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{ASS} PONY GIRL {Hungry Guy} (M/F Mpov Mdom Fsub nosex)
BY: Hungry Guy (hungry@stoolmail.zzn.com)

Foreword: The story that follows this introduction contains written 
words that came out of someone's imagination (nothing more and nothing 
less) for the purpose of entertainment and social commentary. Indeed, 
it is a sad commentary that an introduction like this is needed to 
defend such a basic, essential, and precious human right as freedom of 
speech. This right is affirmed in the First Amendment of the United 
States Constitution, which reads, "Congress shall make no law 
respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free 
exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; 
or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the 
Government for a redress of grievances." The words "no law" and "or 
abridging the freedom of speech" are perfectly clear and leave no room 
for interpretation. The First Amendment protects every kind of speech, 
and makes no exceptions whatsoever for offensive, erotic, prurient, 
obscene, or other forms of speech. I stand in good company in defense 
of free speech:

- "Our liberty depends on freedom of the press, and that cannot be 
limited without being lost."--Thomas Jefferson 

- "They that can give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary 
safety deserve neither liberty nor safety."--Benjamin Franklin 

- "A wise and frugal government, which shall restrain men from injuring 
one another, which shall leave them otherwise free to regulate their 
own pursuits of industry and improvement, and shall not take from the 
mouths of labor the bread it has earned, this is the sum of good 
government."--Thomas Jefferson 

- "I disapprove of what you say, but I will defend to the death your 
right to say it."--The Friends Of Voltaire, 1906 

- "There is no such thing as a moral or immoral book. Books are well 
written, or badly written. That is all."--Oscar Wilde 

- "The greatest evils inflicted by man over the face of the Earth are 
wrought not by the self-seekers, the pleasure lovers, or the merely 
amoral, but by the fervent devotees of ethical principles."--Robert M. 
MacIver 

- "Laws that prevent the choosing of sin also prevent the choosing of 
virtue."--Daniel B. Klein 

- "Liberty is the only thing you can't have unless you give it to 
others."--William Allan White 

- "The sole end for which mankind are warranted, individually or 
collectively, in interfering with the liberty of action of any of their 
number, is self protection."--John Stuart Mill 

Furthermore, every US President, Attorney General, FBI Director, and 
other government employees whose job is to enforce the law is sworn to 
an oath to defend the Constitution. Therefore, any government 
representative or employee who enacts laws or imposes punishments upon 
people for their speech is violating their solemn oath of office. For 
example: 

- "I do solemnly swear (or affirm) that I will faithfully execute the 
office of President of the United States, and will to the best of my 
ability, preserve, protect and defend the Constitution of the United 
States."--George W. Bush, Jr., President of the United States 

- "I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States 
against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith 
and allegiance to the same; that I take this obligation freely, without 
any mental reservation or purpose of evasion; and that I will well and 
faithfully discharge the duties of the office on which I am about to 
enter. So help me God."--Robert Mueller, Director of the FBI 

Lastly, the purpose of the jury trial system is not merely to judge 
those accused of crimes, but also to judge the law itself. The jury 
trial system exists to empower the people to enforce the Constitution 
upon the government, in the same way that the jury trial system exists 
to empower the government to enforce the law upon the people. Again, I 
stand in good company in my awareness of the true function of the jury 
trial process:

- "The jury has a right to judge both the law as well as the facts in 
controversy."--John Jay, 1789, first Chief Justice of the US Supreme 
Court. 

- "If a juror feels that the statute involved in any criminal case 
being tried is unfair, or that it infringes upon the defendant's 
natural, inalienable, or Constitutional rights, then it is his duty to 
affirm that the offending statute is really no law at all and that the 
violation of it is no crime at all--for no one is bound to obey an 
unjust law...the law itself is on trial, quite as much as the cause 
which is to be decided."--Harlan F. Stone, former Chief Justice of the 
US Supreme Court. 

- "I consider trial by jury as the only anchor ever yet imagined by 
man, by which a government can be held to the principles of its 
constitution."--Thomas Jefferson. 

- "It is not only the juror's right, but his duty, in that case, to 
find the verdict according to his own best understanding, judgment, and 
conscience, though in direct opposition to the direction of the 
court."--John Adams, 1771. 

For more information of freedom of speech, see:

American Civil Liberties Union--http://www.aclu.org/
CATO Institute--http://www.cato.org/
Electronic Frontier Foundation--http://www.eff.org/
Fully Informed Juries Association--http://www.fija.org/
iFeminists--http://www.ifeminists.net/
Institute for Justice--http://www.ij.org/
The Independent Institute--http://www.independent.org/

Now, on to the story... 

    ### 

    It was a cool autumn Saturday morning in rural western 
Pennsylvania.  Vern rose early, yawned, stretched, and gazed out his 
bedroom window onto his 100-acre farm.  It wasn't much of a farm, 
though; most if his land was woods and he had only one animal: a pony.  

    In a mood to go for a ride, he showered and put on his boots, 
jeans, and western shirt.   Before going out to the barn, he warmed a 
pot of coffee and toasted a muffin.  Perhaps he'd bring his trusty old 
fishing pole and try to catch Ol' Flounder.  That danged fish always 
got away.  He'd sure make a right fine dinner one of these days.

    Being a brisk 55 degrees outside, Vern pulled on a light jacket and 
sauntered out to the barn.  A gas heater hung from the ceiling above 
the stall, keeping it at about 68 degrees.  

    "Morning, girl," he said as he grabbed a shovel and entered her 
stall.

    "M-m-m-morning, V-V-V-Vern," Mindy answered as her breath exited 
her mouth in puffs of steam.  Mindy stepped aside as Vern shoveled the 
urine soaked straw that covered the floor of her stall, and scooped up 
her manure, and dumped it into a steel drum outside.  Her feet clicked 
on the floor from the horseshoes strapped to her feet with leather 
straps riveted onto her feet.

    "C-c-c-c-could you p-p-p-please give m-m-me m-m-more heat, V-V-
Vern!  P-p-please!" 

    "Now Mindy," Vern sighed.  "You know gas is expensive."  Taking a 
brush he stepped behind her and examined her arms that were shackled 
behind her back with her elbows locked together above her butt and her 
wrists locked together just below the back of her neck.  He began 
brushing her long blonde mane, brushing out the bugs that had started 
to make a nest in it the night before.  

    She sneezed and tried to flick the snot from her nose by flicking 
her head rapidly from side to side. 

    He then looked her over.  Her legs and thighs had the bulk and 
bulging muscles of a professional body builder, but the rest of her 
body was slender, almost anemic.  He sprayed bug spray over her nude 
body, and throughout her mane, and on her patch of muff hair.

    Then Vern took down the custom made saddle that he had purchased 
from a BDSM site that made saddles for pony girls.  Setting the 
brackets over her shoulders, he rested the saddle against her back as 
she stood there shivering.  He then slung the cinch strap around her 
chest and pulled it as tight as he could, until Mindy whimpered in 
pain.

    Then he slid her bridle over her head and slid her bit into her 
mouth, buckling it in place.  Then he attached his tackle box and 
fishing rod to the straps that hung from her saddle.

    At that, he opened the stall door and led her out to his small 
corral.  He stepped up behind her and mounted the saddle, resting his 
belly against her shoulders and pressing his thighs into her kidneys.  
He gave her a whack with his riding crop and they were off.  

    Mindy walked slowly to the end of the corral where Vern leaned down 
and opened the gate.  He urged his mount through and into the trail 
that led into the woods.  

    "C'mon," Vern urged her as he kicked her into a gentle run.  It was 
about a half-hour ride from the homestead to the pond at the other end 
of his property.  Upon arriving near the water's edge, he tied Mindy to 
a tree limb and headed down to the water's edge and set up.  

    Baiting his hook and casting into the pond, he stood and waited.  
He knew from experience that Ol' Flounder was out and about this time 
of day.  The sneaky fish had never taken the bait, but Vern knew he was 
there.  Seeing Ol' Flounder splash in defiance was a sight to behold.  
He was a big un'!

After about an hour in the morning dawn, Vern was about ready to give 
up and head back home for some microwave grub when he saw the dastardly 
fish jump up just a few feet from his float, sending ripples through 
the water.  

    Then...yes!   The float disappeared under the water and nearly 
yanked his pole from his grasp.  Not to take any chances, Vern had 
filled his reel with 50 Pound Test.  The fish fought, but so did Vern.  
Even 50 Pound Test would break if snapped suddenly, so he let the fish 
fight, and then reeled him in slowly.  He let the fish fight a little 
more, then reeled him in a little more.  About a half-hour later, Ol' 
Flounder was flapping and gasping for breath on a tree stump set back 
from the water's edge.  Vern dropped the fish into a small plastic 
garbage bag along with some pond water.  Mmmm-mmmm!  Vern'll be eating 
good tonight!

    With gear in hand, he attached it all to Mindy's saddle, along with 
his prize, and headed home.

    About halfway back, Mindy stopped and squatted slightly.  "Ya' 
okay, girl?" Vern asked.

    Mindy could only grunt with the bit in her mouth, but a moment 
later, he heard her pass wind and drop some turds onto the ground 
between her legs.  Vern sat there in the saddle, patiently waiting for 
Mindy to finish her business, then kicked her to motion when she 
straightened up again.

    Back at the barn, he removed her bridle and saddle and hung them 
back up.  Her back was all sweaty where the saddle had been pressing 
against it, and she had a small blister above one of her butt cheeks 
where his tackle box must have been rubbing.  Taking a hose, he hosed 
her down with cold water, drawing a shriek from her.  "Yaaaaa!" she 
gasped and began panting heavy.

    Placing her back into her stall, he filled her water bucket, and 
scooped a can of dog food into an iron bowl bolted to the wall.  

    Then, he headed back into the warmth of the house to start a fire 
on the gas grill and prepare his fish fry feast.

    * END *

Hungry Guy
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