Buttercunt the Pony
Kaya's words drew her attention back to her own predicament, and Amy's, with a sharp jolt. The realisation that Claire had done this to other women was chilling, and Penny felt another wave of nausea hit her as she remembered all the times she'd merrily laughed at Claire's impossibly high standards and her rigid belief that sometimes women in service jobs just had to be taught a sharp lesson.
With the terrible replica of James's cock poised to hammer her throat at the slightest touch of her harness Penny didn't dare to speak, but the casually callous misogyny of Kaya's comment forced Amy into an outburst despite her terror.
"Budhercuhndt?!" she howled, drool cascading down her chin and basting her fat olive breasts "Yuh cahnd't call a wuhman Budhercuhndt!! Thatsh jusht ffick! Towdawly ffick, youh... Youh... AAAIIIIHHHHH!, AAUUUHGHHH!! NOOOUUHHHHHH!!" She broke off abruptly as Kaya began lashing the drool from her tits, beating the fat soft skin until Amy's udders were crisscrossed with welts, and by the time her blubbering had subsided, Hannah - Buttercunt - was standing staring at them with a dull, animal stupidity.
"Thank you, by the way" Claire laughed in Penny's ear as the pony performed her nervous little bow before her, nipple bells jingling softly "You remember telling me to do this to her? I said I wasn't sure if it was fair to get rid of a woman just because she set my teeth on edge and you said..."
Penny swallowed, gagging on bile. She knew exactly what she'd said. She'd been on the second bottle of wine, she'd been quietly sick of Claire's complaining about her annoying personal trainer at a time when Penny was struggling with an attempt to get herself back in shape, and she'd just wanted to shut the conversation down so rather than just letting Claire vent like she normally did Penny had taken a deep swig and said...
"'Who cares if you hurt her feelings? She's one fucking trainer, there's loads of them, Claire, just get rid of the stupid bitch!'" Claire quoted happily "So I did! Oh... Oh Penny, sweetie, I hope I didn't hurt your feelings? You... You didn't think you and Amy were the first women you had me send here, did you?! Oh... Oh Penny, love, I am sorry!! No no... I had you give all kinds of instructions like that, it used to be a lovely little game I'd play with you, getting off on how devastated you'd be if you knew what your careless words were doing but... Oh dear, no, no. Don't cry. You're special, Penny. You're so special! You get alllllll the best toys and treatments, nobody will give Han- give Buttercunt a second glance once you're a fully trained freak! Now... bow to her, bitch!"
Claire's happy tone suddenly turned icy with devastating abruptness, and even as Penny struggled to process the order and mimic Hannah's peculiar little bob, Claire hit the trigger on her desk and blasted white hot electrical arcs through Penny's overstuffed ass.
Stood on one half-bent leg, Penny didn't have a chance. The agony overtook her and she lost her balance entirely, crashing hard into the dirt at Hannah's feet, howling in pain as her sister's statue-still posture practically ripped her back upwards by the clit.
Kaya's eyes narrowed dangerously.
"Buttercunt" she said, each word as clipped and menacing as a hanging judge "Is perfectly. Trained.... And one day you will be too, I trust. As to how that happens..."
She waved a hand expansively "...it takes time. But for your sake, for both your sakes, I hope you are fast learners. Otherwise Madam may choose a new name you do not like so well..."
“Now. Buttercunt! PRANCE!”
The woman formerly known as Hannah started to high step on the spot. Amy took note of the posture that the woman had adopted - she was thrusting her tits out as far forward as she could, keeping her back straight and head high. She kept her eyes blankly staring straight ahead, they did not even look left and right
The sisters were once again having subtly different experiences. Amy was determined to watch the demonstration to minimise any future punishment, and as Buttercunt moved behind her Amy's body twitched in tiny micro gestures as she sought to memorise how Buttercunt held her head, the sharp, unnatural, and oddly beautiful angle at which she brought her knees up above waist height.
“CIRCLE”
The pony obediently marched to the left of Amy still staring blankly ahead and pranced past the sisters, circling around behind them hooves clopping rhythmically.
“See Penny.."Claire explained, "Buttercunt is the perfect pony now! So obedient. If we do decide to sell her on the black market she’ll earn us millions. I just don’t think I can bear to let her go though, god I get so much enjoyment watching her strut”
Buttercunt circled back around and resumed her high steps in front of the girls, unwavering.
At the same time Penny was forced to listen to Claire's poisonous confession dripping into her ear from the cruel audio implant: "I should say, almost all our women get sold. Or ransomed. Or... Or else they are removed from the facility in peace." Claire coughed delicately, and Penny felt ice cold sweat trickle down her spine in the hot sun as Buttercunt's clopping feet passed behind her as Claire continued: "But of course you can't leave, Penny, dearest. Even when you've utterly eclipsed poor Hannah's training you will still be here. It doesn't matter how well you perform, how hard you work, how desperately you beg to die, Penny. You'll never escape me. You're my personal private property now, and I never throw out my toys no matter how badly they break."
Claire shut up and off her mic with a smirk, watching Penny sag in despair. The cameras captured it all, and the contrast was already beautiful. Amy was staring at Buttercunt as intently as a bodyguard scanning for threats, her muscles subtly rippling as she tried to memorise every move... And Penny was staring in absolutely vacant horror, unable to divorce the sight of the beautifully prancing ponygirl from the memory of her own idle condemnation of Claire's trainer. It was obvious that Claire's words were ruining Penny's ability to benefit from the demonstration, and Claire's smile was a picture of cruel delight as she saw Buttercunt start to struggle with her own arousal.
“Good Buttercunt. Such a goooood girl” she beamed. She brought out one of the control remotes, instantly putting Amy and Penny on edge, fearing it meant another agonising punishment shock to their tailplugs. Instead, the buzzing from between Buttercunts tightly strapped quim began to audibly hum as the vibrator inside her was turned up. The pony snorted and her teeth gritted harder into her bit, the slightest tremble in their legs as she continued her exhibition
“SPIN!”
She circled on the spot, still performing the perfect high step motion. Amy and Penny got a good look at her tightly stuffed ass and the golden hair sprouting the flange of the tail plug. Her back showed signs of old scars that had long since healed, the only blemish on her tanned back and buttocks. Juices of arousal were starting to show on her inner thighs, teased out from the strap. Kaya playfuly smacked her on the buttcheek as she turned, and she whinnied and wiggled her behind. Penny had noticed Leo was especially enjoying the sight, his pants showing the bulge of a hardon resulting from the show.
Buttercunt spun on the spot twice, before Kaya held her crop on her back, signalling her to stop. She continued to high step perfectly but her face was flushed with desire and she had begun to pant lustily, like she was being fucked slowly.
“Don’tttttt.” Kaya ordered, just the slightest threat in her voice…”Not yet”
Her pants and groans got throatier, her body was coated in sweat and her pussy literally dripping droplets on the dusty ground, despite all the exhaustion and pleasurable strain on her body, still she pranced on the spot. She dribbled around her gag and onto her beautiful corset, making it glistened ever brighter.
Her form was finally starting to break, the slightest pumping of her hips. Her eyes were glazing over and her teeth were digging deeply into the gag now. She mewing constantly now, her orgasm building. Every now and then she would shake her head, trying to keep control, to keep her obedience.
Buttercunt's thighs gleamed with rich juices, her body was shiny with perspiration, and her tanned cheeks were rosy pink. Every other step came with a little moaning snort as her high-stepping posture forced her to fuck herself and her glazed eyes were almost rolling in her head as her flat white teeth ground hard against the bit gag.
“Good Buttercunt! CUM!!” Kaya commands
Buttercunt came instantly in a sudden convulsion of pleasure that caused her to squirt her juices out of the sides of her tight strap and raining down over her own ponyboots. The sudden musk of the human mare's arousal billowing around the little group like a cloud as Penny and Amy's legs were coated in cream and Amy gave a little squeal of disgust...
...and then to Penny's horror, Buttercunt strained herself back into her rigidly upright posture and immediately resumed trotting, the strap between her thighs grinding roughly against her sensitive post-orgasm sex with every uplift of her hooves.
“Whoa there Buttercunt!! Good pony whoaaaa” If not for Kaya’s coaxing it seemed the former trainer would have continued to keep pounding her now saturated boots into the dusty ground, now clotted with the mixture of drool and juices.
She kept prancing but slowed down her motion step by step until she appeared to be going in slow motion before she stopped with her legs spread, droplets pooling at the bottom of the leather strap still buzzing with her dildo. She panted through her nose and mouth , staring straight ahead.
Kaya approached the girl and started flicking the bells with her crop sportively while Leo came up and squeeze her tight ass, fishing something out a a leather punch he had on his waist
“I think the turning point when Hannah became Buttercunt was because of two things…” Kaya traced her crop up to the posture collar "...removal of the vocal cords to stop all that whining and begging…” Leo reached up and slipped a little white cube of something behind Buttercunts bit gag and into her mouth, which she gladly accepted “...and an intense prescription of aphrodisiacs and hormone treatment. That's where she gets her name from! She is kept frisky all the time! She will do anything for an orgsasm, won’t you girl”
The girl suddenly snapped out of her catatonic state, stamping her hoove twice and nodding her head up and down in large movements, not like a person nodding in agreement but the way a horse sticking its head out of a stable would nod.
Leo was stroking her hair, uncharacteristically gently for a Cruciatu trainer “She loves the little sugar cubes treats...We lace them with her treatment to make sure she’s dosed throughout the day… I must say that Buttercunt is definitely the most...popular pony among the guards. A lot of us really enjoy the one on one training sessions, don’t we?
The tiniest amount of hesitation before Buttercunt again signalled the affirmative.
“Well girls!” Kaya beamed “I think you've seen more than enough to get you started.” She walked forward and unclipped the chain connectly the two girls and handed it to Leo. Both clits red raw from the morning abuse, with Penny’s standing at full attention atop her crowning band.
Standing tall in front of them, Kaya slapped the crop into her hand with a few tips and changed her tone to that of a firm headmistress.
“Before we waste out time with you miserable wretches on any of the machines, you will learn the proper pony form. I hope you were both paying attention! It's important for me to tell you that as part of your incarceration parameters you are to be trained as a pair. Unless I say otherwise you will be in sync with your partner at all times. Failure to meet this simple fucking task means you both get punished. IS THIS CLEAR.”
Kaya slapped the tits of both girls, making them cringe and trying to shield their brweasts, only succeeding in making the flesh mounds jiggle.
“Now. Left leg HIGH. All the way up!”
