The Fillies of Three Ferns Farm

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and pussy that the words were making her even hornier. Sally let loose, fucking the mare’s tight hole with wild bucking motions. The cock was curved and just as she’d hoped it reached Tiger’s G-spot perfectly. Sally hadn’t managed to cum herself yet when the little mare came the first time, whinnying as the orgasm seized her. Oh well, that was to be expected. It was the whole point of Sally bringing the poor mare over and over again to the point of orgasm. Sally wanted the mare to be needy and desperate for her touch so she would accept her training.
    But now the goal had changed. Now the only thing Sally needed to do was to make the mare cum as many times as she could as fast as she could. She pulled her silicone cock out of the mare and moved back a little so that she could bring her lips to the beautiful ponygirl's delicious dripping pussy. She slipped one of her fingers inside and fingered her gently but deeply. Tiger had to raise her hips high to allow Sally to lick her clit from behind but she was so needy and so desirous of her trainer's touch that she held her ass up readily, straining upwards until her hamstrings ached. Sally stopped for a moment to touch the red marks where her training stick had come down on the mare's rump, and she added another red mark with a sharp, loud smack of her hand. Tiger squealed but did not lower her ass as Sally went back to work with the tip of her tongue tickling the ponygirl's swollen clit. The mare was so desperate from the long teasing that she came a second time in less than two minutes. Sally noticed with pride and approval that the mare did not lower her hips an inch, but she quivered slightly with the effort of holding her back in such a curved position. Let’s see how long she can keep that up... Sally sat up and wiped her mouth before raising herself back into position for another fucking. Tiger started to lower her ass to put it more in reach of the cock but Sally held her hips and after a moment the ponygirl understood the command and lifted her ass back up in the uncomfortably high position. It was a little akward for Sally, too, but that was a small price to pay to test her pony’s obedience. She slipped the strap-on back into the mare’s wet hole and started pounding away. The ponygirl’s pussy was swollen and bright red from the teasing and pounding, and the ponygirl was so tender that she made quiet, animal sounds almost every time Sally drove the dildo into her.
    Sally pounded away for several minutes before deciding that the mare was unlikely to come a second time being fucked in this position. She wasn’t quite ready to let her lower her ass, though, so the trainer pulled out again and sat comfortably on her side, fingering the ponygirl’s swollen hole and playing with her clit off and on. The ponygirl’s discomfort was growing and her full ass cheeks quivered with the strain of holding herself in such an unnatural position. Sally added to the discomfort by pulling up on the reins again. Oh her mare made such a beautiful, proud, picture with her head held high but her chest pressing close to the ground and her hind end held proudly upright under her streaming tail. She could look at her this way all day, but she knew her mare was fast approaching the point where she would need a rest so she put her face back to the wet, red pussy again, licking it and kissing it with all her concentration. The ponygirl whinnied and gasped as she came closer and closer to yet another orgasm. Her body tensed when she came, but it did not relax like bodies do after most orgasms. She was absolutely stiff and aching with the strain of holding the pose now. Sally put a gentle hand on the perfect ass and pressed, signaling the grateful mare that it was alright to lower herself. Tiger tried to do so gracefully, but at the last moment her legs gave out and she flopped on her belly on the sawdust floor of the training barn.
    “Shit,” Sally muttered as Tiger thrashed around,

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