I'm putting my ponyboy outside because that's where ponies should be, right? His hands and knees are all in the dirt, he complains about the filth but I remind him that's where he belongs as a lowly creature. I mount him and make him do laps around the yard. He is very slow and fragile carrying 250 lbs on top of him as his knees scrape from the pebbles and dirt. He cries out in pain but I just make him keep going. At one point I even put my legs all the way up, but this proves to wear him down to nothing.

After several laps, the stupid pony can simply go no further. I insult and be...

I'm putting my ponyboy outside because that's where ponies should be, right? His hands and knees are all in the dirt, he complains about the filth but I remind him that's where he belongs as a lowly creature. I mount him and make him do laps around the yard. He is very slow and fragile carrying 250 lbs on top of him as his knees scrape from the pebbles and dirt. He cries out in pain but I just make him keep going. At one point I even put my legs all the way up, but this proves to wear him down to nothing.

After several laps, the stupid pony can simply go no further. I insult and berate him for his imcompetence. A real pony would be happy to carry me around all day long. Frustrated, I decide to go in the house and leave him out here, but not before wiping my feet off on my doormat, which is alos the pony!

I make him lie down next to the door and I stomp on his stomach, chest and ribs while wiping dirt off onto him. The hard concrete is relentless as he takes all my weight concentrated on his frail torso. I plop my ass down on his chest and tease him with my pussy. I know how badly he wants to taste it, but too bad! Ponies and doormats don't get pussy. I trample him a couple more times before heading in and leaving him there broken and defeated.