Ione Reaches the End



Thursday afternoon Ione finished her class; Miss Lisa presented each graduate with a diploma. Ione did well in the class, but she was happy that she would not have to be responsible for Erin. She knew that Miss Evie would not be happy about it, though. She went to the Groom Room; she was sitting there in the kitchen when Glenda came in. She was naked and had her leash coiled on the table. She hopped down from the chair when Glenda came in, her bells jingled. She showed Glenda her diploma, and Glenda smiled and nodded seriously. Glenda got a cup of coffee and sat down by Ione.

Where is your butt-plug, Ione? Glenda’s voice was firm. Ione responded immediately, she rushed into her room and returned quickly, with the little case. She handed the case to Glenda. Glenda opened the case and selected a butt-plug, she had a tube of lube in her pocket, she always carried one. She applied a generous dollop to the end, and motioned for Ione to turn around. Ione turned so fast that her bells jingled. She arched her back so that Glenda had access to her little anus. Glenda carefully pushed the butt-plug into Ione. Ione moaned when the thickest part went through her anus. Ione turned around and smiled at Glenda, in obvious appreciation, and enjoyment.

Glenda looked out the window and saw Lisa driving over the hill; she had Erin and Chloe running at top speed. They would be in the corral in a few minutes. She locked Ione’s leash to her collar, and headed toward the corral. They got there at the same time as Lisa. Pecos and Betty, the new handler, were also waiting. Pecos was showing Betty how to unhitch the ponygirls so Glenda stood back and waited. Betty had just started, to replace Glenda as a training handler. Betty was a pretty blonde haired girl in her early twenties. She was slender and wore a pair of very tight jeans and a red and white checked shirt. The bottom was unbuttoned and tied in a square knot at the bottom of her ribs. She was popular with many of the male handlers, many of the female handlers and grooms were not real happy that Paddy had not hired a male. There was a shortage of available males at the ranch, and it was twenty-five miles to Centerville. The ponygirls were considered livestock and not seriously considered available, Wendy made sure everyone knew the ponygirls were off limits to everyone, male or female. Betty had been a handler at a Tennessee horse farm; Paddy had met her when he was working at the Kentucky Derby. She had been a handler for several years.

Pecos had Xian’s lead and Betty had Glenda’s, the only change Paddy had made in their procedure was to have handlers snap leads on while they were unhitching, just like a racehorse. He wanted the ponygirls treated like the high-strung animals they were. He did not like the casual way the grooms and handlers treated the girls at the training corral.

Lisa approached Glenda and Xian while they were waiting for their girls, will you bring your girls to the training room tomorrow morning? I’m having Pecos show Betty how to measure. We haven’t had any new girls in lately, but we’re getting several in during the next two weeks, for Miss Wendell’s new campground. Both grooms nodded. Good, Xian please come by at 8:00 and Glenda come in about 9:00. Lisa turned to leave, but she stopped and turned back, Thanks, both of you. She had been quite a bit more polite since Paddy had become her boss. No one heard Miss Lisa much any more.

Betty brought Erin to Glenda; Ione reached for the end of the lead, but Glenda took the lead above Ione. She pulled up on the lead and Ione let go.

Betty looked concerned, What’s with her? she asked in a loud stage whisper, She’s all wet, look at all the dust stickin to her pussy.”

Glenda looked at Ione and then Erin when she realized which one Betty meant, Yeah, she’s quite something, was all Glenda said.

They all headed for the stable, Glenda had Erin’s lead in one hand and Ione’s leash in the other.



After Glenda got Erin’s tack off, and her hair let down, they headed for the bath stall to get Erin washed, she smelled strong and needed to be washed. Glenda ushered Erin into the stall, she didn’t need to adjust the water for her, she had bathed Erin enough that she got it right the first time. She finished Erin’s hair, her back, and arms, and then she had to give some extra attention to Erin’s nipples. For some reason she had gotten a lot of dirt into the holes in her nipples. When she was done Ione started with Erin’s feet and legs. Ione had a lot of dirt and dust to wash off Erin’s thighs and belly. She began to wash Erin’s pussy.

Make sure you get real good around her clitoris ring, and inside the hole, Glenda cautioned. Ione nodded. She took Erin’s clitoris in her little hands and carefully washed her, turning the ring to make sure she did a complete job. Erin began moaning, quite loudly. Customers nearby heard her and came over to see what was happening. Glenda heard a woman say, This is the girl I told you about, look at this. She is so turned on. and Do you think she’ll faint.

Ione held Erin’s clitoris with both hands, squeezing and releasing first one hand and then the other, Erin heard her little voice Erin turn around. She started to turn and Ione released her clitoris.

Oh, no, Erin said softly, she continued turning. She opened her legs so Ione could reach in from her rear. Soon Ione’s tiny fingers were probing between Erin’s pussy lips. She felt Ione’s fingers press into her vagina. Ione pressed her right hand and wrist into Erin’s vagina, and she pushed three fingers of her left hand into Erin’s anus.

Ione looked back over her shoulder at Glenda, Don’t let me fall. Glenda nodded, she grasped Ione’s left shoulder to steady her. Ione nodded.

See if you can put your hand all the way in her, to the end, said Glenda. Ione nodded. She pushed her arm farther into Erin. Her arm was inside Erin past her elbow. The three fingers in Erin’s anus became four. Erin slid down to her knees, she put her hands on the floor of the shower, and she started sobbing. Erin cried out and fell flat on the floor of the shower; Ione took her fingers out of Erin’s anus, but kept her arm inside Erin’s vagina.

Come on, get back up Erin, Ione said. She lifted with her arm and pushed and Erin started to rise. After Erin stood, Ione stepped into the stall with her. She was completely wet. She didn’t mind, she wanted to see how much of her little arm she could push into Erin. In a few minutes Erin had another orgasm, and she stopped struggling. Ione slowly pulled her arm out. She picked up the bottle of soap and poured some into her palm. She washed her arm and hands. Then she washed off Erin’s thighs and outer vulva. Glenda turned off the water; she helped Erin out and began to dry her with a large towel. She handed a towel to Ione, to dry herself. They went back to Erin’s stall, several people followed. Ione thought she was in a parade. Glenda had a blow dryer for Erin’s hair in the stall. She had to help Erin walk down the hallway. The 8:45PM announcement came while they were on their way, the crowd started to leave. By the time Erin’s hair was dry, they were alone. Erin sat in a chair and Ione came up to her, she put her arms out and Ione cuddled up to her. Ione laid her head on Erin’s breast.

Erin sobbed, I’ve never felt anything like that before, how far did you reach into me?”

Clear to the end, I touched the end of you, inside, she answered. She held up her right arm, and indicated above her elbow with her left hand, Up to here. Her bells tinkled as she moved.

Erin slid her hand down Ione’s back as she slid over Ione’s butt she felt the end of the butt plug where it protruded from Ione’s anus. You’ve got one of these in you? Ione nodded shyly. Erin smiled at Ione and slowly shook her head