pony training

Story written by My slave, purcelus, based on real facts.

“During our week-end break in Andalucía with Goddess EZADA, we have visited Gibraltar and on the way back to our hotel, we stopped in Marbella to enjoy a dinner in traditional Spaniard restaurant.

After a nice dinner, I proposed to my Mistress to make a short walk on the beach of Marbella. After few minutes, My mistress said: “I am tired slave, I want to ride you!”.

It was a pleasure for me to hear my Goddess saying that, but I was also feared because the car was parked about 2 kilometers to our place.

To be honest, I love to wear my Mistress, to feel Her weight. I dream to be trained hard, very hard to be able one day to have the honor to be ridden on my shoulders by my Mistress in the street. I find that it’s very sensual, especially when the Mistress wears leather and boots, and also humiliating and tiring.

After hundreds meters on the beach, we go back in the city center, taking some stairs, crossing some roads. I was already exhausted, and sad to say to my Goddess that I couldn’t go until the car.

Mistress Ezada with a calm and strong ton of voice tells: “until the car I said, slave”. In the same time like a Riding Queen, She gives me some kicks with her boots to say : GO!.

I tried some meters more but I failed and it remained me just the energy to avoid making fell down my Goddess.

She said : “You are useless, not able to carry me where I want, piece of shit.”

She ordered me: “present balls!” She gave me very hard kicks in my balls. I tried to go back in possiton as soon as possible despite the pain she inflicted to me. Then, She enters in a rage. She slapped my face very hard, kicked me everywhere, in my belly, in my ribs, in my ass; she really beat me down in the street.

When I was not able to go up again, She put Her right boot with full force on my back, then on my head, crushing my face against the Marbella’s ground. She said:

“You are good for nothing, piece of shit. You don’t deserve to be my slave. All of my slave have to carry me whenever, wherever and how long I want”.

I can’t stay on the ground like that. I was really tired after our day in Gibraltar, where my Goddess used me also. Moreover My mistress kicked me so hard that I had difficult to walk alone.

But I love my Goddess. So I beg her on my knees to have another chance. My Mistress accepts it. I found some more energy given by my head to carry my Empress for 100 meters more.

After the 100 meters, She saw that I can’t continue. And She ask me to come down. Then She leaves me here like She doesn’t want to keep me as Your slave. I am too weak for Her.

I walk behind My Empress quickly, then I lose my mind : I fell on my knees, then stay in waiting position in the main street of Marbella. I said :

“please Goddess, please. Don’t leave me. Don’t bury me “

She makes me a sign : “Heel position”  with her left hand.

Then we walked like that until the car. I don’t know if somebody looked the scene. I guess that Yes, but how many people? I could see only my Goddess, Her boots, her legs; I tried to be perfectly synchronized with Her steps. Everything around me hadn’t importance; my attention was only focused on my Goddess. My mistress could do everything with me at this time: be full naked, add a leash at my collar to come back to the car, suck the first unknown man we meet in the street. I had no control at all. My family, my colleagues, my friends could be around me, looking at me, there was no importance.

On the way to the car, My Mistress exchanges a little smile with me. She was happy and not disappointed as few minutes before. I think that my Owner wanted to test me. She like to push my limits. She like to see if I am full in love for Her, if I am ready to do whatever she wants. Of course She knows that I am not able to carry Her for a long distance, and I guess that She would have stop before the car.

I adore Her. I adore when She pushes my limits. She did it, but every time she push them a little bit more, as if she already knew that I will be able to reach a new level of submission, humiliation,…

I know that She will train me more so that I am able to wear Her with dignity for a very long walk. I have a fantasy: wear on my shoulders my Goddess until the car, until our hotel room, until exhaustion. So like the greek “messenger”: Philippides announcing the win of Greece during the war against Perses , saying : ”Thank You my Empress” before fainting.

I love Her. I love Her every time, but I love Her a little bit more during these intense private moments, intense intimate emotions I share with my Mistress, when I lose completely my self-control, my mind. Oh, I remember another intense time I had the chance to live in Italy, at Sorrento with Her… But I will narrate you this story next time.”