Corrupting the Pony Girl

The warm late-spring sun shone down on the lush meadows stretching out between wide bands of trees which broke up the scenery and made it look like there was nothing in the world except for nature in its most friendly and beautiful form. Truly, there couldn't have been a better time and place to lie in the grass naked, tied and gagged.

As nice as the day and the scenery might be, though, Rylee couldn't help being annoyed at herself. She was supposed to be the best pony girl in the herd, and yet she'd been one of the first to be caught in this year's cowgirl competition.

It hard started out so well, with her staying easily ahead of the pursuers, doing her best to break away from the bulk of the other pony girls so everyone would choose to hunt them instead of her. One of the cowgirls had pulled a fast one on her, though. She'd stayed back while her colleagues ran after the herd, only to circle around to where she guessed Rylee would ultimately escape to. And she'd guessed right. Rylee had just broken out of one of the stripes of forest when a lasso around her legs had made her smack down on the grass in the most undignified way.

It wasn't that Rylee had a problem with being bundled up and left behind while the rest of the cowgirls and pony girls continued their hunt. That was part of the game. It rubbed her the wrong way, though, that it had been a fresh upstart of a cowgirl who'd caught her, and so quickly at that. Stupid beginner's luck! Now everyone would think that she was the hot shit, and they'd wonder if Rylee had lost her spark.

Well, for now there was nothing she could do about it except gnaw on her bit gag in annoyance. It was one of the soft rubber ones, at least. The usual steel ones wouldn't be safe for this competition, given how the pony girls were pretty much expected to collide with the ground in a less than controlled manner at some point. Nobody would profit if they lost a tooth or two in the process.

As much as Rylee was loathe to admit it, that young cowgirl knew her ropes. While the bondage was nothing fancy (wrists joined with rope cuffs behind Rylee's back, her legs tucked in, ankles tightly bound to her thighs), it was as effective as could be.

While caught ponies were supposed to lie there and wait until they got collected at the end of the hunt, Rylee had sneakily tried to break out of her bonds, to make it look like the cowgirl had screwed up the bondage. It might help her save face if she could show that her captor coasted along purely on trickery with no skill to back it up. But despite her best efforts it was impossible to get to the knot of her rope cuffs with her fingers, and rubbing them against a stone had only earned her some scrapes on her wrists. And while she could almost reach the ropes on her legs, it remained at this infuriating "almost".

A rustle in the nearby trees caught Rylee's attention. Was the hunt over already and they were coming to get her? It seemed too early. After all, Rylee had been caught barely half an hour in, and she could have only been lying there for another half an hour or so. Usually these hunts lasted for several hours. Then again, maybe the other pony girls had delivered a similarly pathetic performance. Not that her own performance had been pathetic, of course, since she'd only been caught by blind luck.

Turned out, it wasn't a cowgirl. The woman with the bright blond hair appearing from between the trees was just as naked at Rylee, though instead of a bit gag she wore a collar with a short chain attached as a leash. One of the dog girls that had been brought along to assist in the hunt, only that this one had apparently gotten separated from her owner. Or had run away, more likely. Rylee didn't remember the names of all pet girls on the ranch, but she knew Daisy here, for the simple fact that she had to be the laziest and most badly behaved dog girl in history.

"Now look at that. Oh how the great have fallen." The fact that Daisy didn't make even the slightest attempt to stay in character was further proof that she was acting on her own accord. Instead of helping to round up the remaining pony girls like she was supposed to, she'd put it into her pretty but otherwise useless head to go gawk at Rylee instead.

"Is it true that a total newbie did you in? And so quickly to boot? Bet you don't feel so high and mighty anymore, now do you?" She knelt over Rylee, then dropped down in swift swoop so she sat on Rylee's belly, momentarily pushing the air out of her lungs.

Rylee growled. With the gag in, that was about the only way for her to express what she thought of Daisy's behavior. Not that she'd have had anything to say to her even if her mouth had been free. Daisy simply wasn't worth the time of her day. She only hoped that the poor gal who'd received Daisy as an aid would come for her soon, give her good thrashing to remind her of her place, and be off again with her in tow.

"You know, you could try being a little nicer for once. No wonder nobody likes you."

Rylee made an exasperated huff. What was this girl on about? Rylee was a nice enough person, nicer than most people around her deserved, even. If anything, the reason the other pony girls looked at her funny was that they were jealous.

Not that they would have anything to be jealous about if only they'd put in the work to get better at their job. Rylee wasn't a natural genius. Anyone could achieve her level of strength and grace, the others were just too lazy to make an honest attempt at it, preferring instead to spend their time at "stable parties", as they called their endless orgies.

And in a way Rylee got it. She, too, had needs. Had an itch between her legs that wanted to be scratched from time to time. But like a good pony girl she impressed her owner to earn some sexual attention as a reward, instead of going for the cheap thrill of humping the next best pony she saw. Or make use of one of the many dog girls running around, their sloppy tongues eager to lick absolutely anything you presented to them.

"What's that? Still think you're something better than me?" Daisy tilted her head as she looked down on Rylee. "Don't think I haven't noticed the way you look at me. To you I'm just some dumb mutt, ain't I?"

"Hmpf." That noncommittal sound was the best Daisy would get. While Rylee wouldn't have called her a dumb mutt to her face, she had been thinking about Daisy along those lines. Still, it wasn't wise to openly antagonize her while she was in a position of relative power. A very temporary position, but someone like Daisy might abuse this chance with no regard for the punishments it would earn her later.

"Fair enough. After all, for the longest time I only thought of you as this dumb bootlicker with no life."

Rylee snorted. It was rich for a dog girl to call someone else a bootlicker. Then again, Daisy was the kind of dog you wouldn't trust with your boots for fear that she'd shred them to pieces.

Daisy sighed. She put her hands on Rylee's breasts and idly played with her nipples. "You know, you're such a pretty girl. You'd be the star of the stable if only you took that stick out of your ass and let the others play with you."

Rylee growled again. She tried to shake Daisy off, but between the dog girl's weight and her bondage she could barely wiggle her body, let alone get away.

"What's that? Got a problem? You're a pet girl, for fuck's sake, start acting like one!" Daisy let go of Rylee's breasts. Despite her harsh words, though, there was a strange softness in her eyes. "I just want to help you have a little fun for once."

Rylee grumbled and turned away as she realized that the look Daisy gave her was one of pity. It was so stupid. Daisy was the worst pet girl on the ranch by a long shot. By what authority was she making any kind of judgment call about Rylee's life?

"Come on, don't be like that!" Daisy make Rylee look at her again. She did it with her closed hand, and it felt like she was secretly holding something small. "I'm serious! I only want to help you. You might be a bit of a bitch, but hey, technically so am I, so we already have that in common."

Daisy gave Rylee a moment to react to the word play, but she only got the silence she deserved. "Anyway, I gotta admit, I feel a little sorry for you. You know, with how you don't really fit in. But if I confronted you about it any other time, you'd just tell me to mind my own business, so I thought, there's no day like today. You can't brush me off now, so you gotta at least listen and give me a chance to get through to you."

Rylee groaned and threw her head back into the grass. She regretted her own theatrics when the sudden movement made some drool dribble out of the corners of her mouth and run over her cheeks. The bit gag made swallowing possible for the most part, but it was still a bit of a struggle.

To her surprise, Daisy wiped it off her cheeks with gentle fingers. "I think you're a pretty cool person deep down. You're strong, you're smart, you're determined. And sexy, can't forget that. People just can't appreciate it because you make them feel like you're something better. But if we proved to them that you have a wild, fun side, that you're not above enjoying some raunchy adventures here and there, they'd see that you're just like them, and I'm sure they'd come around to you."

Daisy leaned in, her face hovering right above Rylee's as if she was letting her in on a secret, even though there was no one around to listen anyway. "Just imagine what would happen if there was a rumor that you got caught on purpose because you had a deal with me to meet you for some dirty fun. You'd be the talk of the stable. And it would totally fit. Like, you only play the haughty girl because you're embarrassed about the others seeing the real you, but in secret you're a slut like everyone else."

Rylee didn't know if she should be angry or amused by Daisy's ramblings. The idea was preposterous. No one who knew her would believe for even a moment that she'd have some secret sex deals with the most useless dog girl around.

Or so she'd like to think. Though, truth be told, none of the other pony girls knew her all that well. While Daisy was spouting unholy amounts of bullshit, she was correct insofar as that Rylee didn't have any real connection with her fellow pet girls. They were likely to believe pretty much anything about her if it came from the right source.

"Look, I even came prepared!"

Rylee's eyes grew wide as Daisy showed her what she'd been hiding in her hand: A tiny vibrator, the kind that was made to blast your clit until you sang Hallelujah.

Pets weren't allowed to have any toys. They might at times get given some, but only so they could put on a show for the entertainment of their owners. Stealing one for unsupervised use was a serious crime, one that earned you a lot more than a smarting ass. If they were found in the possession of that thing, they might very well spend the evening bound to the whipping post.

"I already had a test drive with it," Daisy continued, utterly unfazed by the kind of trouble she might get the two of them into. "And I can tell you, it's every bit as amazing as you think it is. With this I can make you come like you've never come before. So what do you say? Are you in for a little adventure?"

To her horror Rylee realized that she actually considered it. Only for a moment, of course. Daisy's proposal was absolutely crazy. If they got caught, not only would she have a real painful punishment to look forward to, her status as the best pony girl in the stable would be seriously jeopardized. And for what? For an orgasm and some street cred? Certainly not!

Even if it would be an amazing orgasm.

Given to her by a woman who was, despite all her flaws, admittedly pretty hot.

And it was kinda nice to imagine the other ponies giving her impressed looks when they heard what kind of naughty shenanigans Rylee had secretly been up to.

A dirty grin grew on Daisy's lips. Fuck, she'd hesitated too long! Rylee shook her head energetically, but it was too late.

"Don't try to deny it. We both know that you want to find out what it's like to live a little. Though I have to admit, it's hot to see you so conflicted."

Daisy leaned in. Due to the bit gag she couldn't properly kiss Rylee, though that wasn't her intention anyway. Daisy might be the world's worst dog girl when it came to behavior, but there was a reason she'd become a terrible dog girl instead of a terrible pony girl, a terrible maid, or any other kind of badly performed submissive role. Her personality profile was on point, and so were her sloppy dog kisses. She licked all over Rylee's lips, making her squirm in a weird mix of discomfort and arousal.

"I know it's gotta be hard for you to commit to doing such a bad thing when you see yourself as this perfect good girl. But maybe I can help you get over yourself." Daisy playfully tugged at Rylee's lower lip with her teeth. All her previous efforts to prevent Rylee from drooling over herself were more than undone by this point. "How about this: We both act as if you're not to blame. You just lie there, all bundled up and helpless, and then this crazy dog girl comes along and has her nasty ways with you. You can't stop her. What's happening to you isn't your fault, even if you end up liking it."

"Hngh?" Rylee stared back at Daisy, deeply confused about how to feel about any of this. The wet tingle on her lips and having Daisy's pretty face so close to her didn't make it easier to think calm, rational thoughts, either.

"That's a deal, isn't it? I'll even take full responsibility in case we get caught. Like, you've got all the plausible deniability in the world here. If they see you bound and gagged, like you're supposed to be, while I'm in a place I shouldn't be holding a toy I shouldn't have, it won't take much to convince them you're innocent. Oh, and just so you know..." She leaned in even closer, so her lips were right at Rylee's ears as she continued in a sultry whisper. "I kinda have a thing for seeing innocence get corrupted. If you let me have this, I'll be your bitch tomorrow. Just think of what you could make me do. And how impressed the other ponies are gonna be when they see that I let you order me around."

Rylee's breath caught. She knew that she should stick with what she knew was right and blow Daisy off. Whatever stupid sexy promises Daisy might make, they weren't worth losing her reputation as the best pony girl. And yet she couldn't help but fantasize about the things she'd be able to do if Daisy really became her bitch for a day. Especially since Daisy was the sluttiest pet girl around, which was a high bar to cross.

This would be the chance to try out all the things Rylee had always been kinda curious about but would have never been comfortable approaching someone with. For example, she'd like to find out if having your ass licked was as amazing as some of the others hyped it up to be. Knowing Daisy, she'd do it in a heartbeat. And who knew, if Daisy's plan worked and all this indeed broke the ice with the other ponies, maybe she might be able to unlock some other fantasies in the future...

But wouldn't she be a giant hypocrite if she broke the rules with Daisy, after shunning the others because they chose the cheap thrill of sex over being good ponies?

"So what's it gonna be? Do you want me to corrupt you?"

Rylee whined. Yes, in some way she wanted it. But she also wanted to be a good pony, and she wouldn't throw everything overboard like that. With a heavy heart, she shook her head.

"Thought so." Daisy didn't seem disappointed. In fact, her grin only grew wider. "Let's see how long you can keep lying to yourself."

Rylee froze as Daisy dragged her soft, wet tongue over her cheek, eyes shining with mischief. She must be thinking that Rylee's (admittedly not very convincing) head shake had been an act, a way of Rylee pretending not to want this, so Daisy could fully immerse herself into her corruption fantasy. Rylee should have cleared things up right away. Even with the gag, there were ways to make it unmistakably clear that she wanted to Daisy to back off.

But did she actually want her to? Or did she just want herself to want it?

This already shaky train of thought derailed completely when Daisy reached between Rylee's legs. It was embarrassing how easily two of her fingers slid into her. Embarrassing, but also so, so pleasurable.

"What's that? Flaunting your virtues when your body is just as slutty as everyone else's? You need to stop kidding yourself and admit that you're no better than us in any shape or form." Daisy curled her fingers inside Rylee, making her gasp. But while her mocking words stung, there was no malice behind them. Daisy might be calling her a lowly slut, but in her world there was genuinely nothing wrong with being a lowly slut.

Rylee tried to get it together and work up the strength to tell Daisy off. But that would have required blocking out how good her fingers felt inside her. Daisy might be nothing but a stupid mutt most of the time, but she knew how to hit a woman's weak spots. Maybe Rylee could enjoy this for a few seconds longer before putting an end to it...

"Already giving in? I expected you to put up more of a fight. Then again, it's not like you can argue against how much your body wants this." Daisy ripped her fingers out and held her hand up to Rylee's face. Her fingers glistened in the sun, and there were even some sticky strands forming between her index and middle finger. Was Rylee really this wet?

"It's time to really rub it in what you are." Daisy wiped her fingers on Rylee's face, and she did indeed really rub it in. She made sure to spread the raunchy wetness all over, onto her cheeks, her nose, her lips, even her tongue as she shoved her fingers between the gag and Rylee's teeth.

Rylee growled in indignation. She tried to twist away, but Daisy had her too completely under control. She exhaled sharply but couldn't dislodge the sticky droplets at her nostrils that filled her nose with her sweetly smell. And no matter how much she tried to swallow, thanks to the gag she wasn't able to get rid of the taste.

It wasn't that she had a problem with tasting herself on principle. She even liked it when her owner made her do it, but in those occasions it was a refined, sensual affair. Being treated in such a dirty manner by a random dog girl was humiliating.

"Don't like it?" Daisy asked with mock sympathy. "It's not healthy to dislike your own body. You're clearly lacking some self love. As a medical professional, I prescribe at least two self love sessions a day for a month, one in the morning and one before bedtime. That should help you get over these hangups."

Rylee huffed and tried to bite Daisy's fingers. Unsuccessfully, of course.

"Time to show you how good it can feel to be a bad girl." Daisy picked the vibrator back up and turned it on. Its buzz was surprisingly loud. That sound had to carry pretty far. Rylee could only hope that the hunting cowgirls wouldn't hear it and come looking to see what was going on.

Wait, what was she thinking? It was bad enough how tempted she was by Daisy's indecent suggestions. Was she really hoping for Daisy to get away with it? She might not be able to help herself from getting turned on, but as a good pony she should still be happy if Daisy was caught and brought to justice.

Ideally only after she'd gotten a taste of that vibrator, though.

Yes, those weren't the thoughts of a good pony, either, but damn, that thing sounded like hell of a ride. It had been years since Rylee became a pony girl, and while her life had been so much better and hornier for it, some aspects of having left her sex toys behind with her old life haunted her. As the best pony she earned herself lots of rewards, so it really wasn't like she languished in sexual frustration, but as nice as all those strap-on fuckings and the manual attention were, they didn't give her the same sharp pleasure as a vibrator on her clit.

She hadn't gone for this kind of play often back when she'd still had the chance. Her clit was extremely sensitive, and she belonged to the few women who usually preferred penetration over clitoral stimulation, but sometimes she needed to get completely destroyed by pleasure, and that was something only a vibrator could give her.

Daisy turned around and went on her hands and knees so she had the best access to Rylee's crotch. As a side effect they ended up in an approximate sixty-nine position. Rylee still had her own smell clinging to her nose, but Daisy's pussy hovering above her face was plenty juicy as well. If she lowered her hips, she'd soil Rylee's face all over, especially since the gag prevented her from controlling the mess by eating Daisy out.

Not that she would have eaten that slutty dog girl out unprompted of course.

Even if those wet folds looked so inviting.

When Daisy put the vibrator against her clit, all these thoughts evaporated. Fuck, had these things always felt this intense? Or had the years without any vibrator action made her so receptive to the sensations? Daisy didn't even press down that hard, and it still felt as if the vibrations drilled into every single nerve ending at once. The gag did nothing to muffle Rylee's screaming moans.

"If you keep this up, they'll hear us for sure," Daisy warned her as she pulled the vibrator away again. She didn't sound all that concerned about the prospect, though.

Rylee struggled to get her breathing under control. A fluttery, strangely numb tingle lingered on her clit. It wasn't really stimulating by itself, but it was impossible to ignore, focusing all of her attention on that sensitive nub and making her itch for more.

"Just saying: A good girl would keep quiet. It's only the bad girls that moan like the sluts they are. Let's try this again and see if you're a good girl or a bad one."

Rylee was ready for the sensations. Or so she'd thought. She might know what it felt like now, but she still got completely overwhelmed when Daisy made her feel the vibrator again. And this time she didn't keep it still, either. She gently wiggled it up and down against her clit, to make absolutely sure that not a single nerve would be spared the assault, and also to make it completely impossible to get used to the ever-changing stimulation.

As much as Rylee tried to be a good girl, it simply felt too good. How could she not voice her pleasure when Daisy drilled unholy amounts of bliss right into her most sensitive spot? She instinctively tried to wiggle away, but her bonds and Daisy's body trapped her too effectively, and she couldn't even close her legs to protect herself.

Her wanton moans might not be as loud as before, but her cheeks burned in embarrassment at how needy she sounded. Even with her being starved for this kind of play, she shouldn't have been this turned on this quickly. Then again, you didn't become a pony girl if you weren't a masochist at heart. Her mind might not accept Daisy as someone who had the right to take these liberties, but her body didn't care. It responded the same way it always did when she found herself helplessly at the mercy of a hot woman.

"You're making this too easy. Almost as if you wanted to be corrupted all along." Daisy took the vibrator away only to replace it with her tongue.

The sudden change in stimulation made Rylee shriek. This oral attention might not be as intense as the mechanical vibrations, but Daisy once again proved that despite everything, she was a natural dog girl. Her tongue felt twice as big as it actually was with how she managed to get it everywhere at once, lapping up Rylee's juices while spreading that exciting tingle all over her pussy.

"Fuck, your taste is amazing," Daisy mumbled between sloppy licks. "It's so unfair of you to keep it from us. I'm telling you, you'd be the star of the stable parties. Your body is dynamite."

Even without the gag, Rylee wouldn't have been able to talk back. Daisy's skillful tongue made her head swim and her whole body glow with arousal. As much as she tried to deny it, the thought of being surrounded by the other pet girls as they celebrated how sexy she was, it had a dangerous appeal. And it didn't have to contradict her being a good pony, her lust-addled mind told her. After all, if she was the best, there was nothing wrong with being worshiped.

The vibe was back, and this time Daisy pressed it down with zero mercy. So much for the idea of being worshiped. Rylee couldn't suppress the screams as the sharp pleasure shredded her clit. It was so intense as to be painful, and yet it felt so crazy good. She was already building up to an amazing orgasm.

She whined as Daisy pulled the vibrator away. Her clit felt numb from the violent assault, but at the same time it was alight with a literal itch for more. Rylee raised her hips as best she could, trying to get more of that heavenly pleasure.

Daisy laughed. "Now look at that. Does our supposed good girl want to come?"

"Hngh." Rylee fought with herself. Yes, she did want to come, very much so. But she hadn't given up on her dignity yet. She wouldn't complain if Daisy continued, but she also wouldn't beg a random dog girl for sex.

"Not sure yet? That's okay. Take your time to think about it. I'll ask again in a hot minute."

It really was a hot minute, insofar as that Rylee was sweating by the end of it. Daisy was an absolute devil with the vibrator. The sheer amount of pleasure should have made Rylee explode three times over, but somehow Daisy managed to constantly switch up the sensations by varying the position and the pressure, overloading Rylee's nerves but never letting her get used to the pleasure for long enough do properly attune to it and climax. This couldn't be Daisy's first rodeo. She must have made a habit of stealing and abusing sex toys. It took skill and experience to make a clit burn this fiercely from overstimulation without letting it go over.

By the time she took the vibrator away again, Rylee was panting heavily and she barely even noticed that she was drooling freely from the corners of her mouth. Her pussy kept twitching in frustrated need, and that her vision was dominated by Daisy's wet crotch did nothing to alleviate her arousal.

"Let's ask again: Want me to make you come?" Daisy looked back at her, lips twisted into a wild grin. "Why do I even bother? Of course you don't. Because you're a good pet, and good pets only come when their owner lets them. Isn't that right?"

Rylee whined into her gag. Yes, she was a good pet, but she really, really wanted that orgasm. And it wouldn't be that bad to take it, now would it? After all, it was exactly as Daisy had said: She wasn't in control right now. She was at the mercy of a dog girl running amok, and she really couldn't be blamed for the things said dog girl did to her.

Daisy pressed the vibrator back against her clit, but only for a couple of seconds. Rylee howled in frustration and raised her hips as far as her bonds allowed, which really wasn't far at all, though enough for Daisy to notice her attempt to keep the stimulation going. "Now look at that. So needy."

She caressed Rylee's pussy with a couple of slow, strong licks before she turned back so she was face to face with Rylee, looking down on her with a glow in her eyes that almost looked like love. "So pretty." She ran her tongue from Rylee's cheek over her nose all the way up to her forehead in the most sensual of sloppy dog kisses. "Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are when your slutty side takes over and locks the good girl away?"

Rylee mumbled something into the gag. Not even she herself was sure if she tried to tell Daisy off or to thank her for the warm flutter these words caused in her stomach. She knew that she wasn't thinking clearly due to how horny she was, but damn, her body was all ready to submit to this stupid, instinct-driven, slutty, sexy dog girl.

"Yeah, don't think they did. Because you've never shown this side to anyone. Such a pity." Daisy's grin turned into a warm smile. "But that makes it all the more special that you bring it out for me now. My beautifully corrupted pony girl." She leaned in for a kiss, or rather the closest approximation of a kiss that you got between a dirty dog girl and a gagged pony girl. "Want me to continue?"

Rylee's cheeks burned as she did the tiniest of nods. She closed her eyes, bracing for the well-deserved mockery of how easily she'd thrown her virtues away. Instead she only got another wet, but all the more loving kiss and a whispered "Good girl" before Daisy went back to the sixty-nine position.

Daisy was just a stupid dog girl. Her words didn't mean anything. So why was Rylee glowing from within as if her owner had just told her how proud she was of her? Had Daisy really corrupted her this completely in such a short time? And if so, could Rylee really claim to have been such a role model of the perfect pony girl before?

The vibrator arrived back at her clit and drove all these thoughts out of her head. While she might be deeply conflicted about her feelings regarding the entire situation, there was zero uncertainty when it came to the vibrator. That thing was pleasure incarnate, and she was so there for it. It barely took a minute until she was back on the edge, and this time Daisy kept it right where it was, treating to her to a crazy strong but soothingly steady stream of sensations. There was no way she could have resisted this kind of pleasure even if she'd wanted to.

"Last time: Does my corrupted girl want to come?"

Rylee nodded and made the most affirmative noises the gag allowed her. To hell with her doubts! There would be more than enough time to feel bad about what had happened later. Right now she was going to enjoy how expertly Daisy swamped her with bliss.

Her orgasm was like electric fire blasting through her, made all the more harsher by how Daisy only rubbed the vibrator even harder against her clit as she came. Rylee's throat hurt from how loudly she screamed, but she couldn't help it. The pleasure was so painfully intense, if she didn't let it out, she might simply faint. Her body shook like crazy, despite the weight of Daisy pressing down on her. She instinctively tried to get away from the vibrator, her body telling her that it was too much, that she needed out, but at the same time she was so glad that Daisy held her in place and kept that vibrator right at her burning clit, forcing her to endure the orgasm in all its terrible glory.

Daisy only pulled it away once Rylee started coming down from her climax, and it was a good thing she did. If she'd continued to vibe her post-orgasmic clit with that thing, Rylee would have died for real. Even so she fell back against the grass drenched in sweat, every ounce of strength having left her body. It had been so good, but also so, so exhausting.

"That sounded fun."

Daisy giggled, only to curse a second later. There were voices coming nearer. The hunt had to be over. That, or Rylee's screams had been so loud that someone had heard them after all.

"And just when we were having so much fun. There, hold on that real quick!"

Rylee groaned as Daisy shoved something hard into her pussy. Only for her heartbeat to quicken as she realized that Daisy had just hidden the vibrator in the naughtiest spot possible.

Seconds later their owner emerged from the trees, followed by two cowgirls, one of them the new one who had trapped Rylee and had come to confirm her catch. Seemed like the hunt was over after all.

"What's going on here?" their owner asked, her brows furrowed as she looked at Daisy. "What did you do this time?"

Daisy yipped in her best impression of an overexcited chihuahua and licked Rylee's pussy, making her gasp and twitch from the overstimulation.

Their owner sighed. "I should have known it. Useless for any actual work, but top of the litter when it comes to finding the next tasty treat." She turned to Rylee. "Did she bother you? Has she deserved a couple swats with the stick?"

Daisy whined and looked at Rylee with her best puppy eyes. Rylee couldn't help but laugh. Luckily the gag masked most of her amusement.

It would have been so easy to tell her owner what a bad girl Daisy had been. Hell, all Rylee had to do was stop holding that vibrator inside her and Daisy would be in so much more trouble than just the stick. But did she actually want to stab Daisy in the back like that after she'd given her such unholy amounts of pleasure?

As a good pet, the answer had to be yes, of course. The best pony girl around couldn't just deceive her owner. And yet her stomach still fluttered from all the lovingly naughty things Daisy had said. And the little devil on her shoulder whispered that the other ponies would be so impressed once Daisy told them that Rylee hadn't just enjoyed herself with her, but even helped her hide an illicit sex toy.

Rylee shook her head. The tension had to be obvious on her face, but thankfully her owner was already looking at Daisy again. "Seems like you're in luck. You're not off the hook yet, though. Running away to play when you should have been helping us hunt! No bed for you tonight! You'll sleep outside."

Daisy gave a token whine, but it was clear that she wasn't really bothered. Sleeping outside wasn't much of a punishment in such a warm and dry weather, and knowing her, she'd use the chance to sneak into the locked stable to the ponies when no one was looking.

Their owner untied Rylee's ropes, took her gag out, and told the two of them to go back to the stable without making any trouble, before going off with the others to free the rest of the caught ponies.

"That was far too close," Rylee said once they were alone again. A pussy as wet and exhausted and hers was not the best place to keep a small, smooth object. A minute or two longer and the vibrator would have slipped out on its own, getting both of them into deep trouble.

"Which only makes it all the more fun. I knew you could be cool if you wanted to." Daisy licked Rylee's face, though this time it was a simple sign of affection instead of a sex thing. You quickly learned the difference when you lived around dog girls. "You'll see, now that you've gotten a taste of how fun corruption can be, you'll never want to go back to being a boring show-off again."

"Maybe." Rylee bit her lip. She still wasn't sure what to make of it all, but she couldn't deny that she'd enjoyed herself far too much. Even, or rather especially, the part at the end where she'd risked her hide to protect Daisy. Maybe corruption really wasn't all that bad. And either way, this whole thing wasn't over yet.

"So, about the part where you said you'd be my bitch for a day..."