Miss Evie’s New Pet



Miss Evie was very unhappy; she glared at Ione and looked at Wendy. Miss Evie was not someone to disappoint, but she was not someone to yell and throw things about.

I just can’t give the responsibility for Erin’s care to Ione, she repeated. Erin put her trust in me when she signed the contract, I’m sure you understand.”

Yes, I do, said Miss Evie. She looked at Ione, Ione why don’t you go out and sit with the receptionist for a few minutes.”

Ione nodded, Is that dog out there? She was afraid of Nana, Wendy’s Old English Sheepdog. Nana had never bitten or even tried to bite her. Nana was just so big, and she wanted to put her head between Ione’s legs. Once she had even gotten away with licking her pussy, from the rear.

She’s in her kennel, I just fed her. So you’ll be safe, replied Wendy. Wendy didn’t really want Ione in the outer office, she was naked, which Miss Evie preferred. Wendy did not wish to disrupt the office business. Miss Evie obviously wanted to talk alone.

Why didn’t she pass? Miss Evie asked. She’s not too dumb, is she? Wendy shook her head.

No she’s not dumb. She just isn’t someone that I can trust with the care of one of my girls. Answered Wendy. Especially not Erin, she added silently, to herself.



Well do you have a groom I can take with me? What about her regular groom? asked Miss Evie?

Her regular groom has to go to New Jersey that weekend, she made plans when she thought Erin was going out. So I don’t even have anyone to take care of her here, Wendy added. Actually she knew Paddy would gladly fill in.

Miss Evie’s demeanor brightened, I have an idea, let me take her home with me for the weekend. It’ll be just like we agreed, Friday afternoon and evening, Saturday all day, and I’ll bring her back around noon on Sunday. I’ll double your fee and she will still get her ten thousand dollar a day tip.”

Wendy looked at her thoughtfully, I don’t know, I have an exclusive contract with her to be a ponygirl here at the Ponygirl Adventure Ranch”. I don’t want to violate my own contract.”

I’ll just have her as my pet, just like Ione, no ponygirl stuff, responded Miss Evie.

I don’t want any men near her, well I mean none,you know,messing around with her. Said Wendy.

I don’t let any men touch Ione. Although she’d like some to once in a while. Said Miss Evie reassuringly.

One more thing, you seem to have a butt-plug in Ione all the time, noted Wendy. We’ll have to work out something about that.”

We have an agreement in our contract, no overnight butt-plugs, it’s limited to ten hours a day, and one time a day. Once it goes in, there are ten hours til it comes out. If it is taken out before that, that’s it until the next day, that’s my rule. Ione would run around with it in her rear all the time.”

It sounds to me like we can do business here, said Wendy.

Miss Evie held up her hand, There’s one more small matter, I want to leave Ione here for that weekend. Leave her when I pick up Erin and pick her up Sunday when I drop Erin back here. Do you want a hostage?”

No, I don’t want a hostage, but yes I’ll keep her, for those days, and I won’t charge a boarding fee, Wendy smiled.

Great, I’ll be back Friday afternoon. Miss Evie held out her right hand to shake on the deal. They shook hands. Miss Evie went out through the office, picked up Ione and they went out to Miss Evie’s blue Lincoln.



When Glenda delivered Erin to the training stable she was not sure she was real happy with the situation. She knew Betty needed to learn how to do the measurements, but using Erin, her Erin, as a test mule. She knew Pecos would be careful with Erin, but it still rankled her. When she took Erin over to the training stable she didn’t put any tack on her. They just walked over to the door and went inside. She didn’t care if she broke Miss Wendell’s rule about taking a ponygirl outside without tack, she’d have tack there to put on Erin when they were done measuring. Pecos had already showed Betty how to measure and what to measure for the forms. Then when Chloe came in he helped Betty measure Chloe. This time would be the test, he would watch as Betty made the all of the measurements. She measured Erin’s feet and legs then moved to her head, arms, and body. Erin knew what to do next, but Pecos had cautioned her not to do anything until Betty gave the instructions. Betty directed her up onto the table and had her kneel. Next she had Erin bend at the waist and place her arms on the tabletop and then lay her head on her arms. Erin was now on the table with her head down and her butt up with her legs parted. Betty lubed the anal measure, with a large glob of lube from a large green tube. She carefully pushed the cone shaped measure into Erin.

Ok, I’ve got size 8. She said incredulously, Pecos, that’s pretty big. She looked on a chart, That’s three inches.”

Pecos said, Yeah when she first came in here, Glenda measured her at size 7, - two and three quarters.”

She went to the other end of the table and pulled up the gynecological foot stirrups up and latched them into place. Then she said, Erin please slide down here and put your feet up in these stirrups. She put the leather straps over Erin’s ankles, to help her keep her feet up where they needed to be. Betty picked up the first measure, it was eight inches long with a two-inch handle on the end, and there was a stopper between the measure and the handle. She applied lube to the measure and pushed it into Erin as she lay there on the table. It went in easily completely to the stopper. She pushed a little more an pushed the stopper in also.

Pecos said, Betty, stop, you’ve hit the end.”

Oh, I guess I need a bigger one. Pecos nodded.

Betty went to the cupboard and picked out a much bigger measure, it was twenty-four inches long and three inches in diameter. Betty applied lube along the length.

I don’t think I really need this lube, she’s already really wet. Betty put her left hand on Erin’s belly and pushed the measure into her. She kept the pressing, Erin moaned. She stopped, and checked the measurement.

I’ve got thirteen and one quarter inches. Can that be right? Thirteen inches, I’ll bet she has a hard time finding a satisfying relationship, Betty said. She was amazed.

Uumm what do I do with this now? she asked. She was still holding the end of the measure, she pushed again.

I’ve got thirteen and one half, she said she regained her composure, and gently pulled the measure out of Erin.

She has a really big clit, too, she touched Erin’s clitoris, with her index finger.

I don’t see the end of this ring, how does it come off? Betty squeezed Erin’s clitoris with her finger and thumb. When Erin moaned again she stopped.

Pecos said gently, None of her rings come off, they’re permanent.’

How can that be, Betty asked as she removed the straps over Erin’s feet. Couldn’t you just cut them off?”

They’re titanium, gold plated titanium, you can’t cut them with clippers and if you try to saw through the titanium will just eat up your saw, and it’ll get so hot that she’ll fry, Pecos answered.

I’ve seen cutters that would cut titanium, Betty responded.

Look at what they’re hooked to, would you want to put your nipple in one of those cutters? Pecos asked. Besides have you seen one of those cutters around here?”

Betty had to agree, Yeah I guess, she is pretty well done for life. Pecos nodded. Glenda came back and had all of Erin’s tack,

“I’ve got to get her all ready, and Lisa is taking them up to the new campground area for today.



The ten days until Miss Evie’s Friday came quickly, Erin was hitched with Chloe and together they pulled Lisa or Marlene across the countryside, throughout the week. They grew together as friends and as ponygirls.

Wendy hired several new ponygirls; she hired her first Latinas, surprising in southern Arizona. The two were from Florida, Ivette and Yasmin. They looked like sisters; both were five feet and five inches tall and had similar bodies, they were both very pretty, with large dark brown eyes and thick black hair. Ivette’s measurements were 35B-26-36, but Wendy knew that with a little work that would change. Yasmin looked a little slimmer, her measurements were 35C-25-34, and they hadn’t known each other before starting at the Ponygirl Adventure Ranch. Wendy also hired an Asian girl, Keiko, she was tall at five feet and seven inches she weighed 157 pounds. Her measurements were 36A-28-40; a little running and good diet would be helping to change that, too. Keiko was gorgeous she had straight black hair to the middle of her back, and brown eyes with little black flecks.

Bart had been real busy, the two Latinas, were tattooed in the same color and style, Miss Wendell had told him she intended them to run as a team. So Ivette and Yasmin each had their names tattooed on their left breasts and CP-CW on each of their bellies, in a circle just above their pussies. He also had to pierce each of their nipples. He had to replace a large ring in the outer edge of Yasmin’s left nostril, with a much smaller one.

Keiko took a bit more work, she needed all of the piercings, and he started with the tattoos when Betty brought her in that first evening. Her tattoo color was harder to find, he knew she would get darker when she started spending a lot of time in the sun. He decided to do a couple of piercings now and the rest in two days. When Betty brought Keiko in there were a few problems. She had agreed to the tattoos and piercing, but she had hoped to convince them not to actually do them. She sat in the chair and Bart had strapped her wrists in place, she started to get antsy while he was putting the seatbelt around her middle. With Betty’s help she was strapped in place, Bart explained that she had signed a contract agreeing to the tattoos and he would be doing them, she sat back resigned for now. When he had completed Keiko, she wasn’t quite so upset. Then after the CP-CW, she was calmed quite a bit.

That wasn’t so bad, she said. I thought it would hurt a lot more. That’s kind of pretty.”

Bart brought the piercing tools over to the chair; he took a deep breath, This will hurt a bit more. With that he prepared the skin on her nipples for piercing, after he washed each nipple. He applied disinfectant, and with one smooth stroke pushed his piercing needle through Keiko’s left nipple, he put the ring through and moved to her right side.

Are you ok, he asked? She looked a bit pale, but she nodded. Bart pushed the needle through Keiko’s right nipple and put the ring in place.

I need to do two more, I figured to wait until tomorrow or the next day. What do you think? he asked.

She looked up at him, Am I going to be real sore then?”

Yes probably pretty bad. This is actually the best time and that way you won’t come back over here all sore and tender, and they can heal all at once. Bart looked at her carefully. She closed her dark brown eyes.

Let’s keep going, then I can just lay there and suffer tomorrow, she said, keeping her eyes closed. Bart pierced her navel quickly.

Then he said to her, this next one will be a bit harder. You have to be perfectly still, if I don’t get it perfectly straight your tongue stud will be crooked forever. She nodded and put her tongue out; Betty held a small plastic foam block under her tongue for him. Five minutes later she had her tongue stud in place. Betty assisted her out and to her stall. Bart checked on her a couple of times over the next few days. She did very well; she actually healed faster than usual. She was healed enough to be back on her feet in three days, her nipples were still sore for a couple of weeks, but she was healed enough to get her training started.

Ponygirls with larger breasts, like Yasmin, had an extra strap that was part of the pulling harness that went around their chest below their breasts to hold them up and control motion. Without any sort on motion control they often got sore breasts and many have had to take days off to heal. Time costs money, Wendy made sure that each ponygirl who needed her breasts supported had it. Often a girl started believing she would need the extra strap found that she didn’t need it after she lost the extra weight, when they lost excess fat, their breasts lost weight too.

Miss Wendell had a pair of permanent rings and bells for Chloe. One evening after Xian had bathed and fed Chloe, she put a fresh pair of hoof-boots and pony-hands on and took her without a bridal or bit to the tattoo shop. Bart met them at the door, and sent Chloe to the last chair. Chloe put her arms on the chair for Bart to strap down. He put the waist belt around her and removed her CBR’s. Chloe sat very still while he installed the new segmented rings, with her new bells hanging from longer chains. He put a drop of super-glue on each end and made sure each was aligned perfectly before he pronounced them done. Chloe found out they were permanent when she got back to her stall and wanted Xian to remove the bells so she could go to bed.



On Friday morning Glenda was late getting to Erin’s stall, Erin was awake and standing when Glenda arrived. Glenda was pushing a small cart; among other things Erin’s breakfast was on the cart. After she ate Erin brushed her teeth. She went over to the tack on the counter and stood there waiting for Glenda to put her tack on.

We’re not putting tack on today Erin. Please come over here and sit down. Erin did as she was instructed. Glenda had a black leather collar trimmed with sterling silver on the cart, she locked it around Erin’s neck. Next she had a set of wrist and ankle cuffs that matched the collar, she put these on Erin. Also on the cart were several silk dresses that fit Erin like the one’s Miss Evie had sent for Ione. Glenda had Erin try each one on. Each dress was very short, so short that the bell from Erin’s clitoris showed beneath the hem. The top was a so small that Erin’s breast showed when she moved around. Glenda folded the dresses and put them into a valise. Glenda’s cell phone rang; it was Miss Wendell letting her know it was time to bring Erin to the office. She didn’t know that Miss Wendell knew her cell phone number. She locked a leash onto Erin’s collar, and took her to the office, entering through the private entrance. The only time she used the private entrance to Miss Wendell’s office was when she was expected, if she came for some business of her own, she came in through the front.

Miss Evie and Ione were already there; Miss Wendell took the leash from Glenda.

Thank you, Glenda, now go ahead and have your weekend. We will see you on Monday. She said. Glenda went to Erin and hugged her and whispered good-bye in her ear.

After Glenda left, Wendy turned to Erin, Are you all-right, she asked? You seem unusually reserved.”

No, I’m fine, she answered. She looked around at Ione and Miss Evie, What’s up?”

You know that Ione isn’t going to be your groom for the weekend like we had hoped, but Evie still wants to have you for the weekend. I’m sending you with her, to her place. This way you still get your pay and she will also give you the tip you agreed on last month. You won’t be doing any ponygirl duties, but you will be her pet.”

Miss Evie stood up, I think we should get this show on the road, here’s your check. She handed Wendy a check, and Wendy gave her the end Erin’s leash. She handed Wendy the end of Ione’s leash.

Miss Evie smiled as she stood next to Erin, This is like having a standard instead of a toy. She looked over at Ione, I’ll see you Sunday, this isn’t forever just for the weekend. She picked up Erin’s bag and led her toward the door. Erin’s bells were jingling and tinkling as Miss Evie led her through the outer office. They got into Miss Evie’s Lincoln.



When they got to Miss Evie’s home she led Erin into the house. Erin was surprised to see all the people working there; they were not surprised or upset to see Miss Evie leading a naked woman with a collar and cuffs. She took Erin upstairs to the master bedroom.

This is our room, just stand right here for a minute, she said to Erin. Miss Evie picked up the end of a long chain that was attached to a loop set in the floor, and locked it to Erin’s collar at the same time she unlocked the leash. You can reach the toilet from here. She went into the bathroom and returned with a small case; she put the case down on the table beside the bed. Miss Evie opened the case it held several butt-plugs, all of them size seven. She selected one of the plugs and applied some lube to the end.

Erin turn around for me. She pressed the butt-plug against Erin’s anus. Arch for me, and it’ll go in easier, Miss Evie suggested. Erin arched her back and her butt turned up, the butt-plug slid into her easily. Erin moaned slightly when the widest portion entered her anus.

They spent the rest of the afternoon quietly at home. Erin didn’t mind, but things seemed quiet and tame. Miss Evie made her sit on a towel if she sat in any fabric-covered chair, and pointed out the chairs that she was not allowed to use at all. When evening came and all of her outside help quit for the day, Miss Evie took Erin for a walk outside. They came back and stopped on the patio next to the pool, there was a long chain coiled next to Miss Evie’s chair. She locked the chain to Erin’s collar and unhooked the leash.

You can reach the pool from here, if you want. It shouldn’t be cold the sun has been shining on it all day, Miss Evie suggested.

Erin nodded enthusiastically and went to the edge of the pool, it was huge obviously Olympic sized, Erin slipped into the water, she was afraid to jump, she didn’t want to come up short and hit the end of the chain. She looked back to see she still had several coils of chain left. She swam around a bit and got out, when she looked around for a towel, a maid was there immediately to hand her one. The maid was dressed in a gray and white stiffly starched uniform she had several towels on a large wicker tray. This is really strange, she thought. I’m here on a leash and this maid is bringing me a towel. The maid was looking at her nipple rings and the bells. Erin realized she was looking for the way to take them off.

They don’t come off, Erin told her.

The maid looked at them, Oh my, was all she said. She put another towel on the chair next to Erin, and went back inside the house.

Miss Evie called Erin, Please come over here a minute. Let me take a look at you. When Erin stepped up beside the lounge chair that Miss Evie sat in. Her pussy was even with Miss Evie’s face, Miss Evie picked up the bell hanging from Erin’s pussy. She pulled gently, Erin moaned slightly. Miss Evie put her fingers between Erin’s lips as she traced the chain to the end. When she got to the end she grasped Erin’s clitoris between her thumb and forefinger. She rolled Erin’s clitoris between her fingers, Erin writhed, but did her best not to pull too far.

You have a huge clit, I’ve never seen one this big. It’s real sensitive too, isn’t it? she said as she pinched her fingers harder. Erin moaned again, quite loudly. Miss Evie suddenly let go of Erin; she turned back to her book.

Go get back in the pool! she said to Erin. And keep your hands up where I can see um. Erin just stood there for a few minutes. Miss Evie pushed gently on Erin’s hip. Erin turned and went back to the pool and she slipped into the water.

In a while Miss Evie called Erin to come over to her, she attached her leash and unlocked the chain. After you get washed up, we can have dinner, she said. They went in the house then upstairs to the room she had shown Erin earlier. Erin stopped by the end of the chain so Miss Evie could lock her up again. Miss Evie shook her head, No I’ll take your collar and cuffs off so you can take a shower. I don’t really think you’ll run away, I just like having a really good lookin woman on a leash. Erin nodded.

Do you want me to give you a bath? she asked. Ione told me that a groom gives you a bath every day. Turn around and I’ll take that butt plug out of you. Erin turned around for her; she arched to make it as easy as possible to get the butt plug out of her. Miss Evie pressed on the end and gently pressed it in small circles. Erin began to moan softly, Miss Evie grasped the end of the butt plug and twisted while she pulled and removed it from Erin.

Well the groom does bathe me, I’ve only been there for a couple of months, so I still remember how. If you want to wash me, it’s your deal, it would probably be real nice, Erin responded. She hoped that she let Miss Evie know that it was her call, she could wash herself, but it would be nice to just stand there and have Miss Evie wash her off.

Good come on in the bathroom, said Miss Evie, as she walked into the bathroom, check out the shower. Miss Evie took off her clothes as she walked, dropping them as she went. When she got to the shower she was naked. Miss Evie slid the shower door open. The shower was huge at least eight feet square, with six shower nozzles. Miss Evie was not exactly beautiful, but she was not bad looking. She was about five feet and four inches tall and weighed about 130 pounds. Her breasts were medium sized and had large dark brown areolas.

She stepped back so Erin could get in too. She washed herself while Erin waited, then she started washing Erin. When she was done with a very thorough bath, she began to fondle Erin’s pussy and anus. When Erin started to moan and writhe about. Miss Evie turned off the water and said, Let’s get dried off, and get our dinner. Miss Evie had a real big blow dryer and Erin’s hair was dry in a matter of minutes.

Where did you get this dryer, I want one of these, remarked Erin. We all have real long hair and it seems to take forever sometimes.

Aren’t you still all turned on? Miss Evie asked incredulously.

Yes, I am, Erin answered, but I am so turned on so much of the time I’m used to it.”

Ione said you ran all day everyday all turned on. That sometimes you are so wet that you come in to the corral with dust and dirt stickin to your pussy and thighs. This evening we are going to see what you can do, Miss Evie smiled bleakly. Erin had a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. They walked down the stairs and went to the dining room. Dinner was all laid out on the table; a chair was set-aside for Erin, a towel was folded and lay on the seat.

Erin finished most of her dinner, she ate plenty of vegetables and a few bites of roast turkey, but she had lost her appetite for meat. She was surprised, on some days she believed that the meatless diet Wendy provided was terrible the rest of the time she just disliked it immensely. She knew that being naked all the time left no place to hide any body fat, and that Wendy’s menu was superb for fat reduction.

Miss Evie made small talk, and Erin nodded and said, yes at the proper times. Miss Evie thought Erin was a wonderful conversationalist. When they were done Erin went upstairs to brush her teeth. When she was done Miss Evie was waiting in the bedroom for her, she had a set of wrist and ankle cuffs with a matching collar. This set was polished stainless steel, the collar was contoured to fit her neck comfortably, not just a flat two inch steel band. Miss Evie put the collar around Erin’s neck and locked it with a small polished brass padlock. The wrist and ankle cuffs had self-locks mounted on the outside of each band. The collar had five rings evenly spaced around the outside to lock on to. The wrist cuffs had three rings and the ankle cuffs had two. Each was decorated with gold appliqués of ED, just like the tattoo on Ione’s breast. Miss Evie snapped her leash on the collar and took Erin downstairs. The house was empty of servants and domestics, except for a couple of voices from the kitchen.

Tomorrow evening I’m having a little party, just a few people, maybe ten couples. They are all members of a small club that I have. In each couple one of them is the Master and the other is a slave. We have parties as often as we can, someone has to provide entertainment and tomorrow it’s my turn. Tomorrow night you will be the entertainment.”

Oh, what will I have to do? Erin asked cautiously.

Nothing, I’ll take care of everything, Miss Evie smiled. The sick feeling in Erin’s stomach returned.

Come on over here, sit by me for a little while, Miss Evie patted the upright chair on her right. Erin sat there and Miss Evie fondled her breasts and nipples. She began to play with Erin’s pussy and her clitoris. She fondled Erin carefully, she intended to make Erin as turned on and stimulated as possible without letting her have an orgasm. If she went too far and gave Erin an orgasm, she could just start over.

After about an hour and a half Erin started to sob, tears streamed down her cheeks.

Would you like to have an orgasm, Erin? Would you like me to finish you? she asked.

Erin continued to cry, Yes, please, she sobbed.

Uumm, No, Miss Evie said coldly. Would you like to finish yourself, while I watch?”

Oh-ok, Erin said softly.

No, maybe not, Miss Evie said again. Erin put your hands behind your neck. When Erin put her hands up behind her neck Miss Evie locked her wrists to two of the collar rings with two short pieces of chain, giving Erin’s each of arms about eighteen inches of movement.

She effectively kept Erin from touching herself below the waist.

Erin do you know what a Sybian Horse is? Have you ever seen one? Miss Evie asked.

No, I’ve never heard of that breed. She answered.

That’s not what it is, Erin, She said. She took the leash and led Erin into another room. It looked like a small dance floor, or party room. At one end of the room was a short heavy table; on top of the table was a rounded device that looked like the seat part of an English riding saddle, but a bit smaller, from the center of the seat a large dildo stood up. It was curved slightly forward.

Ione told me how far into you she put her arm, she also told me that you almost fainted. Tomorrow we will find out if you actually will get so turned on that you do faint. Erin didn’t say anything; she just looked at the dildo sticking up from Miss Evie’s toy. She realized that was why Miss Evie was doing so much to turn her on and the not let her have an orgasm, just get so close, and then stop.

This isn’t as big as Ione’s little arm, but it’s the best I could find on short notice, looks pretty good, Miss Evie was pleased with herself. Come on, it’s bedtime, let’s go upstairs. When they got upstairs, Miss Evie locked the chain to Erin’s collar.

Miss Evie looked at her gravely, I think maybe I should leave the chains on, help you keep your hands away from where we wouldn’t want to see them.



Erin woke up in the morning when she heard the maid cleaning up in the bathroom, and muttering about picking up Miss Evie’s clothing. Erin got up and went in to the bathroom. The maid looked up and saw Erin coming into the bathroom she looked at Erin carefully.

Wow, Ione said you were very tall, and very beautiful, she said softly. Erin stepped closer, she nodded and then looked toward the toilet, the maid realized what Erin wanted and opened the lid for her. Erin was unselfconscious about using the toilet with her still in the room. When she was done, she sat there a minute trying to decide what to do. With her hands locked above her waist she couldn’t even reach the paper, let alone to apply it to its purpose. She smiled to herself In other words, I can’t even wipe my own butt. The maid showed Erin the value of good domestic help. Without a word she stepped forward and got a handful of paper and held it until Erin leaned forward. When Erin did she wiped her anus carefully, and then got a second handful and did it again for her.

She’s crazy, you know, she whispered in Erin’s ear. Erin nodded quickly with a couple of little motions. She held up her hands demonstrating the wrist cuffs and shrugged. She knew there was nothing she could do. Miss Evie was going to try to get her so turned on and then see if she could make her actually pass out from the sensations. Erin didn’t mind that Miss Evie wanted to show her to her friends, but trying to make her faint was just mean, especially telling her about it before. Erin knew that she could not resist, once Miss Evie started to fondle her nipples and play with her clitoris she would be unable to resist or stop from getting so very stimulated.

The phone in the bedroom beside the bed rang, Erin heard Miss Evie answer it. Miss Evie was not happy when she was done. She came into the bathroom, she had the keys for the collar and cuffs, she unlocked Erin.

Something has come up, she said, I’ll take you home. Please hurry and get your bag and get ready to go. Erin waited in the bedroom, all she had to do was pick up the bag and she was ready. She hadn’t worn any clothes for two months. When Miss Evie came out of the bathroom she was dressed in designer jeans and a western shirt, with the tails out.

I need you to put on a dress, she opened Erin’s bag and picked out a pale blue silk one. Here this one. Erin put it on, the silk was nearly transparent, and it was so short that the bell dangling from her clitoris was visible below the hem; her body was clearly visible through the material. Miss Evie had a leather collar that she locked around Erin’s neck. She put a leash on the collar. Miss Evie opened the little case of butt-plugs she had for Erin. She looked through the contents as though she had to choose one. Actually all of the butt-plugs were identical. She finally decided on one and picked it out. She had a little disposable packet of lube, after she applied lube to the butt-plug she turned to Erin.

Step over here for a minute Erin, she said brightly, as thought she wanted to show Erin an interesting photo or a pretty hat. Erin approached and turned around, she arched her back to present her anus to Miss Evie. Maybe she had to let Miss Evie put a butt-plug in her, but she didn’t have to let her enjoy it too much.

Miss Evie glowered at Erin, but she pushed the butt-plug carefully into her anus. Erin gasped when the larger part went through; Miss Evie turned the end of the butt-plug in a circle to get it seated correctly. Erin moaned slightly, Miss Evie stopped and stood.

I guess we better get this show on the road, she said as she started getting around to leave. She picked up a package from a stand behind the bed and dropped it into Erin’s bag. She took the end of the leash and led Erin out to her car and they got in and she backed out of the driveway.

As soon as they were on the road, Miss Evie made several phone calls, she called Wendy and told her something had come up and that she had to leave town and go to Atlanta, that she was bringing Erin back and would be there in about an hour and a half. Then she called her pilot to make arrangements to fly to Atlanta. She settled back and started to drive faster. After about an hour she pulled off the highway and went through a drive-thru and got food for each of them, and they were back on their way. They got to Wendy’s ranch exactly when she said she would. Wendy was in her office, and Xian was there with her, Ione was not there.

What’s going on? Wendy was concerned. She looked at Erin.

Miss Evie held up her hand, and shook her head. The CEO of one of my companies, in Atlanta, was arrested by the SEC, the CFO left town. He probably went to New Hampshire. Erin was wonderful, but I’ve got to go to Atlanta, now. I may be as long as three or four months, can I leave Ione here?”

Of course, whatever you need, replied Wendy.

She looked at Erin, You may want to give that package I gave you to Miss Wendell for safekeeping, and you look beautiful in that dress. She handed Wendy a cell phone, it had a small tag with Ione hand written on it. With that Miss Evie, got up and headed out. Erin got the package out of her bag, and opened it, she brought it to Wendy, and it was full of money. Bank banded packets of one hundred dollar bills.

It’s your tip, the whole thirty thousand dollars. What do you think of that? said Wendy. I’ll put it in my safe now and I’ll take it to your safety deposit box Monday morning. Before you go out take off the dress, and it does look good on you. She looked toward Xian, Take that butt-plug out of her when you get to the stable. Wendy obviously did not share Miss Evie’s fascination with butt-plugs.

Erin said, Thanks, it’s hardly much of a dress, though. She stood up and took it off; she dropped it into her bag. Xian had the

end of her leash. They went out and headed for Erin’s stall. Erin’s bells jingled and tinkled as she moved across the room and through the door.