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towards orgasm. She flitted her tongue with gusto, fawning upon the juicing loins before the crotch straps once more sealed them away from each other. The sense of iniquity and misbehaviour was a strong and potent aphrodisiac, forcing them to keep utterly quiet lest they reveal their crime. The feeling of danger spiced the exchange, making it all the sweeter for both of them.
    The detailed attention of her tongue proved a swifter encouragement than the caressing strap. The nameless pony-girl’s body shook as she was beset by a powerful orgasm, soft croaks of rhapsody escaping her bit in response to Mina’s energetic cunnilingus. Once she could take no more pleasure she pulled aside, closing her legs tightly while remaining on her knees, recovering from Mina’s devastating devotions. Then hauling the strap up, she made Mina sob and bury her face in the straw, her thoughts drifting as her fingers pawed at the fabric entombing them as a climax exploded between her legs and made her fight to keep mute as every cell in her body begged to be allowed to scream her pleasure to heaven.
    The pony responsible for her ecstasy continued her ministrations fervently, delighted to see Mina dancing upon her reins, groaning softly, the rocking tethers stealing her strength with joy and making her sag across the floor.
    Removing the reins, the pony-girl nestled closer to Mina, brushing their breasts together and teasing each other’s nipples. Mina was delighted by the improvised play, which bypassed the use of their bound hands, and realised she would need to work in ways she would never have considered before. Not being able to use their fingers was forcing them to become more imaginative in their passion for each other, forcing them to come up with unique ways to find sensual fulfilment before the day’s training began.
    Their lips touched, brushing against each other’s around the bits in a delectable kiss whose pleasure was perversely augmented by the bondage hampering it. They were fighting the will of their owners and the restraints that transformed them into ponies and garnering a little pleasure for themselves, giving in to the animal lust that seemed so totally appropriate for them. The girl shuffled down as Mina rolled onto her back, and plunged the tip of her tongue into Mina’s pussy, devoting herself to paying back her companion’s skilled cunnilingus with the same fervent currency.
    Mina’s back arched and she whimpered softly with pleasure, lifting her booted leg between the girl’s raised buttocks. Using her shin, she rubbed the pony-girl’s polished hide as she rode her, treating Mina to another long session of intense delight. It was not long before soul-churning spires of pure bliss carried her away, shaking and snorting in an effort not to shriek with joy, her teeth chewing upon the bit as she weathered a second climax.
    Panting, Mina sat up and pushed the girl back, urging her to her feet by nudging her breasts with her bit. Then she stood up and pinned the girl against the wall as she adored her sharp nipples as best she could, the tip of her tongue doing most of the work. She raised her leg, pressing her thigh into place against the girl’s crotch.
    The pony-girl strained upwards as she gasped with rapture, rocking her hips so her sex shifted along the smooth field of Mina’s thigh. Her hooves scratched into the hay as her neck tensed with stress and she moaned softly, biting down on her cries as Mina dragged her helplessly through another climax teasing her nipples the whole time.
    Afterwards, she rested her head on Mina’s shoulder, nuzzling up to her, her warm breath spilling across Mina’s skin.
    Mina supported her for a moment and then eased back, letting them both sink slowly down into the hay. Relaxing, their minds at peace, they fell asleep again awaiting the return of their respective owners.
Chapter 6
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    When their stall opened, the pony-girls found