The Ponygirl County

Ambers life continued for the next few days, always doing the same. She pulled the cart to the forest, it got loaded with wood, it was pulled to the sawmill and repeated. Every few days Amber had a rest day. But this one day did not help her bum to recover from the constant hits with the crop. Everytime she worked, more red and yellow cane marks were added to her bum. It is already just a red and blue swollen globe. On some occasions the skin is already torn. To prevent infections the wounds are always cleaned in the evening and a cooling unguent is rubbed in.

Matt, her stable hand, knows that it starts to get dangerous, and the marks are to heavy to just ignore and add more. As always there is a catch on it. On one hand, this frees Amber from the hard work as beast of burden, but on the other hand her forced holiday is no joy. Amber remembers the sights of the ponies in holiday, as it is completely normal that every pony needs once in the while a break for regeneration and healing. The county fears that during holidays the ponies will lose their strength and toughness. Again, here ponies only exist for work, they are humans no more and everything else must be agony. So how can you give a break for ponies without pain?

The first and most important thing is humiliation. Amber was brought close to the street in front of the farm. Everyone passing by could see her now. She was tied with her hands above her head to a horizontal bar. Leaving her on tip toes. It is to maintain her trained calves’ muscles.

Her three ring piercings in the nose and the nipples are also connected to the horizontal bar. This stretched her nipples tight resulting in pain with every movement. Moreover, it forces her to look straight up in the sky. This is more effective than a blindfold, as she can never see who passes by on the streets. Her butt and every other wound she has will be treated as good as it is possible for the farmhands. This results in the use of different lotions and herbs. Moreover, the wounds will be covered with bandages to protect them from the elements.

Every other body part gets no such protection and is completely extradited to these elements. The sun burns her skin, resulting in minor sunburn and sweat. The hard labor outside gave her body a brown color and therefore some kind of protection against the sun. Through this exposure the skin will retain this protection and maybe even reinforce it. Another times when it rains it cools her down til she shivers and pulls automatically onto her bindings. Amber is hardened against the cold as well and moreover the herbs strengthen her body’s defenses against diseases. One of the farmhands visits her twice day to clean and feed her. If necessary he will redo a bandage and might appeal some new lotion on a swollen body part.

For Amber it seems as if the time has stopped and the punishment will never end, but in reality it only took 5 days. When she was finally released her whole body felt stiff and hurt terrible, and she was nearly looking forward to work again, as she could move her lower body again. But right now it was turning to become night and the farmhand who took her down, lead her straight to the stable.

At the stable he cleaned her assiduous and removed every bandage. Her swollen butt has a healthy color again, only some scars remained, but they are more a badge for a good pony girl than something to worry about. When she was finally allowed to lay down into the straw, nearly unbound, she realized how little she had slept, hanging there and how tired she suddenly felt.

The next morning, nobody bothered to wake her or even disturb her, giving Amber an incredible relaxing day. She kept laying in her stray as much as she wanted. Only moved to eat something from her through. It contained potato mash and some small cutted steak, the best food Amber has ever tried as a pony. At the beginning of twilight, when the other ponies were brought back into the stable, Matt took her out and allowed her some movement in the ever-cooling night. Matt might have told her something, but she was not able to hear him in her joyful state, she wished every day would be as pleasant and relaxing as this day was.

But this hope got shattered, as soon as she was brought back to her stable. There she was bound onto her knees, her face laying in the dirt and her boobs getting crushed between her torso and her affixed legs. Her neck was affixed to the ground via a short chain, giving her no way of movement. There she was back at her nightmare after a few hours of carefree and painfree existence.