The Slave in the Riding Stable

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Riding Mistress

A fictional story about being a slave in the riding stable of sadistic women.

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German Version

A new state form

Slave S. was a respected member of society until a few months ago. He was 32, handsome, and well educated. He had completed his law studies with top marks and had been active as a lawyer for almost two years after finishing his legal clerkship. He was used to moving in the best circles.

A great social change had already begun during his studies. The emancipation of women had passed a critical point. It was no longer just about gender equality, but rather revenge and the reversal of roles.

Women wanted revenge for the past 5000 years of their oppression, which they were granted. They had virtually taken power in the state. It was a gradual process that had now come to success.

After the balance of power in the state changed, the legal and judicial systems were of course changed as well.

Completely new laws and regulations had been introduced. For example, addressing women unsolicited was now a criminal offense if the woman did not consent. Cheating was also punished, but only for men.

However, many of these new regulations had only one goal: to put politically active and critical men behind bars.

Slave S. had, therefore, made it his duty to defend exactly these men as a lawyer. Most of the time, however, he fought for a lost cause, because the judge’s profession could only be carried out by women. It was the same for prosecutors, police, and judiciary.

But his intelligence and good education paid off one time or another by at least reducing the sentences of some defendants.

It may just be a drop in the bucket, but for a convict, it means a lot whether he is given 15 or 20 years of forced labor.

It gets dangerous

Of course, slave S. put himself in great danger through his commitment to justice, which he was well aware of, but his sense of duty still prevailed. He also believed that nothing would happen to him as long as he didn’t owe anything. A rough misjudgment!

What he did not know: The Attorney General was already planning his annihilation. Too often he’d gotten in her way in the courtroom in the past 12 months.

Together with a federal judge (whom she knew from equestrian sports), she planned his sentence.

Slave S. was arrested early in the morning without warning and put in custody. The charge: Lustful behavior towards a woman – anonymous report.

On the day of his arrest, a chastity cage was put on him. That was also a new rule in matriarchy. All prisoners had to be kept chaste until they were released – to protect the guards. Pure chicane, of course.

Slave S.’s verdict was quickly reached. It was a pure show process, which he had to attend completely naked. The federal judge and the attorney general, of course, worked together and had a good time during the trial.

The judge denied legal assistance to the defendant because he could defend himself since he was a lawyer.

At the end of a humiliating trial, Slave S. was sentenced to 10 years on a prison island.

After the sentence was pronounced, S. was on the verge of a nervous breakdown, because these islands were tough. On the one hand, they were prisons, only for political male prisoners. On the other hand, there were amusement parks for women with wellness offers, riding facilities, and shopping centers.

The staff there were, of course, the prisoners.

The prison riding stable

For S., however, the two women had thought of something very special, after all, he was not an arbitrary prisoner.

Both the judge and her friend had their own horses on one of the prison islands. At least once a month they both went on a riding vacation together.

The riding stables there had no prisoner to take care of the cleanliness and the horse manure. Of course, additional tasks would be added as soon as a suitable candidate was found.

Weeks before S.’s arrest, the two women had the idea (on a riding excursion) that he was the ideal candidate for this post.

So, the process and its transfer to the island was the completion of a long-cherished plan.

Immediately after his arrival on the island, slave S. was handed over to the stable mistress. Of course, she was a good friend of the judge and prosecutor and already had many plans for slave S.

She was extremely feared among the prisoners, since she almost always carried a riding crop with her, which she used generously and without warning on the rear of the prisoners.

As the person in charge of the riding area and the horses, she always had slave S. under her supervision.

The everyday life of a riding stable slave

For S., the first weeks were pure hell. Of course, he was still wearing the chastity cage from his arrest. There was probably no key for it anymore.

The cage was also his only piece of clothing because all prisoners had to be naked at all times, but that’s not all. Every prisoner had to be bondaged when outside his cell. For this, each prisoner had his own combination of hand and footcuffs, which were connected with a chain. They had to be put on before leaving the cell with no exceptions!

Hand and Feet Cuffs
His Cuffs

For S., life was made significantly more difficult because he had to work hard in the barn every day. He had to clean and feed the horses. Of course, he also had to clear away the horse manure.

However, he was not allowed to work on the horses themselves. Dealing with these “higher beings” was reserved exclusively for women. Horses were considered more valuable than men here.

With hands and feet tied together, it was not so easy. The handling of the shovel and broom became a pure feat because he couldn’t afford to be lazy. The stable mistress was extremely dissatisfied with his performance, especially at the beginning, and let him feel it several times a day.

But even after his service in the barn, when he was brought into his cell (which was also in the barn) he was not yet finished.

When he did a good job, he would be released from his chains, but that was not to be taken for granted either.  He was rarely released from his chains overnight by the stable mistress, because she was rarely satisfied with his performance, especially in the first few weeks.

Sometimes, when she was in a particularly good mood, he was allowed to take care of her personal lust and needs.

Before night’s rest in his cell there was a very special task waiting for him – he had to clean all the pairs of boots worn by riders throughout the day. That was never less than 10 couples, sometimes even 20 couples on weekends.

The boots had to be neatly cleaned, oiled, and polished.

Every morning the stable mistress checked every pair of boots. With even the slightest defects, slave S. had a red butt before starting work, because for every dirty boot there were 10 blows with the riding crop.

The strict chastity

As humiliating as this may sound, Slave S. suffered from one other thing above all.

Ladies came to the stables every day, either as prison guards in their spare time, or women who were on vacation on the island.

Of course, word quickly got around that a former (good-looking) lawyer was employed as a slave in the barn. For this reason alone, many women booked a riding holiday on the prison island, but only the richest and most powerful of the state could afford this island.

Every time one of these women entered the stables, slave S. immediately had to leave his work and hurry over, throw himself on the ground and kiss the rider’s boots. But that’s not all! Of course, every lady knew how difficult permanent chastity is for a slave.

The particularly sadistic women made fun of torturing slave S. even further. It hadn’t been hidden from them how much their tight breeches made S. upset and excited.

After kissing their boots, they turned around without a word and S. had to kiss their buttocks one by one until they had enough and went to their horses. Only then was the slave allowed to continue his work.

At night, S. was often half awake even though he had worked hard. He was too excited by all the beautiful ladies who visited the stables every day. So, he‘d lay there and tried to think of something else because his chastity cage tortured him terribly, especially because all of these beautiful boots were in his cell every night, which he could now assign to each owner.

A high visit

The absolute highlight of humiliation for S. was the visit of two old acquaintances. After a month, the judge and prosecutor came for a riding weekend. S. of course did not know in advance that they would come.

He heard the usual opening of the barn door and immediately hurried to the entrance. Once there, anger shot up when he recognized the guests. After all, they were responsible for ensuring that he was in this hopeless situation. He had no choice but to carry out the usual program, otherwise, he would have been terribly punished in front of his visit, he was sure.

When he finished kissing the boots, he was horrified to find out that both women turned around and demanded kisses on their very best. Of course, he had to fulfill this request without hesitation.

After almost endless kissing, both women turned and smiled contentedly at the kneeling slave S.

“I think this new outfit suits him much better than the attorney’s suits.” – said the judge to her friend.

“In fact, I don’t think anything is missing, nice to see that he’s in good hands here” – said the prosecutor.

The perfect Femdom Comic for Pony Play – “The Spanish Leather – Part 2”:

With this keyword, the stable mistress came around the corner and a warm welcome was given with kisses.

Slave S. wanted to use the moment to quietly disappear from this embarrassing situation, but he was ordered to stop with a sharp “Stay here!”.

The three ladies had an amusing conversation about S.’s stay so far. The stable mistress reported in great detail how she had to constantly discipline and punish him.

S.‘s head turned red from so much shame and he would have preferred to sink into the ground.

But, as always, things got worse.

The stable master said that it was time to introduce him to a new area of ​​responsibility.

“You can now be a horse yourself, isn’t that great?” All three women laughed.

S. felt a knot in his throat. He was led by the stable mistress into the rear part of the stable. There was a small rickshaw for two people.

Before he knew it, he was chained to the drawbar and equipped with bridles.

The stable mistress took the reins and led him outside. S. was subtly awkward, and he had problems pulling the rickshaw.

The other two women were already waiting outside. With a satisfied look, they peered at S.

“Have a lot of fun” said the stable mistress and handed over the reins.

Both women took a seat in the rickshaw and S. felt the weight increase on the handles to which his hands were chained.

The stable mistress came to him again and whispered in his ear: “Be a good boy, I don’t want to hear any complaints. In addition, your ‘closed‘ season is over today!”

Turning to the ladies, she said, “I’ll see you tonight. If he causes trouble, don’t use your whip sparingly, and don’t forget to report any misconduct to me.”

Next, the human horse felt a sharp pain all over his back, followed by a “HEY!”.

He knew immediately what to do and started running.

THE END If the story pleases, I’ll be happy to write a sequel, let me know in the comments.

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