As she sat on the loo she reflected upon the decision she'd made to accept Peter's invitation to participate in this strange activity. On the one hand, it was definitely weird and in some ways quite creepy. On the other hand, it could be a great laugh and everyone she'd met was so nice. The main thing was that it was something that Peter wanted dearly for her to do. She had the distinct impression that if she'd said 'No' their relationship would have stalled which made her concerned about how much he loved her. Did she love him? She couldn't easily answer that. She was very fond of him and it was great to have someone around to share her life with. She knew that one day he'd be going back to the States when his contract finished. As things currently stood she would not have gone with him and she knew he wouldn't have stayed in the UK to be with her. For the time being she still needed her own space and the current situation was fine. But, maybe, things might develop into something more enduring in time. In the meantime, here was a chance to have a lot of fun, and a lot of interesting sex it seemed, without getting over hung up on 'relationships' and 'commitment', the rocky areas upon which her love life had previously foundered. Plus, she reminded herself, some super boots and a rather fetching tail! 'Yup,' she mentally high-fived herself, 'it was to be.'

She dried herself and stood up. Then, hitching up her skirt and sucking in her waist she peered down at herself. She'd always had great legs and, after a bikini wax, she'd have a dainty little pussy again to make any Master proud. Suddenly she had an idea and grinned. She let her panties drop, stepped out of them and put them in her bag. Then she folded the waistband of her skirt inside to take an inch or so off the length and smoothed it straight. 'I may as well start performing now' she thought and opened the cubicle door.

'Hi' said the reflection of the girl who was retouching her make-up in the mirror. 'Oh! Hi' said L, 'I'm sorry, I hadn't realised anyone was waiting.' There was only the one cubicle. 'No problem, I only wanted to check my face. Your first time here?' 'Yes. It's been quite an eye-opener' she smiled, getting her brush from her bag. She moved next to the girl to share the mirror. 'May I?' 'Sure' she moved across, 'It can be quite a shock. But you seem to be quite excited by it all. You're grinning like a Cheshire Cat!' Lucinda beamed as she brushed her hair, 'That obvious eh? My boyfriend has just asked me if I'll be his Pony Girl' The girl, who was in her late teens or early twenties, also beamed and turned to her, 'Hey. That's really cool! What did you say?' 'Thank you, and yes. I will be. I mean, I have. Now. For certain.' Before Lucinda could think, the girl hugged her and gave her a little kiss on the cheek. Lucinda blinked. 'Oops, I'm sorry. I just couldn't resist it. You look such a great couple and I'm really pleased for you, and jealous too! If you ever need another pony to play with...' Lucinda was speechless. She looked at the girl who was unashamedly staring straight at her. 'You'll make a very pretty pony, your boyfriend is a very lucky guy,' she continued. Lucinda felt her paranoia return a little. 'Do you know him?' 'Me? Not really. I'm a member of the BDSM club here and heard you were visiting tonight. I saw you both on the top table and,' she smiled sheepishly, 'followed you in here.' Her face softened and Lucinda thought she was about to kiss her again, 'I was serious about another pony to play with you know.' 'Er yes. OK. I'm not sure. Things are moving very fast for me.' 'No probs.' She touched L's hand, reached into her bag and slipped a business card into L's hand. 'I'm Cat, Catherine, give me a call if you'd like to meet and chat sometime.' Lucinda looked at the card and smiled. 'Pleased to meet you Cat, I'm Lucinda.' She didn't know whether to shake hands or kiss the girl. Instead she changed the subject, 'We should be getting back, I guess' The girl laughed. 'Sure. Take care.' She winked as Lucinda squeezed past.

As the door to the ladies' loo closed behind her, Lucinda stopped in the corridor and took a deep breath. Wow. Was that a pick up? She felt a delicious tingle in her loins. Maybe a threesome wasn't such a bad idea. Stop it girl! She chided herself. But, hang on. A few hours ago you were Little Miss Innocent and now you're you've just seen a guy with weights dangling from his willy, a happily married woman having multiple climaxes in public and been standing knickerless in the loo in a BDSM club while flirting with a lesbian! And you've agreed to become a pony girl. She smiled. Too bloody right I have. Peter was not the only lucky one tonight. She took a deep breath. Put her hand on the door handle. Bye, bye innocence, make way for Lucky Lady!

Summary: Lucinda, an attractive 26-year-old advertising executive, is bored with her shallow job. Peter, a 39-year-old ex-football playing network trouble-shooter from America, introduces her to the world of pony-play. She seeks a hedonistic but trusting relationship whereas he wishes to add her to his long list of trophies. A Pony Tale chronicles her experiences and challenges during this journey.

Warning: This work contains adult material. It explicitly describes heterosexual, homosexual and group sex activities and covers many aspects of submission and discipline. It is NOT to be viewed by minors or residents of countries where the depiction of these acts is illegal.