Pony Play Day

For those who have delved the depths of my blog previously you'll know that I have quite a kink for pony play. I actually like a range of pet play however the equine version of this often seems the easiest to partake. I am unsure about what it is specifically that I enjoy about this form of play but certainly the dehumanizing aspect of being talked down to and controlled coupled with cute outfits and the occasional incorporation of elements of bondage tick a lot of my boxes

The site is a wonderful eighteenth century barn that has been lovingly converted into a delightfully deviant den. Dark beams straddle the antique ceiling and provide alcoves and support for all manner of devices and toys. This pony play event was very different to the last one I had attended as it was held in a small grassed area at the back of the barn as opposed to a covered factory space like that previous event. (see older blogs

I had developed an outfit for the event and I promise I will try and get a photo as soon as I am able (I am conscious that there is a lack of visuals in my most recent posts and will work to address this). An admirer had kindly bought me a pvc mini dress recently and considering I had lost some weight while I was away I decided I would risk something skin tight for once.

One of the problems of tight outfits however is that they do not leave much to imagination and as I am still technically male I lack the curves in the right places (and one or two bumps in the wrong). To redress this problem I slipped on a swimsuit underneath which not only helped with the tucking but also gave me more support in slipping a pair of false boobs (chicken fillets) into the top of my dress. Normally I avoid using these (especially as I find flat chested girls are hot) but I felt that their inclusion gave me a more acceptable female figure. I also added a pair of tights underneath all of that to aid in tucking a modesty and a some pvc boots that I had picked up for £20 from the Birmingham Bizarre Bazaar (BBB) the previous week.

Sadly there was not as many people as we all had hoped and I think a number of people had said they were going to come and then decided not to (most rude). However the people who were there more than made up for the lack of the others. As well as the couple who run their barn and their daughter there were two other ponies (one boy pony and one tv) an experienced pony training Mistress from somewhere in Yorkshire I believe, and a couple who had come all the way down from Scotland. The slave was a dogboy and I doubt there can be many more complete dog slaves anywhere in the world.

The Mistress from up north has a lot of pony training experience although sadly her own pony wasn't able to come as they're had been some issue at the last moment. This however did mean that I was very privileged to have her attention for much of the day. We spent some time in the back field doing dressage. I had a basic knowledge from previous pony play but with her help I was able to develop my techniques as well as learn a few new things. We practiced walking (walking with knees high) two kinds of trotting and also cross stepping which was new to me. I loved every moment. Pony’s are so pretty and I tried to be as graceful as I could

The idea had been to have a competition with different events and rosettes for the winners but due to the low turnout and the sweltering heat we never got that far. It was nice nonetheless to get in the pony mind set, a level which was aided by the presence of a bit in my mouth for period of play. I don't think I spoke again for the whole day until the Mistress sadly had to leave and I decided that it would be rude not to say goodbye and to thank her for her training and grooming.

At the end my friend debs (a.k.a cutie) turned up. She is a gorgeous puppy girl with the most amazing outfit. Sadly she was in regular mode today as she was working until later in the day but it was wonderful to see her for the first time since I got back to the UK. She was telling me however that she was going to be a demo bunny at one of the upcoming BBBs where the focus was going to be on pet play. I'll have to make sure I go to that one! I wonder if they needs and demo ponies

Pony Play

Probably my biggest kink, the thing that underlines all others, is the idea of being trained and conditioned by another person. I love the idea of being controlled and making people take pride in how well I have been trained. That being so, it is maybe not so surprising that I have always been fascinated by puppy and pony play.

Pony play is something I've always wanted to try since I was first came across some pics in my teens. However I never actually thought I would get the oppertunity. to try it for myself . It looksed so difficult to organise with all the complicated gear and relied on having a trainer or somone to play with. To me, puppy/kitty play seemed the most do-able for at least it was something you could do by yourself.

A few months ago I heard about a pony event happening in the North West and decided to go along. I was fortunate that I had swapped some emails with a Pony Trainer who was attending so I had somone to meet up with and take care of me. Also I went to the local munch a few days earlier and met somone who was going and who agreed to give me a lift so it made me less nervous about just turning up although I was still a bit worried that i might end up just standing around.

The event took place in a large disused factory that proved to be an excellent venue. A track with 3 lanes of maybe 40-50 metres stretched down the lenth of the hall with a circular track branching out on one side. In the centre of the ring was a pony walker, a wheel with four ropes coming around that ponies could be tied to an excercised. There was a very good turn out with several other pony girls around as well as trainers, and other people helping out and running the event.

After getting changed I went and met up with my trainer. A very nice man called Sir Guy. He helped fit me into a harness, placed and bit in my mouth and bound my arms behind me back before leading me to a sulkee. I sulkee is a low cart for a rider to sit in with two struts that came out that can either be held by the pony, or, as happened in my place, they could be tied to the ponies harness and pulled along that way.

I slipped quite quickly into pony mode, letting myself be guided and trained by Sir Guy. He took me around the hall and gradually i got used to being led around by the ropes pulling on my bit. We had a couple of experimental runs down the sprint lane to get warmed up before I was tied to the training wheel while Sir Guy delt with another pony girl. I was on the pony walker for...well I don't know how long, maybe thirty, fourty minutes left walking around. However I don't think I minded in the slightest, it was nice just to let go and be a pony and to follow any instructions given to me to change my speed or stop.

Before lunch Sir Guy hooked me and the other girl he was training up to a custom made chariot and we gave that a spin. I really enjoyed having a pony sister to work with. As we cantered around I made sure to time my hoof steps to hers and I was told that we looked very pretty racing around. :)

We had a bried break for lunch after that. It took me a few minutes again to be able to talk again, and I was very sad to leave pony mode. After lunch we had some competitions against the other ponies, sprinting, running a lap around the track, and doing a assault course. I was quite tired from the excertions in the morning and tried my hardest in the event and managed to get to rosets for finishing second in two of the events :)