EXTRACT FOR
Ponyland
(Miranda Birch)

Through the door, he was at once accosted by a hefty woman who looked to be in her thirties. She lost no time. 



"So you're Graham, are you?" 



She looked him up and down haughtily. 



"Er, yes... hi..." 



Graham held out his hand. The woman just stared at him. 



"Well, while you are in my charge, you are a pony, not a man. Got it?" 



Wow! Thought Graham. They didn't waste any time, did they? Straight into the role-play! His heart was beating fast. 



"Oh, er... yes... yes..." 



"Good! Graham's a stupid name for a pony. I think..." She paused and looked him over again with a decidedly contemptuous air. "I think 'Gumdrop' will do for you. Do you like that name, Gumdrop?" 



"I... well..." Graham stammered. 



"Don't give a fuck if you like or not, actually," the woman continued, as though speaking to self. "It's your name while you're here." Her eyes bored into his. Have you got that, Gumdrop?" 



"Yes, er... right..." Graham flushed. 



"Right, Gumdrop! Out of those clothes!" 



"What, right now? But..." 



"Yes, right now, Gumdrop! Come on!" 



She picked up a riding crop from the standing desk beside and slapped it menacingly against one leather boot. The boots, Graham suddenly noticed, had cruel-looking spurs attached. His heart leapt in his mouth. Oh my! Nervously, he began to disrobe under the stern gaze of this Amazon. He saw her eyebrows lift slightly when he lowered his boxers, revealing the newly-purchased CB-6000 he had locked onto himself that morning. 



"I"ll have the key for that, I think!" she barked at him. 



She obviously knew what it was, then, Graham remarked to himself. Wow! They were really into it! 



"I... I left it at home... I thought it would be..." 



"Yeah, whatever... just as well, because you'd wouldn't be getting out of it during your stay anyway. No wanking for our ponies!" 



She gave the riding crop another hefty whack against the side of her leather boot for emphasis. 



"Follow me, then, Gumdrop." 



She abruptly turned on her heel, gesturing imperiously to Graham to follow. She turned her head as she reached the inner door, and saw Graham lagging behind to gather his clothes. 



"Leave them!" she bellowed. 



Graham looked up in confusion. 



"They'll be collected and put away for the duration of your visit." 



She waited. 



"Come on! Drop 'em and come with me! Ponies don't have clothes, Gumdrop!" 



Graham gulped, dropped his clothes, and walked up to the woman who stood impatiently at the door. 



"Good boy, Gumdrop!" she said indulgently, and patted his rump. Gosh! He felt a bit like a beast of burden already! 



She ushered him through the door then. He gasped as he looked around the big room, more like a barn than a room, it was so big and high. A barn -- or a stable. And indeed that is what it was. Half a dozen naked men were there, and a few naked women; and several clothed females, all staff by the look of them. 



"This is Gumdrop," his escort said flatly to a young woman lounging on a bale of hay by the door. No leather outfit for this one. She was dressed in a starched white blouse, tan jodhpurs, highly-polished brown riding boots, with spurs. The girl stood up, looked him up and down with much the same haughty expression as the first woman. She just nodded. 



"Just the afternoon for him." 



"Right," the girl nodded again. 



The other woman gave Graham a hefty slap on the rump. 



"Be seeing you, Gumdrop! Enjoy!" 



And then she was gone. 



The younger woman wasted no time. 



"Right, Gumdrop, let's get you harnessed up and then you can show me your paces, eh?" 



She didn't wait for an answer. She stood up and walked over to a large rack with all sorts of leather straps and what-not hanging from it, and after some thought and frequent glances at Gumdrop, selected a few pieces. Meanwhile Graham stared at her: the tightly-jodphured arse, the shiny leather boots, also with spurs attached... 



She turned, holding the leather items, and looked at Gumdrop's crotch. 



"I'm glad to see that has been taken care of," she remarked. "Total chastity is absolutely mandatory for all our animals here in Ponyland."