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I did want my tail. I wanted it more than I’d admit to anyone but Aiden, and even then, not in words.

I closed my eyes and allowed the plug to sink into my body, as Aiden used a steady pressure to breach me. I couldn’t help the soft moan that I made as it slipped in, and my body closed on the narrow end. The wide flange rested against my buttocks, and the soft fall of hair tickled the backs of my knees. Aiden’s hand on my hip steadied me as he rocked the horse tail-plug to make sure it was seated, the motion making me groan.

“There we go. You can straighten up now.”

He helped me step forward, the plug feeling huge and the horse hair brushing the backs of my legs.

I heard the sound of Aiden peeling off his nitrile glove then he fluffed the hair of the tail, spreading it out. I made a choking sound as the reality of being made into a pony for a whim of Aiden’s hit me.

“Are you okay?” he asked, laying his hand against my lower back.

I nodded my head, as much as I could with it hitched to the ring.

“Oh, man. You would not believe how good you look. Fuck. So pretty. So sexy. So fucking perverse.”

I shuddered and tried to slow my breathing. I was so turned on at being objectified and humiliated in this way. It was humbling and everything I’d ever secretly wanted.

Aiden spanked one flank, then the other, and the size and hardness of the plug in my ass was made even more apparent when my sphincter clenched in response.

I made an almost inhuman noise of anguish and pleasure both, as my cock bounced in front of me, still hard, still leaking and still a little bitch to anything Aiden devised.

“Oh yes,” he murmured. “My beautiful Treasure is a natural. Such a good pony.”

He placed his palms on my butt cheeks and pushed them together, then pulled them apart, then pushed them together again, all of it to make me feel the plug and the soft hair more, and thus lean into my debasement.

“I could come just looking at you,” Aiden said.

I whimpered and thrust into the air, my ass tightening on the plug that filled me so perfectly.

“How about a grooming session? Isn’t that what ponies get? A good brushing to make their coat all shiny and smooth?”

I turned into a puddle of horny goo at Aiden’s words, wondering what he meant.

“Shhh,” Aiden said, as he brought soft bristles down on my shoulder and dragged them along my arm. “Be a good pony and stay still.”

Chapter Sixteen

Ambushed

The soft brush strokes felt good on my sweaty skin, soothing itches that I hadn’t even been aware of until the cushiony bristles relieved them. Aiden brushed me all over, taking great care to soothe and tease me everywhere. When he brought the silky brush over the reddened skin of my buttocks, the pain came to the surface again and made me aware of every sore spot.

When he’d finished attending to my entire body, he tickled my balls and cock with the bristles, running them up and over the head of my penis, causing me to gasp and jerk. He must have liked that because he repeated the motion until I whimpered and stomped my foot.

“Oh, you saucy thing. You need to stay still.”

I huffed and whined but submitted to being teased and tortured until, thankfully, Aiden put the brush aside.

“All right, now. You’ve been such a good pony, I suppose I should give you a reward.”

Yes, yes, yes.

“Does my sweet Treasure want a reward?”

“Yes, Sir. Please, please, Sir.” I sounded ridiculous with the lisp from the gag ruining all my ‘S’s, but I was getting used to it.

“Fine. But I don’t want to hear words from you. You’re a pony, so you can neigh or nicker to get my attention.”

Oh my fucking God. Is this actually my life?

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