“We’re going to a special event today,” says Madam Wilcox.

It must be special because she has on a new tailored outfit that is very shiny. The sun reflects off of it. I am so honored to pull her in the small riding cart. I am beaming. I am a lucky pony. Madam Wilcox is smiling ear to ear. I can tell she is very pleased with her outfit. She had this new latex riding suit made to wear for the first time out especially for our riding event today.

I do not have to wear a modesty covering today. Where I will pull Madam Wilcox in her riding cart today, it will be permissible to wear my bridle and harness in my own skin in public. My hair is braided neatly and the end of my braid hangs on my back. We will use the small metal bit, a snaffle bit, in my bridle with the pretty rhinestone studded reins. I like the slender metal bit much more than the thick rubber bit piece in my mouth. It is a very sunny morning, so my eyes are protected with shades. My tail is brushed and sways over my hindquarters.

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My introduction to ponygirls and pony play began six years ago as an entry on a play list given to me by my second Master.

“What is this?” I said. “I can’t rate it since I don’t know what it is, Sir.”

“I have a book with some pictures of this type of play in it I can show you. But I’m more concerned that you have never heard of it. Didn’t you read the Anne Rice Sleeping Beauty” Trilogy?”

“No. i’m not familiar with it,” I replied.

“Go to the bookstore and buy it this afternoon.” He commanded. “Start reading it. I want an essay on your favorite and least favorite scenes each day.”

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“Frill, more ice please….”

chimes.

i know who it is. and i was so happy with my timing. i’m dressed in golden leather heels, black seamed stockings, a golden brocade dress with absolutely nothing underneath. It is a classic Jackie-O knock off worth every penny i paid for it. It has a matching jacket with a faux fur lined neck. My hair is rolled out and i am 5 minutes from being completely done with my make-up.

As i walk to the door i roll my blue eyeliner pencil back and forth between my manicured fingers and thumb. i open the door and smile at My King.

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“An Adventure”

Bolero music…

“hello?”

“Do you want to sleep or get dressed for an adventure?”

i am holding my cell phone, just realizing i went from dead asleep to tingling excitement by the sound of Merlin’s voice. Merlin, the TantraMaster, is not supposed to be calling me. He told me i was not a good match because i am too old to have his children and be a young parent to his child.

“Do you want to sleep or get dressed for an adventure?”

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“Somewhere Over the Rainbow”

It is raining this Friday night. i like watching the rain come down in sheets as Robinhood is driving the car. The streets are dark and wet. i like the smell, so clean and fresh with the hint of salt. i like the neon shimmering in the rain.

Robinhood is very up for going out, He is ready, pulling on the leash, as it were. Most unusual.

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“What i Value”

Devious Extreme Shoes, size 5 (because they don’t make a 4.5, black patton leather, 4″ platform plus 4″ heel (means i’m about 5’10” in these babies…

$75.00 plus tax

Catherine Coatney Black mesh full length coat

$196.00 plus tax

altered to fit me perfectly $100.00

Victoria Secret rhinestone accented bra, g-string, garter belt, back seamed stockings

about $150 plus tax

Superstardreads – blonde with small braid & pearl/silver bead accents (because Robinhood loves them),

$350.00 plus tax.

Robinhood: “This was the hottest night I’ve ever had with you. I diffinitely love this outfit the most. You are so hot.”

Absolutely PRICELESS

The Power Exchange was an interesting place….

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“The Power Exchange Dance: when you wish upon a star”

i love spending mornings in bed with Robinhood. i love sleeping with Him, curled up against Him with my head on His tummy or laying at His side. i love waking up being poked by “my friend” and bending down and kissing “my friend” and sucking “my friend”. i love the feel of “my friend” gliding in and out of my mouth, between my lips, gliding down and extending my tongue at the base then inhaling has powerful as i can while sucking upwards on the shaft only to shallow the shaft again. Yes, that taste, that feel, an intimate map of my lover forever there upon my lips.

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“Birthday Celebrations”

As i gaze in the mirror and trace the bright red dot with the long tail line down the right side of my pretty ass, i remember Robinhood’s wicked smile just before the single tail struck. He was so full of life, animated and having a wonderful time in the company of my friends.

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“A Most Perfect Weekend”

It was my greatest wish to create an environment the lent itself to our spirits touching, our souls intermingling and our hearts filled with love for each other. It was a very successful and quite satisfying weekend when measured in these terms. Actually, as it played out, it was a most perfect weekend when measured in any terms.

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conversations with Master-Sir that changed my life forever

“I’m happy you’re looking for it.”

“i am not.”

“What is it you’re not looking for?”

“my collar.”

“Yes. It is. I’m happy you see it My way.”

pause.

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