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　The Pony Princess.

　based on the picture "Longrider" by theVet.

　The horse was tired, more tired than a horse should be. Not used to traveling long distances, the mad mind in the horse's head was exhausted. The Longrider knew this. It had been his third horse in the last two months. None of them were up to the task but his hands were tied, figuratively speaking. He was only allowed this kind of horse.

　He glanced down at someone for whom the phrase, "hands were tied" was not figurative at all. She had come a long way on foot, doing a lot better than the horses he had ridden. Her feet had suffered of course and he had managed to get away with wrapping her feet in rags to hold off the worst of the punishment, but that was about all.

　More the magic wouldn't allow.

　The rider was surprised the girl had lasted this long, and there was still a long way to go.

　He looked away, once again feeling the sexual stirring within him that occurred to all men who looked at her for any length of time. It was not his place to think of such things, his path was already laid out.

　He scanned the area, noting the mud walled buildings ahead and sighed in relief. Soon they would stop and go through the ritual, and then the peace of a bed. Two months was a long time to be on the road in his opinion, the horses weren't the only things getting tired.

　As he rode closer, the girl padding along beside him, he saw people gathering together in what could have been the town square if this collection of a half dozen or so buildings could be called a town. Men, women and children all came out of where they had been hiding to stare at him.

　No, not at him, he was rarely noticed until he spoke. They came out to stare at the girl.

　She was a sight to see he had to admit. Naked, she walked or ran as best she could beside him as they traveled. She did not cover herself with her hands because she couldn't. Her wrists were bound to her upper arms and her elbows were tied behind her back, brought together until they touched. Around her neck was a collar and across her face was a bridle of leather and steel that forced her mouth open and prevented her from making speech. On her ankles were leather straps with rings for further binding, but the most humiliating aspects were what had been done to her intimate areas. Her nipples were ringed, with bells attached that jingled pleasantly as she moved. Protruding from her ass was a thick tail of hair that matched the hair on her head exactly. It was held in place with a huge plug that invaded her anus and could not be pushed out. And finally, from her sex could be seen hanging a string with two large beads attached to it.

　All in all a bizarre sight, and one the locals would no doubt remember and talk about for the rest of their lives.

　The rider stopped his horse, and obediently the girl stopped too. She stood panting in the heat of the evening, covered in dust, her eyes on the ground in front of her. She didn't like to look at the people any more.

　Some of the men stepped forward, their eyes on the dirty but still beautiful woman at the rider's side. The Longrider saw questions in their eyes, as well as lust. It was expected for it was intended.

　And so it began.

　"What's going on here?" one of the men called up to him.

　"I am the Longrider, envoy of the King. I travel on his orders," said the rider.

　"What about her?" another man asked, gesturing to the naked girl.

　"This is his daughter, Princess Dee."

　The men laughed, all but one.

　"A princess, huh?" said another. "Looks like a trollop to me! What did she do to end up like this, bite a customers dick off?"

　The men laughed again.

　The Longrider leaned forward. "Oh this IS the princess, and I come with a tale to tell and a challenge to issue, one that will save your very lives!"

　This quieted the men down. Out here on the fringes of the kingdom, traveling story tellers were rare, so any entertainment was not to taken lightly, even one as strange as this pair.

　"Tell us your tale, old man!" shouted one, and the others began to echo the order.

　The Longrider nodded and slid off his horse. "I'll tell you the tale, don't you worry, but first some water for me and my horse."

　Orders were yelled and a woman brought out a goat skin bag filled with water. The Longrider took it gratefully and drank long from it. Another woman brought out a bucket filled with water and set it down in front of the horse. The horse looked at it for a moment as if not knowing what to do, before dipping its muzzle into it and drinking. A third woman cautiously approached the bound girl carrying another goat skin bag, but of course the princess could not reach out for it although she looked at the water with a very thirsty expression. The Longrider noticed this and waved the woman away. "Leave her be," he ordered.

　The woman backed off and the small crowd watched as man and horse drank while the princess went thirsty. Only when his thirst had been satisfied did the Longrider take action for the girl. He took the now empty bucket from the horse and emptied what was left of his water into it. He then placed it in front of the girl who dropped to her knees and stuck her head inside, lapping at the water as best she could. The crowd watched in shock as she drank from the horse's bucket.

　"Now I will tell my tale, so gather round," said the Longrider.

　When he was sure he had their attention he told of why he was there and why he and the princess had been traveling together for two months with her naked and bound. He told of the King's hunting party, and how in the heat of the chase they happened across the cottage of Rudd the Wizard. Mistaking the Wizard's horse for the buck they were after, the King's own bow brought down the animal.

　Mad with rage, Rudd cursed the King and the kingdom, vowing to turn all who were born within it's boundaries into horses, to replace the one he had lost.

　But the King was a silver tongued man, and managed to extract a way out from the enraged Wizard. There was a chance, a small one admittedly, that the curse could be defeated and the kingdom saved. But that chance came at the price of something the King held dear, the life of his only daughter, Princess Dee. She would be the key to the kingdom's future, she and the men who lived here.

　The Longrider went on to tell how the curse that endangered them all could be turned. The princess had been bound by magic, no longer quite human she was bound into bondage as a ponygirl. The bonds would never come off until the curse was vanquished and she could never be clothed further. In her sex were placed twelve large beads on a single cord. For each month that passed one bead would fall from her, the string hanging between her legs until the last one falls.

　But that was the danger, for the string showed how much time the kingdom had left. When the last bead fell, the kingdom would lose it's humanity.

　The Men asked how the curse could be stopped, all believing the tale because it was this kind of land and this kind of time.

　The Longrider told them how his task was to find the man who COULD stop the curse. The man who would save them would be the man who could pull the beads from the princess and replace them with his own manhood. Only the passion of man and woman together could save the kingdom, for the passion of love was a stronger magic than any Wizard's.

　Some of the men smiled at this and eyed the princess hungrily. If all they had to do was yank the string from her and fuck her...well, what the hell was the problem?

　The Longrider sighed and gave them a warning. He told them that the princess was a virgin, and her tight sex had been magically enhanced to the point that in two months not one man had been able to even pull one bead from her.

　And there was one more danger, there was a terrible price to be paid by any man who tried to break the curse.

　The men yelled at him to disclose the price but the Longrider held his peace. He was not permitted to talk about it.

　This didn't bother one man though. Gaspode was a big man with a big ego, well used to getting his own way, especially with women. He pushed the others aside and made for the princess who rested on her knees in the dirt.

　"I'll save the kingdom!" he yelled, laughing.

　The other men laughed too, although most of them were jealous that Gaspode got to go first.

　The Longrider watched as Gaspode reached down and picked up the ponygirl princess, lifting her clear off the ground. She closed her eyes as he brought a ringed nipple to his mouth. She was now used to the humiliation of her position, and the attentions of men, but it didn't make it any easier for her. Gaspode laughed and put her down, mauling her breasts with one hand while caressing her helpless body with the other.

　"This one could do with a little more meat on her bones, she's as tough as a boot!"

　The crowd laughed.

　Gaspode smiled and ran his hands all over her naked body, pinching and tugging and making Princess Dee yelp in pain. He tried to pull out the tail she wore in her ass but had no luck. Then he grabbed hold of the cord and two beads that hung between the girl's legs and pulled hard.

　The ponygirl screamed and writhed against her bonds.

　A couple of the men stepped forward, alarmed at the obvious pain the princess was suffering, but were warned back by the look on Gaspode's face. He pulled again, harder, making her scream even more, but still not one bead pulled out from her virgin sex. Gaspode was frustrated but not done. He picked the girl up once more and taking hold of the cord, tipped her over so she was now upside down. The ponygirl screamed long and loud as Gaspode held her in the air by only the string, her full weight borne by her sex and the beads trapped within. Amazed, Gaspode started to swing her about, but it was no good. No matter how much force he used he could not break any more beads free.

　It was when he reached for his knife to cut the beads out of her that the Longrider stopped him. "No," he said.

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