The Junkyard
At the centre of that area was a large display: harnesses hung from the ceiling, supporting one mannequin posed with his limbs dangling, dressed in full pony-play regalia; another mannequin rode him on a saddle on his back, dressed in a leather harness and
A Refined Evening
They were either locked in conversation or watching and listening to the same quartet of ponies playing music in the center. the sight of the musicians filled me with a feeling of anxiety.
Spots and Stripes, Part 2; Discoveries
She was more adorable." winking at the pony playfully, zachary chuckled a little, "although i imagine it would have been harder for her to carry your things." esmeralda shrugged.