Tags: nudity, Pony Play

It didn’t take me long to find Kayla on the deck, where she had promised me.

It’s only when I was standing next to her, at the back of the boat that I realized I was outside, as naked as the day I was born!

She was very happy to see me and hugged me tightly.

Two other girls were with her: a very tall blonde women with a very Scandinavian look and a smaller Asian girl, perhaps Japanese? but still taller than I was.

“That’s not really fair is it?”, said the tall blonde woman, in a thick Scandinavian accent.

“Helga, Yoko was the lightest girl on the ship and you had her for weeks. Now it’s my turn to get an edge, but you still have the longest legs of the two of us.”

“You were not complaining last night about my legs at the celebration party”, Helga replied, winking.

Yoko approached me. Unlike Helga, she spoke perfect English without any hints of an Asiatic accent.

“Did Kayla tell you what you had to do?”.

“Nothing at all. I don’t even know what this race is about”.

Helga laughed. “Oh boy, first day aboard?”, she asked me.

“First day”.

Kayla broke the chat. “Yoko, can you help her? We need to start getting ready for 8”.

Helga gently hit Kayla on her shoulder. “Already in a rush to start, never in a hurry to finish”

This time, it’s Kayla that teased the blonde: “You didn’t complain about my finishing yesterday!”

Helga replied, without hesitation: “I might be the champion on the track, but everyone knows you are the champion in bed.”

Yoko actually appeared to blush and I noticed that like me, she had a red bead only. It made me wonder if there was any history between these two,

Yoko pulled me aside and we retrieve a bin on wheels stored in a compartment at the back of the ship.

Behind the bin were two-wheeled carts, each having two large wheels on the side and a leather seat in the middle.

“Helga will pull the one with the green stripe, with me sitting in it, and Kayla will pull the red one with you sitting on it.”

“For real?”, I exclaimed, surprised.

“That’s why they want small light women. Kayla’s previous partner must have weighed a good 15 pounds more than you do.”

I could understand! The lighter the cargo, the easier to pull.

I had to take the cart from the storage area and was surprised at how light it was. Touching the parts, it seemed to be made from some sort of composite material, something futuristic: solid and very light.

Yoko carried the other cart and we laid them side by side.

She then went into the bin we had rolled out and took out multiple things and split them into two piles: one in front of each of the two carts.

The two running girls each put on weird boots which had no heel on them: they were like ballerina shoes in that they had to stand almost on the tip of their toes.

Helga and Kayla both went between the poles at the front of the carts and pulled the poles so that they held the carts horizontal.

Once they were done, Yoko told me: “Just do the same as I do and we’ll be fine”.

The first step was installing a leather harness on the runners. Kayla actually guided me and provided hints so I didn’t help from Yoko. The top wrapped about the neck like a collar, and the rest didn’t so much hide their bodies as highlighted it like the triangular sections around the breasts.

The next step was installing soft mittens on the girls which were then hooked to the bars. They still could hold the cart handles, but they could no longer let go of them.

“It actually helps with the pulling, but you can’t sweep the sweat from your face. They also help with the balance: we can’t fall down!”, Kayla explained.

This was getting rather surreal, but I was far from being done.

The next item had been stored in a bag, with a tube of lubricant. It was a horsetail connected to a rubber piece.

I was confused until I saw Yoko insert it into Helga’s ass.

“Are they serious?”, I asked Kayla.

“Faith, do you know what this ship sells?”, she replied.

“Sex? Nudity?”

“Nope, we sell fantasy. Sex, you can get that from any brothel and nudity from any strip club. What we sell is the ability to enjoy weird fantasies by spending some of their money which, for them is a little but for us creates a large revenue stream.”

“And how is this thing a fantasy?”

“This thing is a tail butt plug. It reinforces the pony girl fantasy. Helga and I will make a race, rich men will watch us ran, bet on who the winner will be with real money in order to get to spend some time with us. Those who bet on Helga will get to spend time with her if she wins, and those who bet on me will spend time with me if I win. In reality, most of the guys bet on both of us: they don’t care who wins, they care about the fantasy and the running isn’t a contest, it’s foreplay to them. Many still pay for time with the loser. In the end, we both win a lot and the company makes a fortune.”

I almost vomited. “No, please, don’t pity me…”, she added. “I actually love it!”

Gently, after putting a ton of lubricant, I pushed the huge conical “butt plug”, and it was hard to get it in, but once the largest part went it, there was a small narrow section to hold it in place. Only a kind of rubber guard to prevent it from going deeper and the tail showed.

“Yes, that’s the stuff”. She said, with a little moaning. I ignored it.

“We are almost done”, said Yoko. I had almost forgotten about her.

The last piece of equipment was a rubber bar I had to place between Kayla’s teeth which were connected to a head harness of some sort.

It’s not that I couldn’t figure it out, but I simply wasn’t tall enough to do the last strap.

Yoko brought a small wooden bench, stepped on it and finished the job.

“Sorry”, I told her. “No worries”, she replied. “Tomorrow, I’ll make sure we have a spare for you.”

“Tomorrow? This is every night?”, I said.

“Yes, every night. Well, if we can be outside. Some nights we have two runs with two other girls, but only if the demand is really high. The first race, however, always occur if the weather allows it. Otherwise, Helga and Kayla are show ponies indoor.”

“Show ponies?”, I was astonished to discover a brand new world I didn’t even suspect existed.

“They basically just walk around in full gear, not just this, but also other decorative pieces. In a few days, they should do it in an afternoon. We’ll make sure you make it”

If I am still on board, I thought…

Yoko confirmed with the two girls that they were ok, and she showed me how to mount on the cart. It was awkward, but I managed to get onboard. Once again, I would have a first-row seat to observe a woman’s naked back!

Once Yoko was in place, both Pony Girls, as I guess they were called began to walk toward the side of the boat and reach a small area where quite a few people had gathered.

A few of them cheered when they saw us arrive.

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Tags: nudity, Pony Play