Today we're going to have a slightly different riding lesson, whipping a standing pony? My friend Samantha and I, dressed as jockeys and armed with riding crops, have this exceptionally tied up and naked male pony at our disposal to make us exercise with whips. The riding crops are stiff, I even use a stick and the effects are immediately visible on the skin of our slave who immediately shows clear, red marks. Samantha and I take turns, we get a little tired too but never as much as the pony who is called to resist beyond its limit as it squirms under our blows. But the more he wriggles, the more our sadism is stimulated and we strike more viciously until he neighs, only then will we stop.
