Gem

When I wake up in the morning, I realize it is Saturday. I feed the pets and start my coffee before letting them outside to do their business. While they are doing that, I wander out front and collect the newspaper. Pouring myself a cup of coffee, I open the back door and let my pets in before settling in my easy chair to read the paper. I call Gem over and put my cup under her breast, squeezing some milk into my coffee. I used to drink my coffee black but have grown very fond of her milk in my coffee in the last month.

Finishing the paper, I decide that after milking Gem, that I will enjoy the beautiful day and take my pets for a walk in the woods.

Before I get to my room, I hear Gem whimpering. I stop, realizing I have forgotten to milk her fully. So I detour into the kitchen where she bounds up on her milking table without being told. She must really be full this morning. As I put my hands around her breasts, I can feel the fullness. If she keeps up like this, I may have to start milking her four times day. That could be inconvenient. I will have to consider that. Perhaps an automatic milker for when I am at work. I have been able to make it home for her lunch milking but adding another milking could be a problem. That is a problem to be considered. Owning a milk cow is a responsibility. One that I enjoy. All this goes through my mind as I am milking her.

I finish milking her and put her milk into the refrigerator. Then go and get dressed for our outing. After I am dressed, I put together a light picnic lunch for myself with something extra for each of my pets.

I put all my supplies in a backpack, then put saddles on each of the dogs with their water bottles. Candy and Luke rush out the back door when I open it. But Gem just waits patiently for me to put her leash on. She loves her leash and much prefers being walked on a leash to being let free. To tell you the truth, I prefer it too. There are few things more erotic than a nude woman on a leash

I put on my backpack containing my lunch. Fastening her leash to her collar, I begin to walk down the path, knowing that Gem is following two paces behind, just as I have trained her to do. We walk along for about 30 minutes until we come to clearing with a little meadow with a large tree laying on its side in the middle. I walk over to the tree trunk and stop. Bending down I take one of Gems nipples in my mouth and start to drink. Once I have my fill, I take another mouthful and move up to Gems mouth, where I place my lips on hers and squirt the milk into her mouth. I do this a couple of times since I know she is probably thirsty. It is a glorious day! The weather is pleasantly warm and the air so fresh. As I stand there enjoying the day, I push Gem down onto her knees. Knowing what I want, she patiently waits while I drop my pants and shove my cock in her pussy. I no longer worry about getting her pregnant as I had her have a hysterectomy after she became a full time puppy.

Zipping up my pants, I take her leash and begin to hike again. The dogs, who had wandered away during my little interlude, came trotting back. I greet them and they happily move down the path ahead of me hoping to surprise some unwitting squirrel.

Finally, I reach my goal, a spur of rock rising above the valley floor. Pulling off my backpack, I settle down to enjoy the view. My pets array themselves around me, knowing that I will be eating lunch soon and they will get some too.

Realizing that it is milking time, I call Gem over to me. Knowing what time it is, she stands on all fours in front of me. I put a small bowl under one breasts and begin to milk her. Finishing that one, I milk the second breast. I prefer to milk them both at the same time, but did not want to carry a large enough bowl on my hike. When I am finished, I tell Gem to lie down again. Settling back against a convenient rock, I start to sip the warm fresh milk.

After a while, I get out my lunch as well as the treats I brought for the pets. As I eat, I throw the treats to them. At first, Gem seems reluctant to eat off the ground. But a stern look from me prompts her to overcome her old human reluctance to eat off the ground. After all, she is a pet now not a human being.

After lunch, I succumb to the pleasant warmth of the afternoon sun and doze off. I awake after an hour to find my pets still slumbering. I enjoy the view of these beautiful animals for a while before noticing the dew on Gem's pussy. She seems to be in a constant state of arousal since becoming a 24/7 pet. I mean, she was a pretty sexual woman before being made into my pet. But now she seems constantly in heat.

These thoughts make me horny again. So I rouse her from her slumber and throw her over a low boulder before burying my cock in her pussy. It doesn't take me long to cum, nor does it take Gem long. We both cum loudly, screaming out our sexual release to the world.

As we come to a small stream, I stop and slash water over her body to clean up the cum dripping down her legs. As her owner, it is my responsibility to keep her clean. As I am washing her, the dogs come up and start playing in the water further downstream from us.

With her now clean, I once again take her leash and lead her back to the van. I don't bother to dry her off, knowing that she will dry quickly in the warm weather. When we get to the van, I open the side door and my pets all pile in for the ride home. They are all tired from the day as am I.

When we get inside, I bustle around getting dinner ready for myself and my pets. We have all worked up an appetite today.

Dinner done, I wander into my office to get a little work done. My pets all follow me in there, but lie down quietly as they know I do not want to be disturbed while I am working.

After a couple of hours, I rise and go upstairs to my bedroom. After getting undressed, I lay down on the bed and turn on the TV. Of course, Gem is sitting beside the bed begging to get up. I signal that it is all right and soon I let her suck my cock. Before she gets too far though, I decide to mount her again. So I pull her off my cock and flip her around so her ass is pointing at me. I plunge into her wet pussy and pound away with energy I didn't realize I had left today until I cum deep inside her pussy.

Sated, I lay down and start to drift off to sleep. Tomorrow is another day.

It was a couple of months later that I woke to the feeling of a tongue licking my cock. Looking down, I see Gem's head under the covers and sigh. While I always want her to give me a blowjob in the morning, she is not allowed on the bed without permission. So I swat her ass and yell "Bad girl. Off the bed!" She jumps up; the covers still over her head and tries to get out of them. I have to fight to keep from laughing, her antics are so amusing. But she manages to get off them and slides off the bed where she kneels with her head down.

She knows she will be punished. Swinging my legs over the side of the bed, I sit up and grab her by her ponytail. Using it as a handle, I drag her over my knee and proceed to spank her bottom. I sharply spanked her right cheek for her poor behavior, then her left. Alternating 10 spanks on each cheek until her bottom turns a light shade of red. It is a lovely sight and it makes me hornier than I was when I woke up. So, I grabbed the lube from the nightstand and stood up, sending her to the floor in a heap. I squirted the lube onto my hand and got my cock nicely coated. Once again, I used her ponytail as a handle and pull her up from the floor to lie half on the bed, half off; her red ass ready for my use. She is quietly sobbing from her punishment, but that just makes me even hornier. I plunged into her ass with one massive stroke. I kept thrusting in and out until I came deep in her bowels.

Sated, my initial burst of energy gone. I lay down on the bed and pull her over to me. As I lay there, I stroke her body idly while contemplating the day. I will have to drive out to my friends place in the country for her pony training. All the time I am thinking about the day, my hands wander her body, petting her. Her sobs have gone away now, replaced by that peaceful look she gets when she feels totally Owned. I pet her lovely breasts, so firm with milk. My hand wanders down to the soft hair between her legs. I love the feeling of her downy pussy hair. Of course, I keep it trimmed just like I do my dogs' hair. As I stroke her fur, I feel her arousal. I let my fingers wander to her pussy and note how wet she is getting. But I will not let her orgasm now, she was bad this morning. While I spoil her so, I do not want her to become undisciplined.

I pushed her away and get up. Grabbing a robe, I entered the bathroom and relieve myself before heading down to the kitchen. I fed the pets and started my coffee before letting them outside to do their business. While they are doing that, I wandered out front and collected the newspaper. Pouring myself a cup of coffee, I opened the back door and let my pets in. I called Gem over and put my cup under her breast, squeezing some milk into my coffee. Knowing this will be a busy day; I scrambled up some eggs and made some toast while drinking my first cup of coffee. I scooped the eggs onto a plate with the toast. I put the plate on the table and grabbed another cup of coffee. Once again, Gem supplies the milk for my coffee. I spread the paper out on the table and proceeded to read while I eat.

Finishing the paper, I placed the dishes in the dishwasher before signaling for Gem to get on her milking table. She bounded up, her heavy breasts swaying from their load. I started to milk her with both hands but I grew bored and moved one hand to play with her pussy. The combination of being milked, her earlier punishment, and my fingers in her pussy quickly sent her over the edge. Her orgasm causes her unmilked breast to start leaking rather copiously. So, I pulled my hand from her pussy and started to milk that breast too. Finished with that pleasant chore, I wandered back up to my room to get ready for the day.

I shaved before jumping into the shower. After toweling myself dry, I entered my bedroom to find Gem sitting up on the floor. Her hands up at breast level, but wrists bent down, her begging position. She has her favorite ball in her mouth and obviously wants to play. I pulled the ball from her mouth and tossed it across the room. She scrambled off on all fours to get it, the other two pets scampering for it too. But Gem is fastest and brings me the ball. I pet her head as I take it from her mouth. I toss it one more time before turning to get dressed. This time Luke gets the ball and races off with it, Candy right behind him.

Dressed, I head down to the basement where I keep her tack. I grab a halter, training bit, lunge line, and blinders. There is a whip already out at the farm where I conduct my training. I leave it out there but bring the rest of the equipment back here for cleaning. It is important to keep the tack clean especially the bits. She is my property and I take care of the things I own.

Taking the tack upstairs, I entered the garage and put it in the back of the van. My pets are scampering around as they know I am going somewhere and hope I will take them too. With a gesture, they all hop in the van and I shut the door on them. I got in and hit the garage door opener. As the door slid up, I started the van and pulled forward. It will take about 30 minutes to get to my friend's farm where I can conduct Gem's training. My friend Samantha is also into pony girls. In fact, she has one now. This one is her 3rd, she sold the last two when they proved incapable of winning a show. Samantha is very competitive. For me, showing Gem is more of a hobby and, while I want to win, it will not be the end of Gem. I expect to always keep Gem, even if I get married someday. When Gem was human, she made a conscious decision to turn herself over to me for conversion into a pet. I took the responsibility to always care for her, something I take very seriously.

Soon the dirt road to Samantha's farm is in sight. The road is fairly long; she has 100 acres of forest and meadows, giving her considerable privacy from snoopy neighbors. She has built some nice trails so she can take long cart rides without attracting attention. In fact, I have promised to help her clear a new one today. We will use the pony girls to pull the debris as we clear it. It will be good exercise for them and will help them get used to working in tandem. We are considering whether to race them as a team in the upcoming cart races. So, this will be useful in more than one respect.

As I pull up Samantha comes out of the barn. She is a fairly tall woman with short blonde hair and a somewhat masculine build. In some ways she is a stereotypical dyke, something I tease her about. As I got out of the van, she came up with her hand stretched out. Shaking her hand, I can feel the strength she has built up doing farm chores. She doesn't have a farm hand as she doesn't trust many people with her private life.

"Samantha. Great to see you again. I was glad you were going to be here today to see Gem's first training exercise."

"It's about time I got to see this pet of yours! It's been what, 10 months since I met you and you haven't shown her to me yet?"

"You're the first person to see my pet. It wasn't until recently that I got comfortable with the whole world of pet ownership."

With that, I opened the door of the van to let my pets out. Luke and Candy jump out. But Gem stays inside. It must have just occurred to her that her pet status will now be shown to someone other than me. Realizing that this is a big step for her, I coaxed her out gently by murmuring her name and holding a small piece of chocolate in my hand for her to take when she gets out.

She climbed down from the van and tries to hide behind me. But I take her collar firmly and guided her to stand beside me. Reaching down I offer her the chocolate but she is too anxious to eat it. So, I put it away and just let her get used to another human seeing her. Samantha, being an experience pet owner, just stands there quietly. After a minute of my stroking her head, Gem nuzzles my leg with her nose indicating she wants her chocolate. I get it out and hold it so she can take it from the palm of my hand.

Hooking her leash on, I have her stand on her hind legs so Samantha can inspect her. Samantha slowly walks up and reaches a hand out to cradle Gem's left breast. "You told me she's a milk cow, but even so, I am surprised at how big her breasts are. We are going to have to support them during ponyplay or they will get too sore." She dropped the breast and walks around Gem to fondle her ass. "Nice muscles here. The legs look strong too. Despite her breasts, she has good pony potential. I think I have a corset that will provide support for her breasts but keep them visible. Follow me"

With that, Samantha strode off to the barn. I followed along, signaling to the dogs to follow. Of course, Gem has no choice, being on a leash. As we entered the barn, I notice a pony girl tied outside a stall. It looks as though Samantha was grooming her when I drove up. A curry brush is lying on the table beside the pony and her ass length hair is gleaming from the attention.

"Steve, if we are going to have these two hooked in tandem, we need to have their hair the same length."

"Well, I'm partial to long hair on my pets. So, I'll just let hers grow out. Might be a little difficult when she is on all fours. Maybe you can show me how to fix it so it won't drag?"

"Yeah, guess you wouldn't have any idea about fixing hair." She grins as she says that. I am fairly bald and shave the rest of my head to complete the look. I just grinned back.

"So, do you want to try lunge line training today?"

"I thought I would. Since it is her first lesson, I need to work on her gait."

"Use the paddock out that door." She says as she points toward the back of the barn.

I tied Gem up to a convenient hook and headed back to the van to get her tack. When I got back, Samantha is standing near Gem with a corset in her hands.

"Let me show you how to put her gear on. It's pretty straightforward, so you should be able to do it from now on."

We put the tack on Gem as well as her new corset. I don't make the corset too tight. It is to support her breasts rather than make her figure better. Besides she will be working hard today and will need to be able to breathe easily.

Now that she is ready for her lesson, I led Gem out the back. God, she looks so sexy in her gear. Spying a handy set of hay bales, I detour over to them and push Gem over them. Her sexy little ass sticking up. Dropping my pants, I start to fuck her.

As I am fucking her, Samantha comes out to observe the training. "Oh, taking a little before you get started?"

I don't bother to answer and kept fucking my little pet. After, I hooked a lunge line to Gem's halter and led her into the paddock. Samantha followed me in and handed me a long whip so I could encourage Gem as she moved at the other end of the lunge line.

I took the whip and flicked on her ass to get her moving. Once she understood that she is supposed to move in a circle, I began to flick it on the back of her knees. I wanted her to use a pony-step; raising her knees to crotch height when walking. Later I would teach her the high pony step, which is simply raising the leg to waist height. That will be for shows. I worked her for a while, getting her nice and lathered up with sweat.

While I was working her, I thought a little about what her show outfit would look like. Obviously, she would wear a corset. But what kind of head gear do I want? Maybe a plume? Since I am going to grow her hair out, I will need to buy a tail that matches. Then there are the boots which resemble horse hooves. Lots of decisions, but I have time.

It is time to stop this lesson for now. I can tell that even with the corset, her breasts are aching from the movement. I looked at my watch and realized it is an hour past her normal milking time. No wonder it hurts.

So, I let her walk normally a little to cool down before taking her into the barn. Once in there, I tied her up before grabbing a pail of water and a sponge. Walking back to her, I removed her tack and hung it up before taking the sponge and washing her off. I took care to wash under her breasts and between her legs. Her breasts are quite heavy as I lifted them to wash under them. Looks like we will have lots of milk with our lunch today. I know Samantha will want some. She has asked if she can buy some when I start selling Gems extra production.

After her milking and lunch for all of us, we will do a little training to get her to respond to rein commands. I'm going to blindfold her for this part. By wearing a blindfold, she can't use her human instincts to move in a particular direction. Her movements will be totally controlled by me using rein commands through the bit in her mouth.

But first I needed to milk her. Unhooking the lunge line and putting on her normal leash, I took her back into the barn. The other pony girl looks at us from her stall and neighs quietly at Gem. The two share a look, contentment obvious in their faces.

A couple of bales of hay serve as a convenient milking table. So, I have Gem jump on them. I had brought her milking pail with me when I brought the tack out of the van earlier. I grabbed it and placed it under her heavy breasts. Just as I was starting to milk her, Samantha walked in. "Oh, can I try?"

Normally, I prefer to be Gems only milker. But Samantha was a good friend and a potential customer. I just moved aside and gestured for her to try.

I could tell from the look on Gem's face that she was nervous about this, but like a good pet, she knew not to protest a decision I had made. "Are your hands clean? Cleanliness is important with milk cows."