A Pony with a Name

serijules

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Ponyplay has something I have been fascinated with for a long time. As a child, I spent many hours playing a more innocent version of pony play, jumping bushes in my parents yard and setting up obstacle courses of gym equipment and pillows, whinnying and galloping, tossing my head and stomping my feet. As an adult, I recall that freedom of expression with fondness, and longed for a way to express that in a mature manner. The discovery of BDSM and in turn, ponyplay formed a fascination I unfortunately didn't think I would ever be able to embrace. The freedom of expression I had as a child turned into a shyness and admitted low self esteem, especially at the thought of being a ponygirl. So despite the desire, I didn't think it would ever be something I would participate in. The mere thought made my chest tighten in panic.

A conversation one evening with Dawnie during my recent visit with her turned to ponyplay. She shared with me that a pony was something she'd always wanted. Seeing the look of pleasure on her face, the affection in her voice as she spoke of her desire...all my worries and fears seemed to melt away in that moment. I wanted to be her ponygirl. I always look for ways to serve her and please her, and this seemed the perfect opportunity to show her how much I've grown under her care.

She mentioned one night while we were cuddling in bed that I needed a pony name. Not wanting to pry or seem too eager, I didn't say much, but my heart skipped a beat or two when she said that. I love all her pet names for me, they always make me smile inside and out, so I've become very fond of my various nicknames and pet names. I knew having a pony name would make it real, make me her pony instead of it just being an idea in our heads or a desire tucked away for another someday. I longed for that reality to come about.

When I got home, I started looking up pony play online, looking at tails and tack and pretty ponygirls all dolled up for their handlers. Nothing about it really connected with me the way I expected it to, when I explored this idea by myself. That feeling of pride, of desire to prance and nuzzle and toss my mane and show my Owner what a good pet I could be came from being HER pony, not a pony in general. Just as I never connected with the 'typical' definition and display of being a slave, I longed to be a pony of HER making, not of a BDSM making. So the websites and pictures and stories just were not doing much for me. It kind of gave me a warm fuzzy feeling though, knowing that the pet in me, the pony in me, belonged completely to Her and would come alive under her words and her care.

I'm still shy about the role, but not in a way that makes me feel panicked about being her pony and showing her what a good pet I can be. I think I'm just a shy pony by nature. I smile and nicker quietly in my head when she calls me her pony or talks of training me and taking care of me. Someday I know those nickers and whinnies will find the voice they don't have just yet, but I'm content it will come in time and with training. It bothered me a bit that I embraced this role easier than I did that of slave, but I realized after awhile that I was looking at it the wrong way. My embracing my role as her slave has taught me to be more accepting of my place and my abilities. It's taught me to find a pride in myself I had to struggle harder to find in the past. All that training did more good in me than I ever even realized, and that makes me very happy.

Lately I've been playing on a friends' embroidery machine, and asked my Owner permission to embroider a colourful pony outline onto a black hoody jacket I bought in PA. She granted me permission and I embroidered the proud pony on my jacket and just as proudly showed it off to her. It wasn't much, granted, but I felt like I had my first piece of pony tack...a coat to keep the pony warm. I asked permission to embroider my pony name on the front, despite not knowing what it was just yet, and she informed me I would know my name when I earned it. I waited patiently, putting the coat aside to finish when I could.

A few mornings ago I was talking with Dawnie, feeling happy and snuggly as we chatted. I feel a strong happiness when I am in pet/pony mode, I feel carefree and just...content. Cared for. Not that I'm not cared for in general, of course I am, but as Her pony that dynamic of our relationship stands out more. I told her a pony needs a tail, envisioning a long, flowing pretty tail for her to brush, for me to feel the soft hairs tickling my naked legs. I was rarely allowed clothes in any of my other roles, I wasn't under any impression I would be allowed clothes often as her pony either. Her next message was a simple word "cherish". I read it, bit my lip and grinned, not quite sure my interpretation of the message was accurate, but asked her anyhow; "a pony named cherish?". She smiled back at me. I got it.

I wasn't sure how I earned that, it didn't quite hit me right away what I had said or done to earn it. A little prodding while later and she enlightened me; my eagerness to embrace the role and be the pony by wanting a tail, without worry and stress and doubts. By embracing the role, this pony earned her name as the cherished jewel she was.

And embraced it I have. I long for a bit in my mouth, to feel her tugging at the reins and guiding me as she pleases. I long to feel the hairs of my tail swishing against my flesh, the soft scratchiness of a brush grooming me. To feel her hands on my skin, petting me....and her crop on my thighs, training me, correcting me when I get too ornery or too distracted. I long to see that smile in her eyes as she enjoys her new pet, cherishes her new pony.

A pony named cherish.



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Just thought I'd share that with you all...and wondering if anyone else has any pony experiences to share or knows of any good pony forums or websites? Im not much interested in photos, but real information and experiences.
 
I don't have any stories to share, seri, but it made me smile to read yours. I hope I find a relationship that I'm as happy with some day.
 
You write with such warmth and love that it makes me wish that I did have a story or an experience to share.

I envy you and your relationship.
 
Good for you, that you have such a wonderful relationship that feeds your soul!

Fury :rose:
 
seri You have a beautiful way with words which put such clear pictures in my mind. Thank you.

I don't have any pony information to share, but if I come across any I will pass it on to you :rose:
 
What shy said. You really do have a way with words, and that story made me smile a lot. I'm so happy for you.


Heather
 
Seri that's beautiful.

No other words for it, simply beautiful.
 
Wow...thank you for your kind words everyone, I really appreciate them and glad I made some of you smile. :)
 
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