him check her over, and take that butt plug out of her. She had noticed the end of the plug protruding from Ione’s little anus. Ione smiled at Wendy, as Wendy gave Glenda the key ring with Ione’s leash key on it.

Please don’t take the collar off me, Ione begged.

They went to Bart’s shop, when they got there Bart was finishing up a tattoo on a ponygirl, Denise, this was elective, she had wanted a tribal tattoo across the small of her back. Ione stood next to Glenda when she sat in a chair by the phone, Don’t you want to sit down for a few minutes, Ione? Glenda asked.

No thank you, I’m all right, she answered. Glenda remembered about the butt-plug, in Ione’s anus. Glenda took Ione over to the sink in the back of the shop.

Turn around for me, please, she said to Ione. When she did, Glenda took hold of the end of the butt-plug, she pulled and twisted and took the butt-plug out of Ione. She dropped it in she utility sink. She sent Ione onto the bathroom to wipe off. When she got back she stood beside Glenda and handed her the end of her leash. When Bart was done with the Denise, she looked the tattoo over and then pulled her top down over it. She was on her off time, so she wore clothes over to the shop, so she wouldn’t have to wear all of the tack. Denise was wearing a sleeveless t-shirt that left her shoulders bare, the arm openings were quite large and left Denise’s sides bare clear to the bottoms of her ribs, she also had on a very short tan denim skirt, so short that it just barely went past the bottom of her bottom. She wore a pair of sandals on her feet. Denise was so very used to being naked, she didn’t care that her clothes didn’t cover her very well. Bart thought she was very sexy, since he was used to seeing her naked, her revealing clothes were enticing. Ione came over after he finished up Denise.

Hi Bart, how are you doin’? she asked. Her little bells jiggled and tinkled. Miss Wendell wants you to check me over before I start the groom class, tomorrow.

Glenda was surprised, Do you know her? she asked.

Yeah, I did the little tattoos on her boobies, he said. Her owner liked the way Miss Wendell tattoos the names on each ponygirl. He turned to Ione, Get up on the chair and lay back, and I’ll check you out. Denise was interested in Ione; she was looking her over closely. She wasn’t hard to check, she was naked.

How big are you? she asked Ione. You really are tiny.”

I’m four feet and five inches, and I weigh forty-seven pounds, and I’m nineteen years old, Ione smiled at Denise, My measurements are 24AA-14-25. Are you a ponygirl? she asked her own question. Denise nodded. Then why are wearing clothes?”

I came over here to get a tattoo of my own, and I didn’t want to wear all of the tack, because my groom was busy. It’s too hard to open the gates and doors without help, so I just put this on.”

Ione was interested in Denise’s name tattoo, Can I see your name tattoo. What she didn’t know was that if anyone asked a ponygirl to see her name she was required to show it. Denise stood up and pulled her top off over her head. Her name Denise was tattooed in an arc on the top of her left breast. Denise also had a circle of the same color around the outside of each areola.

Oohhh, nice, said Ione. She touched each tattooed ring, tracing each ring completely with her index finger. She looked to Bart, Can you do that to me?”

Sure, do you want to match your name? he asked. She nodded enthusiastically.

Denise had been looking at Ione’s tattoos, What’s that ED, on your areola for? she asked.

That’s for Evangeline Davis, I’m her pet. Some people have pet dogs or cats, she’s real rich and has a pet girl.”

I know Miss Evie, Denise said. I pulled her around all day, and she made me wear a butt tail the whole time. Does she make you wear a butt plug?

Yeah, Glenda just took it out and put it in the sink, over there, Ione nodded toward the sink. I have to stay naked all the time too. I always have a collar locked on, like this one, she pulled up her chain by the lock. Glenda still held the other end of her leash. Miss Wendell made her take the leather cuffs and collar off while I’m here. She was afraid I’d get infection under them. All the dust and dirt from being outside all the time here. Wendy had told Glenda that she had to keep the leash on Ione while she was in a customer area. Just like a ponygirl, either clothed, or on a leash.

What about if you go to get something in a store? Glenda piped up.

Well I can put something on to go in a store, she answered. I can’t wear any panties or a bra underneath though.”

Does she always keep you on a leash, too? Denise asked. Did I see you two here about two weeks ago?”

Yup, that was us. I was the one on the leash, Ione laughed. She held her little bare chest out to Bart. Are you ready?”

Yeah, as small as you are it’ll only take about five minutes each, He answered. He was almost right; it took about fifteen minutes for both. Bart used his finest needle, and drew a very thin line around each areola. He looked a her pussy when he was done with the tattoos, What do you have pierced there? He asked. Do you have a clitoris big enough to pierce?”

Ione laid back and open her legs for him to have access to her pussy, No, I had my triangle and my nipples pierced about two years ago, Miss Evie put the chains with the bells, on me. Bart had a real small pussy lips spreader; he fitted it into Ione’s tiny vulva. The spreader held her open so he could check her over. He checked for inflammation and infection at all three of her pierce sites. Bart noticed she was starting to get wet, she was lubricating from his checking.

Ione you’re getting wet, he said. Does this happen a lot?

Yeah, she answered, Miss Evie makes me get a towel to sit on at home. She has some antiques that I’m not allowed on.”

Yeah, some people don’t let their cat on the sofa, Denise observed seriously, She couldn’t keep her face straight, and started to laugh, her laughter was infectious. Soon they were all laughing, Ione the hardest.

Glenda said, Ok we have to get a move on, I’ve got to get Ione down to the Groom Room. There is a spot there for her. We just had to wait for Paddy, to get done with Erin; today he’s going to get Ione all settled in. How long before she can get in the dip tank?”

Bart looked up as he removed the lips spreader from Ione, As small as these tat’s are, she could probably go right now. They won’t discolor, but they might sting a little. You should probably wait until tomorrow afternoon. Give her twenty four hours.”

As Glenda took Ione toward the door she said, Denise, don’t forget your top. I have to bring Erin back over here later, Bart. After Paddy gets her washed up this evening, Miss Wendell wants permanent rings and bells on her. I got them in this morning, they are real nice, little round gold bells and chains. She led Ione out to the Groom Room it was near the ponygirl stable. She unlocked the door, and they went inside. The door was kept locked, even though it was posted