I moved forwards but he staying in me. I moved a bit more till he flopped out. I moved round slightly and felt anal and pussy juices leaking out of me... His cock stood long, thick purple and very, very angry. He just smiled at me.“Where ya going?”“Nowhere - just a bit…. Intense?” I complained but he smiled politely and said:“You are doing fine - this is unreal!”‘Thanks a phuking lot!’ I thought to myself. He just stayed there and soon I was reversing myself onto him again.“I really wanna phuk. He checked the bandages while he murmured words of comfort, and replaced one of them. The blood was slowing down, and he was relieved. He did not have a lot of bandages, or iodine. He got out his whiskey flask, and put it to her lips. She pulled her head away at the taste, but he coaxed a few drops into her mouth. Soon she slept easier, numbed by the bitter alcohol. Pierre settled back on his haunches, and sighed. He felt hope come over him, sensing that she would be all right. He hoped she. I straddled my legs to perform my natural functions. Max, I knew, would not be too pleased since, by the look of the fresh straw, he had already ‘mucked out’ that morning.Still, it couldn’t be helped.However, he made no comment when he returned and simply led me into the Tack Room... there to clean me up; rub me down and groom me for a good hour or more.I was a Pony again.And now I truly knew there was no possibility of escaping my atrocious fate. They would not let up on me until I performed. “You may even be able to get this old man’s pecker working again if you are willing to try” he laughed.The girls were a bit disappointed that neither had any sexy lingerie with them - Di had only the clothes she arrived in and Els now only had a spare change of casual gear she had carried in a small bag as we had virtually destroyed the clothes she wore on arrival by tearing them in our urgency to disrobe. They both had a set of high heels and I encouraged then to put them on when walking.