AllisonsTraining

by Jennifer Campbell

  A shrill scream of a whinny interrupted their conversation, and Allison and Bri looked at each other as neither of them recognized the voice. It was Angelica, screaming out mare passion as Dan rammed his hard shaft deep in her rectum. In Allison and Jill's regular stall, Dan had already taken Angelica's pussy, fucking her like a piston until she came once, and now his well lubed shaft was impaled in her bowels, while he let his fingers reach under and play with his fellow trainer's helpless clit.

  "Ooooogggggddd.” Angelica moaned through her bit, but she made all the effort a stocked mare could to press back against the invading erection.

  Dan was enjoying, as he imagined she had just tried to say ‘oh god’ at the depth and girth of his shaft, but he promised himself this was a one time thing, in payment of a debt. Never to be repeated, as in three days, Allison will be mine.

  Finally Angelica climaxed to Dan's anal assault, whinnying out her crazed pleasure, and collapsing against her stocks and nasal hooks, not caring about how they felt.

  "Angelica, you look so good as a mare, I truly hate to let you revert back to a trainer right away, so I'm going to give you a shot of Progesterone-X, I brought along, and slip the dildos into you. Now Doc assured me this was a fast-acting shot, which would dissipate in about eight hours, but in the meantime you'll be a sex starved slut mare, which I imagine you will enjoy."

  Slipping the rubber shafts in her pussy and ass, and injecting her fleshy bottom, Dan listened for sounds indicating her mood. As he exited the stall, locking the door behind him, he heard what could only be interpreted as a whinny of assent.

  * * * *

  It was 3am, and Owen’ office lights were still burning. Feeling like he had been on the phone all day, placing orders for immediate shipping and buying things he might never see, he was now calculating out the cost of it all. Forty-two thousand dollars today, and likely he would spend twice that tomorrow, but it was well worth it. Yes, I would spend twice as much to make it work.

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  Racked by dreams she did not fully understand, Allison had a fairly sleepless night before the show. First, Dan had been literally riding her, as her arms and legs had elongated to true horse's legs, and he had climbed on her back and ridden her hard. When he stopped, and fastened her to a post, her body had reverted back to a woman, and he had taken her lustily, driving his cock into her holes until she came and came.

  What bothered her most though was the fight. After Dan had hitched her to the post and fucked her silly, he had slapped her bottom and entered a saloon, looking like a cowboy out of the Old West. Waiting and waiting for him to return, she was suddenly alarmed by the sound of gunfire, and Dan had crashed through the saloon window, wounded and bleeding. Out of the saloon stepped a man in the long black coat, wearing a sheriff's badge, his guns still smoking. He pointed one at Dan, aiming carefully as if to put the English trainer out of his misery permanently.

  Allison let out a shrill whinny, and dived to protect her man, ripping clamps away from her nipples to excruciating pain, but she took the bullet the sheriff intended for Dan. Bleeding like her lover, she looked up at the sheriff, and could not believe she had not recognized him earlier. The sheriff was Nick, staring coldly down at the two wounded lovers.

  Damn it if the dream didn't always end there. Dreams are undependable as guides to the future. Does it mean I save Dan's life, or that Nick will destroy him? The main thing I'm worried about is whether to stay or leave the farm, but it seems to make no comment on that. Frustrated she slammed back against her dildos, while looking over at the sleeping Brianna.

  * * * *

  Naked and arm bound with her nipples clamped, Angelica slipped into Dan's quarters, the door being open as it always was. Christ his cock is so big and good inside me, I have to have more. I see now what Allison does, as I want to be his mare.

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  Jimmy paced up and down his quarters, unsure of what to do. He had promised to trust Owen to give Bri what she needed, but he felt drawn to tell her exactly how he felt and that she could leave this farm with him any time she wanted. All she had to do is give him the word. He turned, opened his door, and was gone toward the barn.

  * * * *

  Bri roused, and looked over at the rutting Allison, knowing the need she felt so strongly. “Horny? Have the dreams stopped?"

  Slamming back hard, in a final orgasmic thrust, Allison whinnied out her pleasure, took a deep breath, and answered. “Incredibly, it seems the more I dream the hornier I get, but I don't understand the dreams. It's so freaking frustrating."

  "Tell me another one, maybe together we can solve it."

  "Well you heard about the sheriff one, oh, there's another one where Nick and I are in the car, just like we were riding up here. The same things happen, but this time he doesn't have Owen take me. We spend a nice day here, and I go riding on a real horse, and then we drive home. Yet as soon as we get home, I'm sad, like I'm missing something, and Nick becomes distant. Our lives dribble on, but I feel unfulfilled, like something should have happened but I don't know what.” Allison pauses, as if the coming part is hard to say.

  "I start seeing this man following me, and it's Dan, but I don't know Dan so it's stalker-like, and I'm freaked. I start seeing him watching me everywhere, work, shopping, outside our apartment, but then one day when I'm off, and Nick isn't home he comes right to the door of our apartment. I see him on the monitor, and I'm afraid, but still strangely compelled to see what he wants. I notice he's handsome, and strong, but like I'm not me I open the door.

  "What do you want? I've seen you following me."

  "I'm here to train you.” He dumps a plastic bag he's carrying, and I see cuffs, clamps, chains, and an empty armbinder, all the things mares wear.

  I don't understand and I'm frightened, so I slam the door and lock it. Hurrying to the phone I dial 911, but he breaks the door down. He tears off my blouse, and tries to bend me over, pulling up my skirt and trying to get a hand into my panties, but I fight like a banshee and finally I get the chance for one good shot to his groin, and I don't miss.

  He collapses in pain, and starts moaning something about me regretting not getting his training. The cops come to take him away, and as I watch them cuff him and lead him away, I'm compelled to blurt out a question to him. “What the fuck where you going to do to me, you perv.” The officer turns and looks sternly at me as if I'm going to attack him, but I'm not, I just want to know.

  Dan turns and I see tenderness in his eye, but firmness in his face. “I was going to give you what you need to be happy, what you missed for some reason."

  I don't understand, and he doesn't say more, as the officers take him away. Just after they leave, Nick strolls in, knowing nothing of my ordeal. As I look at him, I feel so empty."

  "It just ends there.” Bri inquires, and Allison nods. “It's almost like an alternate universe scenario, like what you would be without the farm."

  Suddenly the stall door slams open, and Jimmy runs to Bri, removes her from the stocks, and hugs her. “I had to come tell you. I love you, and all you have to do is say the word and I'll take you out of here. Oh, please, Bri, give me the word."

  Bri hugs him, feels his warm chest and revels in his words of devotion. She kisses him and as she does, something inside opens and she knows more about herself. “Jimmy, I love you too, but I can't give you the word. However, thanks to your words and your love, I think I know now who can."

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  The pain courses through Angelica, as does the humiliation, as Dan's slap of her face lands her on the floor of his quarters. I dressed up as a mare for him, all submissive and pretty, ready to be fucked, but he doesn't want me. He really does want her, and only her.

  "How dare you think you could come here and have me, just because you wanted me? I paid you what I owed you, so now get out of here and stick to your trainer duties, you're not my mare, understand."

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  Allison and Bri were packed full of nerv
ous tension in the chute, as they waited to be released into the show ring. Dressed in white armbinders, head plumes, tail plugs and shoes, they looked like angelic mares, descended from heaven. Their bellies fluttering with tension they looked out at all the people who had come to watch them perform as mares, and the faces in the crowd that mattered to them. When Allison first saw Nick in the stands he had seemed happy, but then Owen had come over to him and his face darkened. Owen told him of my liberty, my ability to make my own decision, and he doesn't like it.

  Not wanting to dwell on her unhappy ex, Allison's blue eyes sought out Dan, but he was not behind her in the area next to the chute. Where is he? We'll be starting soon, and he's ... Oh, no.

  Catching sight of Dan in the far stands, Allison turned and saw a different trainer taking her and Bri's lead lines, Angelica. Whinnying in panic, Allison attracted Bri's attention from gazing at Jimmy, and her eyes pointed at what she had discovered. Bri turned, saw, and understood Allison's upset, but she nickered softly and pressed up to her fellow mare.

  Using her body to push Allison to face the ring, Bri at first nodded her head at Allison, then she put her chin to her chest as if acknowledging herself, and then she clearly pushed her head out towards the ring and smiled.

  This is about you and me and that ring, Angelica doesn't matter. That's what she's trying to tell me. Nodding that she understood her best friend's message, Allison heard Angelica's voice behind her, but she shut it out. “Time to perform, little, blond slut. Let's see if you can handle a real trainer."

  Holding the leather lead rope that was attached to Allison's bridle and bit in her right hand, Angelica snapped it hard, unlike the left lead to Bri, which she just held onto. The two mares launched through the opened gate into the show ring exhibiting perfect trot form which they seemed to communicate internally to themselves. Again Angelica snapped Allison's lead, making her head jerk backward but not ruining her flawless form, as was the goal.

  Inside Allison was ecstatic, as she actually felt her knees striking the chain dangling from between her nipples at each trot step, so she knew she was high enough. What she did not know however was how in step she was with Bri, the two human mares moving as one as they pranced around the show ring. Allison couldn't see how obvious it was to the trainers, and even the general public, that each time Angelica snapped her lead she had done absolutely nothing wrong to deserve the correction.

  Soon the whole crowd started to cheer Allison and Bri, but reacted with boos every time Angelica jerked Allison's lead. Knowing she was undone, Angelica stopped her unwarranted corrections and allowed Allison and Bri to complete a perfect run, which would be scored a ten by five out of six ringside judges.

  Defeated and disgusted with herself for being so petty, Angelica pulled her charges up at the chute door, their work completed flawlessly. Dropping the leads, she walked out in front of the mares, taking Allison's bit and bridle off. Going down on bent knee, Angelica spoke he voice tinged with regret and sorrow. “I've strayed from my principles as a trainer, to treat all mares equally and firmly, with a true hand toward their development. I beg you forgiveness, Allison, for being jealous of you and your relationship with Dan, and using my position to try to make you fail. Can you forgive me?"

  Taken aback by the honesty of the chestnut-haired trainer, Allison looked at Bri, who shrugged her shoulders not knowing what to do with a trainer begging forgiveness of a mare. So she wants Dan, but apparently he rejected her, or else she wouldn't be so upset at me. That's flattering, and she is a good trainer when she isn't a jealous bitch, so I should forgive, after all, there are not many among us don't get jealous from time to time. However, I think I deserve a reward for this perfect run.

  "You're forgiven, Angelica, on one condition. Bri and I get one of those fisting orgasms you do each day for the next week, as a reward for my perseverance through your abuse. Deal?"

  "Deal, and my pleasure, as you both deserve it. Thank you, Allison for your forgiveness.” Angelica stood up, and turned to leave, but Owen interrupted her going. “Stay, Angelica, I forgive you too, if the mare can, and you may be interested in what comes next."

  Owen pulled out his cell phone and punched just one number. “Bring the car up now, right into the show ring.” Pocketing his cell, Owen addressed the crowd. “Gentlemen and mares, please bear with me, this will take but a few moments of your time, and is well worth your attention."

  Soon everyone was distracted by a stretch limo pulling right through the chute alley into the show ring. Two women got out of the stretch and Owen nodded knowingly at them, and they went to work, pulling bags out of the car.

  In no time at all they had stripped Bri of all vestiges of her mare life, save for her tattoo and nipple rings, and then they proceeded to dress her immaculately like two ladies in waiting of old. Decking her out in a beautiful blue chiffon gown, sparkling with facets, they adorned her neck with a bejeweled necklace rather than a collar, and her head with a diamond tiara rather than a mare plume.

  Now Jimmy stepped forward. “What's up, Owen, what are you doing with her."

  Owen’ eyes, looking at his sister, were glassy, but he did reply. “What I should have done years ago."

  Shaking away his stupor, Owen addressed the crowd, and more importantly, his sister. “Six years ago I made a terrible mistake, and my sister, Bri, has paid for it, but that ends today. I thought I loved my sister and took her as a lover, getting her pregnant and understandably messing up her judgment. Understandably, she thought no one on the outside world wanted her save me, and she became a mare at fifteen, dedicating her life to this farm in the most meaningful of ways possible. A model mare for six years, I free her and her lover, Jimmy, today, to go seek out what I took from her."

  Choking off emotion he continued. “I still love you, Bri, always will, but as an older brother should love his sister. Get into this limo with Jimmy, and leave here I beg you. These two ladies, Monica and Denise, are your guides, and they will show you all I have prepared for you. Apartment, bank account, finishing high school, college, and much more are waiting out there for you. Go live the life you should have had I not spoiled it.” He moved to her, but paused, unsure if she wanted him to hug her.

  Bri's actions spoke as loud as her words ever could have, pushing to her long-lost brother. She hugged him, tears streaming down her face. “This is wonderful, O, but all you had to do is give me the word. I figured out last night that's what I was waiting for, to hear you say you wanted me to go. Ever since I met Jimmy, I've been waiting for your release. Thank you and I love you too."

  The crowd applauded as Bri hugged Allison, and whispered in her ear. “Take Dan, but the staying or leaving is up to you. I would love you as a friend on the outside, but if you need this life, I understand that too."

  "I'll always be your true friend, no matter where I am, Bri."

  Taking Jimmy's hand, Bri let him help her into the limo, as she was still shaken with the powerful emotions of the moment. Monica and Denise followed, and they shut the door, but Jimmy lowered the window and spoke to Owen. “You're a class act, Owen, and you deliver in style.” He laughed and raised the window and the limo backed up down the chute entry.

  "Well, there's only one more thing. Allison, it's time for your decision.” Owen said as he looked over the white plumed blond.

  Casting a look at Nick, who lowered his head, she moved to Dan, pressing her breasts to the muscular trainer's chest.

  "I'm sorry, Nick, you were right about what I needed, the discipline and the structure, but I've found someone else to give it to me. I'm going to stay here on the farm, as Dan's mare, but I'll remember forever that it was you who had the strength to set me on the right path."

  Nick looked up, tears in his eyes, and acknowledged Allison's words. “I knew this might happen, Ally, but I don't hold it against you. I've learned something too, sometimes it's best to do something yourself, and not leave it to others."

  Nick hadn't noticed Angelica movin
g to his side as he spoke to Allison, but when the trainer took his hand, and kissed it stooping to her knees as she did, he felt his cock stiffen with possibilities.

  Angelica was aroused, and after kissing his hand she let her bottom rub against his crotch in a shameless display of sexual need. He's a member of the board, handsome, with a nice hard shaft to fill me. A trainer/mare could do a lot worse.

  As if wanting to show her mare need as well, Allison kissed Dan fiercely, and then looked at Owen. “I wish to have my tattoo changed immediately, Master Owen.” She whinnied, loud and long so all could hear. “One more thing, when Doc changes my owner, I want my number changed too. I want to be 6490."

  Owen and Dan smiled almost simultaneously, as they knew Laughlin farm still had a top mare.

  The End

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  ABOUT JENNIFER CAMPBELL

  Jennifer Campbell lives in a modern log cabin, nestles under the fir and spruce that cover the mountain her ancestors settled under. She lives with her Master, Jack, who she serves in an eight year M/s relationship. Not wishing to live free or die, as the state's motto suggests, she continues her pure submission. Jennifer would love to hear from other submissives, especially those who are touched by her writings about female slavery. Never wanting to forget who and what she is, Jennifer will sometimes write when she is wearing her collar, or her nipple chain.

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  By Jennifer Campbell

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