Part 33 of Ponygirl for Hire
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Part 33 of Ponygirl for Hire
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Letitia.
When they got Letitia the owner wouldn’t give her anything to wear, he owned the dress she wore in, and wouldn’t let her wear it away. He offered to sell it for another thousand dollars. Denise had an extra dress for Erin, and put it on Letitia. Letitia had a tiny black leather bag with her, she handed it to Denise. What’s this? You can have a bag if you want, Denise said. It’s my bank books and safety deposit keys, ma’am. I thought you would want to know what I was bringing, Letitia said, very respectfully. Thank you for saving me, from him. I might not have lived through the winter. Letitia had tears in her eyes. The only reason I got anything was because the PRA took my winnings and deposited it for me, she said glumly. Is there a copy of your contract in here too, asked Denise. Letitia nodded. Where is she, the one who beat me? Is she here, I was afraid, but now I’m thankful.” We’ll all ride together, you’ll have a chance to talk, in a while, Wendy told her. They had traded the driving duties, so the drive took the all of next day and part of the night. They arrived just before midnight, but the party was going full-tilt when they got there. The ponygirls had to take their dogs to the kennels, except Erin, Willi took care of Ajax for her. The dogs would be left in the kennels tonight, the party would go until morning, so there would be someone awake all the time. When they got to their own racetrack, nearly one hundred revelers were there to greet them. All of the track personnel and friends of Wendy and Denise, many of the ponygirls were there too. Customers who wanted to be part of the celebration had driven some ponygirls to the track from the ranch. Erin was toasted by almost everybody all evening and now that she was here, it started all over again. She was taken to the bath stall by Alicia and given a quick bath, and brought back out. Alicia asked if she wanted to wear anything, all she wanted were hoof-boots. She came back out wearing her hoof-boots and a collar. Alicia took Letitia to the bath stall after she got Erin done. She was back with her in just a little, too. While she was in the bath stall, Irina found a pair of high-heeled sandals for her. Erin ran out of gas about 2AM, and got Orson to take her to her stall. She also wanted to have her collar chain secured. Orson had to go and get Ajax for her, too. She was asleep before Orson was back with Ajax. He went over to Erin and sniffed her over and then lay down beside her bed. The next morning started about 10AM, for the grooms and handlers. It didn’t start until noon for Erin, Stacy, and Veronika. Ajax woke her up and wanted out, she got Mona, who was on the desk to come down and let her out. She took Ajax out to the far side of the corral, and she urinated right beside him. She heard a step from the rear of the stable and looked around to see Willi coming toward her. She stayed in her urinating position while Willi wiped her vulva and inner labia. She smiled at Willi. It’s still like a dream, Erin said calmly. I can hardly believe it, won it all. A few years ago, the championship could be won with just three or four races. Now you have to win that many just at the finals to get into the championship race, Willi said. Lenore, that Jacqui had was only in five races total to win the Zone One championship. Now it’s the whole west side of the country.” Yeah, good thing for me there’s no race to consolidate the East and West championships, Erin sounded relieved. While they were talking Denise and Aaron came around the end of the stable. They came over and hugged Erin. Well how does it feel to be the champion, Denise asked? We were just talking about that. I’m not sure I really know. I was out of it for the whole time. I actually remember going into the clinic for the urine test, and then when Willi told me that we’d won, Erin told her. What I actually came for was to ask you if you want to get the championship tattoo, Denise said. What is it?” Willi spoke up, It’s a tiny tattoo on the side of your Brust. She touched the left side of Erin’s left breast, beside her areola. Right about there, only you can have the championship tattoo put on.” What’s it look like, Erin asked? Denise was given the stencil after the race by the PRA Rep. she got it out for Erin. It was a “W-05 for western championship, in 2005 and it was colored red. Erin looked at it, it didn’t seem to bad to her. No one else can have it, you won it all, Willi said. You are Landesmeisterin. She was smiling, at Erin. Well I guess so, it doesn’t look too bad to me. Yeah, let’s do it, She said. Yeah, let’s go and do it now, she said. I like the idea.” Before you go, we, Denise pointed to Aaron and herself, have a little something for you.” It’s for all you’ve done for us, getting us started, with ponygirl racing, Aaron said. Let’s go over by the office Erin, Denise suggested. When the walked around the corner of the stable, Erin could see several people gathered around the parking lot. As they walked closer she could see a covered shape in the parking lot. When they got near, the crowd parted and she could see it was a car with a cover over it. As they approached the little crowd moved back so Erin and Denise could get close to the car. Erin when you won the championship for me, it really put my team on the map. I knew of a little something you once mentioned that you really wanted. When you got the championship for me, something I really wanted, I, or we, Denise indicated Aaron, got this for you. She stepped back and pulled the car cover off, with one sweeping pull. There was Erin’s dream car, a red Corvette, with black leather interior. She just stood there. Wow! That’s beautiful. Thank You, so much, Erin was overjoyed. Here’s the keys, Aaron held them out to her. I guess you can’t really put them in your pocket, he chuckled. She took them in her hand. I do know where to put them, she went to the door and opened it to put the key in the ignition. She ran right into a photographer. Oh, sorry, she stopped and posed for him. She held her arms out toward the little car. Wait a minute, Irina was there with a comb and brush and a small make-up kit. I’ll just take care of a couple of things.” She combed and brushed Erin’s hair, and had a little make-up for her eyes and lips. She also put a little gold chain between her nipple rings. Do you want these shoes, she asked? Denise stepped forward, How about hoof-boots?” Aaron has another set of keys, how about if we get come pictures of him presenting them to you? Then you can change and go driving. She took the keys from Erin and put them into the ignition. Denise had a little red W sticker she gave it to Irina. Willi will you show Irina where to place this sticker, so the tattoo will be in the pictures. Irina placed it on Erin’s breast, where Willi directed. They all posed for pictures as Aaron presented the keys to Erin, then as Denise presented the keys, then all over again with Willi in the pictures, too. They had to wait for Irina to get the right color make-up for Willi, and put it on. When they were done, they went to the little dining room for a luncheon. Wendy had it catered by her ranch cafeteria; she was there and had Mona get Veronika and Stacy to attend. She called earlier and they were ready when she got there. I want to toast my three favorite winning ponygirls, Wendy started. I got some interesting news this morning. When she had everyone’s attention she went on. The PRA called this morning, it seems that Letitia’s jockey was hitting the other jockey and ponygirl, and then tried to hit Stacy. So they disqualified the entry. Everyone was quiet. A little investigation showed that the owner, and I use that term loosely, Mr. Rip Miller was behind it. Also the jockey was not approved by the PRA, so the entry was never valid, Denise added. The sale of Letitia was not valid, because the contract she signed has no termination date, so I’ll be getting my money back, too.” What happens to Letitia, Stacy asked? Well when I talked to her about it earlier, she was a little disappointed, I told her she could sign a real contract with me and be a racer with Erin. She and I have already made the deal.” Where is she, now, Erin asked? About that time Letitia came in with Mandy Wills, a handler from Tennessee. She was escorted to a seat beside Erin, which had been left empty. When the luncheon was over, Denise got Erin, Letitia, and Willi aside to talk to them. She told them about the plans she had for building her facility here on the track property. It would be another building exactly like the one Wendy had here. It would include eight full sized stalls and twenty more guest stalls. The ground breaking had already taken place and the foundation was in the ground. She expected to be up and going within the next month. She hired Willi from Wendy and several grooms and handlers were on the way here. The only disappointment I have is that Wendy would not let me hire Alicia for Erin, she looked a little sad. I really wanted to be able to tell you that Alicia would be here with you, she said to Erin. The only other thing to tell you that might directly affect any of you is that Mrs. Rush will be leasing room from me for her ponygirl. She’s found one in Colorado, Denise said. In fact she’s there now getting her and her stuff brought here.” Willi had a double sulky for Erin and Letitia to pull to the ranch the next morning, for their tattoos. She had Orson put their harnesses on them. He had Erin’s harness from the ranch and an adjustable harness from the training stable. The racing harness would not work for pulling double. Letitia would be getting custom made racing harnesses, but she wouldn’t need the commercial harness from the ranch, so Orson got the one for today. He also had the chest harness that Alicia got for breast support, for each of them. Orson told Letitia that Erin, on the left set the pace and the she was to match her, the sulky would go straight when she matched Erin. Willi started them walking first, then she increased their speed until they were running easily together. They covered the sixteen miles in just over four hours. Two grooms were waiting to take them to training stalls for their lunches and baths. Willi went over to the shop to give Bart the tattoo stencils, and then she went to lunch with Wendy. Betty came by after they had lunch and were given baths; she had collars and leashes for them. Erin was back at the ranch, and was required to wear a collar and leash or bridle and check rein. Betty took them both to the tattoo shop for Bart to do. Bart welcomed them into the shop, and had them sit in the chairs. He fastened the wrist straps and seat belts. I’m glad you won and I’m glad you’re letting me put the tattoo on. I got the location and the stencil is ready. You don’t have any of the tattoos that Denise requires. He went to Letitia and introduced himself. You are keeping the same PRA number, but it’s only done in the barcode, so I’ll have to put it in numbers over your nipple and your name and Mrs. Winters logo on you. I’ll get started with Erin since I only have to do the one on her.” He had the stencil ready, and did the tattoo quickly. When he was done she had the W-05 on the left side of her left breast beside her areola. He released Erin’s seat belt and wrist straps, and then he went over to Letitia’s chair. I’ve never tried to do any tattoo’s on black skin before, but I’ve picked a pretty color for you. She nodded. Mrs. Winters also wants your nipples pierced, like Erin’s. Are you ready to start?” Yes, I’m ready, she said. Is it going to hurt my nipples much? Well some, but not too bad, and not for too long, Bart answered. He put the stencil on and then began the tattoo; soon he had Letitia on the upper curve of her left breast. The next tattoo was her PRA number 603634 on her right areola. Her number remained the same, she was just registered as Denise’s ponygirl. Bart adjusted the chair back so he could apply Denise’s sign low on Letitia’s belly. Miller had permanently depilated her pussy and armpits, so there was only the matter of applying the tattoo. He put on the stencil and then tattooed her, when he was done she had DLW within an inverted triangle with rounded points that ended at the cleft of her vulva. The only thing left is the nipple piercing.” Bart wiped her nipples with disinfectant and marked each for the holes. When he was done Letitia had a 16ga, by inch, gold CBR in each dark brown nipple. Are you going to do my tongue too, like Erin’s, she asked? It’s not required by Mrs. Winters. I can if you want, Bart answered. Well Erin and all the other ponygirls have them.” They were required by Miss Wendell, for ponygirls here at the ranch. They were not racers when they were here, Bart said. But I don’t mind, if you want it. He picked up a tongue needle. I’ll be glad to do that, too.” They walked out a few minutes later. Willi was waiting for them at the training stable, and with Betty’s help harnessed them both. They took them out to the corral and hitched them to the sulky for the trip back to the racetrack. We go to the Rennbahn, Willi said. We will start to walk, schritt, walk.” They started for the track, along the main road, Willi snapped the reins, schneller, faster, she said, loudly. They started to run, lauf, run, Willi said. They ran easily as they went past the customer trail area, they went to the gate marking the end of the open trail. Willi pulled up by the blue and white striped pole. She got out to open the gate, and Erin calmly moved her feet apart and arched her back to urinate. Letitia was amazed; she watched and looked around for Willi. Willi wiped Erin’s vulva and led them through the gate. She stopped them after they were clear of the gate she walked to Letitia’s side, and stroked the side of her cheek, very gently and then the side of her head behind her ear. Liebling, you must piss on the ground. You saw Erin, you should go too, Willi said softly. Then she went to close the gate. Letitia moved her feet apart, and bent her knees like she had seen Erin doing. She arched her back and stood for a little while, but nothing came out. Willi came back from the gate. She put her hand on Letitia’s lower back. You can urinate, just try one more time, liebling, Willi said to her. A little stream started and then became a flood. Letitia moaned softly, and then sighed in relief. She got a big smile on her face. Willi got out a wet wipe and cleaned her vulva and around her urethra. Letitia wriggled her bottom a little. Does that feel good, liebling? Does it feel good to you, Willi asked? Letitia nodded, and stamped her foot. Willi laughed, as she went back to the sulky to head on to the racetrack. She snapped the reins and whistled. Erin and Letitia started walking, and then moving a little faster, but they didn’t go faster than a slow trot. Willi snapped the reins, hard. Schneller, faster, Galopp, schneller, let’s run, Willi yelled. They ran at a good fast pace, Letitia did well matching Erin’s pace. They ran for almost an hour, Willi pulled them up for a rest stop, nicht pissen, she said as she got out of the sulky. Letitia started to spread her feet apart, Erin tapped her on the shoulder. When she looked, Erin shook her head, no. Letitia moved her feet back, and stood up straight. Willi came back quickly and she put her finger in front of her lips, to shush the girls. She began unhooking their harnesses from the sulky as quickly, and quietly as she could. When I get you undone, head for those trees, over there, she nodded to the left. When you get there, wait for me. As soon as the girls were loose they moved to the trees and stopped. Willi was right behind them. She released their pony-hands, and their bridle harnesses. She told them to start back to the ranch, that there were rustlers nearby. Do you know where the ranch is from here, she asked Erin? Erin nodded and pointed toward the ranch house property, Willi nodded. Go off the road. I saw a pickup right over the little hill in the road; if you stay in the bushes they won’t be able to drive through there. No one can keep up with up on foot. Go now, liebling.” The two ponygirls hurried toward the ranch and stable, they did their best to stay low. Willi called the track on her cellphone to report and get some help headed this way. Then she went back to the sulky and moved it off the roadway, behind a clump of brush.
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