by usemeinva

Chapter 4

After standing there exposed to my now obviously former friends for what seemed like an hour, I felt hands on my cock. Something was put around my balls and cock then I felt something put over my cock and locked in place. I was then led from the room I figured back to my cage for the night but I was led to somewhere different where a chain was locked around my neck giving me maybe three feet of slack, my hands were cuffed behind my back and my ankles were cuffed together. I still had the hood on and was left there for the night. I could only wonder why the change. I didn’t get a lot of sleep that night because of all the possibilities running around in my head.

After hours of laying there on the hard floor, the man in charge returned to wake me, not that I was asleep. He did so by kicking me in the nuts. I felt him release me from the cuffs, then remove the hood. He allowed me a few moments for my eyes to adjust to the light. I looked down to see that my cock was locked in some kind of steel cage. The cage was small enough that I wasn’t going to be getting an erection as long as it was on.

“Yes slave, that is locked up and is going to stay that way at least until your new Master unlocks you. He has the only key. Yes, you have a new master, one of the gentlemen made us an offer last night that was just too good to pass up. However, before you meet your new owner, he wants you to receive some additional training. First, another week here with us. Mostly more running off the track to get rid of that baby fat and get you muscled up a bit because He intends to at least in part use you as a pony slave pulling Him in a cart around town. Then you’re going to be sent to the Elite Slave Auctions Training Center for at least a month for additional training that he will inform them he wants you to have. I have visited there and seen their training, you better enjoy your time here because it will be easy compared to what you experience there. Now time to have breakfast.”

A dog dish of leftover food from last night’s event all mushed together was placed on the floor in front of me. I got up on my knees to start eating what could be at best described as slop.

“He said let me know when you want a drink I have your beverage right here waiting for you,” patting his crotch. “Your new Owner has told us to only let you drink piss while you are here. We may let you have some water but only as a reward for VERY hard work on your part.”

“Sir, may I ask a question?”

“I think I know your question and the answer to who is your new Master is not for you to know at this point. He has requested that information be kept from you. Now get your ass up and it’s time to start your training for the day.”

I was loaded once again in the back of the van. I wondered where the other slave was but was afraid to ask. I was restrained once again but mostly to avoid being bounced around in the van. They knew I wasn’t going to try to run away at this point. There wasn’t a way I could ever get away everyone I knew was aware of my status as a slave now and apparently one of them even owned me.

Once we were back at the track I was ordered to start jogging around the track. As I made my way around the track I reached the opposite side from where we started and for about 20 yards the track was covered with small stones. The man yelled for me to keep going that he was aware they were there. They were meant to toughen up my feet because I would not be permitted to wear shoes as a pony slave and may have to run over rough conditions for my Master. So I continued but tried to avoid the stones the best I could. When I got back to the starting point the Trainer told me to stop. He got out a collar and put it around my neck. He said to start again. Once I got back to the rocky part of the track I tried to avoid the rocks. I felt the collar shock me hard enough that I fell on the stones I was trying to avoid. The man yelled that I was to maintain my pace and not to try to avoid the stones or else I would get more of the same.

I continued for about an hour when I was told to stop. By this time the first class had arrived for gym class like before. The Trainer had me get on my knees and put his cock in my mouth. He filled it with his piss then pissed the rest on my face. He then told me to resume my running but to pick up the pace slightly. That continued for another hour or so until I was given a short break. Then was told to start running this time but at a steady pace picking up my knees high as I did so I looked like a prancing horse. I must have looked ridiculous. This went on for an hour or so until we took a brief lunch break of a piece of bread with the Trainer’s cum on it and another drink of piss.

The afternoon was spent doing sprints but on a nearby fairly steep hill. After we were done I was secured back in the van for the return trip to the Training Center. Once we got back I hoped to be allowed to shower to get the smelly sweat off my body and possibly to have the cock cage removed so I could clean there too. Neither was permitted; I was simply locked once again to the short chain attached to a collar around my neck. I was left there in the dark room for the night. At least I didn’t have the hood or the cuffs on.

The next day was much the same as the first in the morning except I was made to pull a small cart behind me as I ran. The cart was attached to me in the same way one would expect it to be attached to a horse. I was so very much humiliated by the whole process especially when the gym students would laugh and stare at me. That night the overseer pissed on me then fucked my ass before locking me to the floor and turning out the light.

On the third day, the Trainer brought out a larger heavier cart, This time he would be riding in it as well greatly increasing the weight I would be pulling over the day before. I also noticed that he had a whip as well to make sure I maintained the speed he thought I should. I was introduced to a bit that would be used when I was a pony for my new Master to direct me when he couldn’t yell instructions to me. He had me put it in my mouth and he demonstrated what I should expect to feel with the cues I would be given.

That evening I was again placed in a cage this time on the ground. Sometime during the night, another slave was placed above me just like I was on my first night. I realized that for another new slave the process was beginning and I was expected to help him as the other slave had done for me. Yes, I tried to calm him some. Yes, I told him the same things that were told to me and yes I drank his piss. Like my first day, we ran together, and he later drank my piss his first time as it had been mine. I felt bad for him.

The next evening I served his friends while he went through the fucking, sucking, and more that I had done the night I was bought. At the end of the evening, I was removed from the room before the bidding began. I was told that this business was of no concern to a slave. After the party, I was loaded into the van once again. There I fell asleep on the long road to my next stop.