Mistress had taken me to Her friend so i could experience the life of a pony and be trained to pull a carriage. i have seen sites on the internet which talk of pony play and dressing a slave up as a pony but this was to be different. Mistress wanted me properly trained to be on reins and to work as a horse.
First i was introduced to a head harness, with rings at the sides to which a leading rein or rope could be attached. i was trained with a long “lunge” rope to go round in circles and respond when the rope pulled at the side of my head.
Next i was introduced to the use of reins, held behind me by Mistress and guided by Her voice and the pull on the side to which She wanted me to turn. i was also taught to walk, trot and canter to command and to stop with a firm pull on the reins to stop me in my tracks.
To help me learn to respond to the reins and the voice this was carried out with me able to see then with me hooded. Now i could not see where i was going at all and had only the voice of Mistress, Her whip, and the reins to guide me. All went well until i crashed into a door which had been left slightly open and was not obviously a danger.
i ended up with a cut above my left eye and a black eye, but wanted to continue. In the afternoon there was more training on the reins and then i was left with the reins tied up to roof beam in the stables. i could only just stand there and could hardly move my head without pulling on the ropes.
As it got dark it was time to learn to pull the carriage, 150 kg (331 lbs) in weight so Mistress walked beside it to control me with the reins attached to my head harness. i pulled and it started to go forward and i was led through circles, figure of eights and other manoeuvres until the final order to trot. This was hard but i could just do it. i had hoped Mistress would be able to ride the carriage but i must become stronger before that is possible.
The idea of me being used to pull a cart, harnessed and in head harness so that reins can be attached carrying Mistress around appeals both to Mistress and to me. Perhaps if i get stronger or we can find a lighter cart this will be possible another time.
The next morning it was time for another session in the yard. This time on reins again and hooded so i was in the dark. Mistress drove me around the yard, controlling me with voice, whip and reins until She had total control.
It felt so good to be there, in the dark, controlled and totally in Her power directed by command and whip and reins just like a horse. i did not really feel like a horse only that this was a very good use for a slave, and a good way to train him.
Mistress’s friend trains horses for riding and for carriage pulling but this time both of them had the opportunity to train a slave instead.
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