WELL!!! That was a surprise!
The pony play, I mean.
I am a member of a couple of local bdsm groups in my area and one of them hosts a demo every month on different topics. One topic I had never seen presented was on pony play. I've only seen anyone mildly do pony play once or twice and never anything elaborate. I just haven't noticed much interest in it around my area.
A Domme and her male sub came from out of town to do the presentation. I was amazed! His pony name was "whiskey" and he was wonderful! He was so into it and it was obvious that they had spent a lot of time in training him. But, the part that was the most interesting to me was when he came out of character and answered questions about his head space during pony play. Listening to him, I became more and more intrigued.
I never play with folks I don't know. But, he was so reassuring and safe. He offered to allow myself and another interested sub to try out the equipment and give us a taste of it. He even did a little negociation, to see if I wanted to be naked. At that point, I didn't want that.
He began by blindfolding me. He talked to me and to others that were watching as he began to put the equipment on me; the coverings for my hands, the bridle, the bit in my mouth, the lead/reins. He began speaking in my ear, just for me alone. I could feel myself sinking into the pin-point of focus that happens in a scene. All the sounds and people around me began to fade away. Even as it happened, I was surprised by it. I had not expected it.
Just as a trainer does with a horse, he latched onto the bridle and pulled me into a standing position. He began to lead me around, instructing me as to my gait and speed. He even occasionally administered a little swat to keep me in line. I never heard or noticed my surroundings, just his voice.
What was the lure? the draw? It was the control. I gave it up totally. It was peaceful, knowing that I was totally in the present, just waiting and listening for the next command. No past or future to worry about. They didn't matter. All that mattered was obedience. I couldn't speak. Although I was totally clothed, he was at liberty to place his hands wherever he pleased, just as one would on a pony.
Wow!! All of that from one short scene! All I can say is, I want more!
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