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Read to see how you have done!When you arrived at her manor, you were asked to sign a pledge of loyalty to Lady Emily prior to meeting her. You thought this was the prelude to a marriage but in reality, you had just signed away your freedom.
Slavery was abolished in Great Britain a long time ago but there was never abolished treaty between Lady Emily's ancestors and the crown which gave them the right to keep slaves who voluntarily pledged loyalty to their family, which is exactly what you just did.
Lady Emily's family now legally own you and can dispose of you as they see fit as if you were one of their horses. Which is kind of funny, because that's exactly what you are to Lady Emily: one of her horses.
A few minutes after they explained to you the predicament you were now in, you were stripped naked, fitted with hooved over your hands and special hooved boots. These are never removed except for occasional cleaning and nail clipping: you can never have the use of your fingers again. A metal collar was permanently placed around your neck.
A bar gag was also promptly installed and is only removed when you are locked in your stall.
There are 2 stables: one for work ponies and one for show ponies. You are staying in the bigger one reserved for show ponies. You are one of a few male ponies: the vast majority are female. You only get a small amount of food to eat in a bowl placed on the wall of your stall.
You are one of 8 pony boys led by Andrew, a hard working 45 year old man who use to be a male show pony and got the right to retire as a handler. He still has his metal collar but gets to wear appropriate clothes, speak and generally socialize with Lady Emily's guest, some of which remember him as a show pony. He is your handler/coach: he shows all of the male ponies how to properly behave and what is expected of them.
He sleeps on a bed (unlike you straw cot) in the middle of the 8 stalls for the male ponies so that is he available pretty much 24/7 for your individual needs. At worst, there are other male handlers for the female ponies nearby: there are over 40 pony girls and a handler per 8 girl.
They are the only person you can actually talk to: they put your gag in when you leave your stall, and removes it when you enter. Any pleading for a better condition will be ignored: he is allowed more freedom then you are because he is strict and gets results from your guys.
Any slip up will have him sent to work in Lady Emily's quarry like more pony boys end up when they retire.
During the day, you are either training with Andrew to do obstable courses or hold certain poses or having someone put lotion, creams and other oitnments applied to your skin. You are kept without any hair on your body... or head via laser hair removal.
Lady Emily comes daily to inspect her show ponies and pays a lot of attention to her male ponies, ordering more exervice or steroids to increase muscle mass for some, or less to create a leaner shape.
When she talks to her ponies, she does so like one talks to a dog: "Be a good boy tomorrow, I have important guests", while patting you on the head.
Several times per head, she does get guests. Many times it's male coming to admire (and pay to have a private session possibly including sex with) the pony girls but sometimes it's females who do the same with pony boys.
When that happens, you might carry a smaller women on your back or more frequently pull her in a cart. She might whip you to go father or just to punish you and sometimes they will pay to unlock you and fuck you.
Some even pay for the right to breed you: they either have sex with you directly to get pregnant or have one of their female slaves do the same.
Lady Emily's treaty however doesn't allow her to breed any slaves so he has zero interest in that: she gets enough new property to sustain her operation
When a male pony wins a competition, Lady Emily lets the winner have anal sex with one of the pony girls of his choice: unlike her pony boys, pony girls are not kept in chastity and are expected to be anally available at all time
Often however, she will have the win tattoed on the body of the winner to pridely show his or her pedigree.
Speaking of anally: all of the show ponies have a tail butt plug.
Several times per year, Lady Emily grabs one of her male show ponies and take him to her bedroom. She will unlock is chastity cage and mastubate him to drain his semen and then, once hard again, put a condom and fuck him, reverse cowgirl style, leaving the boots, hooves and gag on. The tail usually is also kept on.
Every year, the police comes and makes sure you did sign the pledge of loyalty. Even if you argue you didn't know what you were signing, they are deaf ears. They do not care if you were mistreated or if you are well-fed (which you are). All they want to know is if you are in the register, and you are.
Eventually, you either "retire" to go work in her quarry, or to become an handler. Either way, you are kept in chastity. It's better than pony girls: a few of them retire to become Lady Emily's staff, there rest are sold to countries where slavery is legal.
You only get unlocked when a customer pays to have sex with you or when Lady Emily herself decides to. When are you young, it occurs every few weeks but it depends on your performances.
You awaken in your stall. You gently scratch your butt with the hooved mittens. You listen and can hear Andrew whispering your next door neighbor but he isn't talking: he might alread have his gag on.
You hear him move and he looks at the bars of your stall.
"Oh good, you are awake!", he whispers to you.
"I am."
He opens the door to your stall.
"I didn't wake you up, I hope?"
"No, not at all."
When you arrived, Andrew was one of the older pony and you were there when he was promoted in a great ceremony to handler.
"There is as usual a morning training exerice regime but you will all get to eat breakfast at the manor. We have guests and they want to see a few pony feed."
"Do we know who they are?"
"No, but it's going to be day long affair. I got to now put your tails during the training so I suggest you defecate early or you'll have to hold it.".
"Thanks. All 8 of us?"
"No, 2 guys, 16 girls"
"I see", you didn't. That meant little chances for a release... They wanted to see the girls primarily and Lady Emily wants to show she also had boys.
Last year, you won the Orchard cup: an internatonal competition where ponies (most not in actual slavery), compete in a series of events at Lady's Emily's Orchard to win points.
You made the most points in the obstable race by jumping over every hurdle without hitting one in record time: you got a good 45 seconds lead thanks to the lack of penalties.
You finished second in a single formal race but not by much and was in the fastest duo cart pull race. From that point, you didn't even need the points from the form judges but Lady Emily has the bear gear to that eliminated the rest of the competition.
You got to have sex with Julie, the pony girl who won in the same week the Best of Show prize and won her retirement as a show pony, and then with Pauline, a French dominatrix who brought a few submissive (but other free) ponies and even with Lady Emily herself!
Julie was fully nude apart from the metal collar: she had her hooves, gag and boots removed and she was quite happy to be able to touch your body... including wantonly devouring your cock.
After the event however, a tattoo artist etched your prizes on your bodies as you got the day off with Julie. She got her tattoo on her left buttcheek, and you on your right arm.
Hers features a naked pony girl in full get-up with the words underneath: "Best of show 2019", while yours show a male pony next to an apple tree with the words: "Orchard Cup Winner 2019"
You couldn't wait for the next Orchard cup: you might not often win the other competitions but the exact composition of the events is perfect for your talents.
You sometimes see Julie: she is kept naked and handles the work ponies. Her collar was replaced by a gold one.
You are led to the hurdles: most of the other ponies have a hard time negotiating them, but you got the trick: jump without thinking about how to land: you'll do that while in the air...
That scene will need to be revisited and improved later on
Your happiness depends entirely on your fetishes.!. Lady Emily pays only a little attention to you as you are just a personel slave to her. Your handler, Andrew, is as much of a slave but she treats you well.
However, you never have your hands free and only get rarely sex.
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