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(story continues from Human Interest 7) Part Eight Chapter 14: The Welcome Wagon Lunch as usual was served picnic-style on the lawn. Mistress Ella and Irish were just finishing their salads when the main gate creaked and squeaked as it rolled open to let the prison bus in. The bus ran quietly along the back of the parking lot and down behind the equipment barn to the consignment pony stables so as not to attract the attention of the regular ranch guests. Actually, if you didn’t know it was from the Chowchilla Correctional Facility, you couldn’t tell as the Lloyd’s Farm Equipment Rental paint scheme wouldn’t seem the least bit out of place. ...

(story continues from Human Interest)_ Part Four Chapter 7: The Proud Pampered Pony Pleases The squeaking of the dinner cart wheels was music to her ears as Irish stood at ‘parade rest’ as she was hungry as well as horny. Mistress Ella entered first dressed in her usual western outfit complete with her ten gallon hat, ornate red and black cowgirl boots and reliable 357 at her side. Christine, following close behind was dressed in full English-style riding gear, highly polished, black leather boots and all. “Very good, Irish Rose, you even managed to get your pony boots and cuffs on all by yourself. That’s great. Maybe we can be the first ones in line this morning.” ...

Note: This is a re-edit from the original version allowing for a longer story, if you’ve already read this chapter you may want to read it again for the changes. Part One Chapter 1: Opportunity Knocks “Okay, people….. Everyone into the media room now!” Christine hated these unscheduled interruptions. She only had two more hours to finish editing her “human interest” story for the News at 6 broadcast. When she stopped to think about it, it annoyed her even more that after a year of internship and six years of reporting that she was still stuck doing fluff stories instead of co-anchoring the news desk. ...

(story continues from Human Interest)_ Part Three Chapter 5: Payback’s Not Always a Bitch “Don’t you just love these long-lasting, rechargeable batteries,” said Lilith as she picked up the remote and hit the off button, dangling the keys to the chastity belt on her index finger. “Come here, Irish. Mistress Ella said you needed to use the bathroom and she is busy getting your dinner. Please jump in the shower for a minute while you are in there to get grit and sweat off. You can take a proper shower and wash your hair later. She said to tell you that you have to clean your chastity belt tonight too, first with that antiseptic solution and then with water then use this adapter to recharge it overnight. Now hurry.” ...

(story continues from Human Interest)_ Part Five Chapter 8: Chariots and Fire! Ella was chatting with Master Fredricks as they stood in the serving line while Irish half talked with, half interviewed, his ponygirl wife, Windsong. A few moments later, Irish was holding Windsong in her arms as she sobbed softly. Finally, Windsong regained her composure and thanked Irish for being so understanding. “Chicken or beef?” the chef asked Windsong, breaking her somber mood. ...

(story continues from Human Interest)_ Part Two Chapter 3: Let the Training Begin “First lesson you have to learn Irish is that you are here to please me. When you are hooked up to a cart, you are to kneel with the handles resting on the ground. That makes it easier for your driver, whoever that may be, to step over the rails and sit down.” No sooner had Ella finished speaking than Irish felt the sting of a riding crop on her left buttocks. Her squeal only came out as a soft whinny and she heard Ella ask, “Why are you still standing, ponygirl? I thought I was quite clear about what was expected and I do so hate to repeat myself. I like to let my crop do my clarifying when necessary.” ...

(story continues from Human Interest)_ Part Six Chapter 9: A Special Treat Mistress Ella chained Irish in her stall and Twilight volunteered to help her get her tack off and hung up so that Ella and Christine could go get the dinner cart. Ella secretly slipped Twilight the remote for Irish’s belt and she and Christine headed for the lodge announcing that they would be back in about a half an hour as they wanted to get their paint-splattered clothes into the washing machine before they dried. ...

(story continues from Human Interest)_ Part Seven Chapter 11: I Told You So Ella and Irish found their cart after a brief bathroom break. Many of the teams were already out on the track but Ella assured Irish that she wouldn’t need that much warm up. Ella clipped the handles of the sulky to Irish’s wrist cuffs and Irish started to kneel. Ella grabbed her bridle and said, “Wait. I want you to wear your blinders for the race. Yes, I know most of the teams out there aren’t wearing any and that is a big mistake. Every year there are collisions because a pony will veer left or right as another pony tries to pass and get run into by someone coming up on the other side that they didn’t see. All of the truly experienced drivers know that their ponies run better if they can only see what’s ahead of them. Okay?” ...