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Requested by TheOtherPony/Feyro/CloudNine
 
Dominatrix Chloe takes Fatch out for walk, but Fatch doesn’t want to. Expecting her pet to follow her mistress like she should. Chloe decided to watch her struggle to pull back if she’s ever gonna get out this situation. ):3 
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Perhaps it was a bad idea to politely accept the invitation for tea and getting to know one another. Perhaps it was a bad idea that she stayed longer than she intended to, and perhaps it was a bad idea to let her guard down against somepony so welcoming. Either way, what happened, happened.
 
Now, after a few weeks of “training”, her Mistress decided to take her out for a walk to see if she improved. She hummed and teased the entire way through as Latch was helped (forced) into her suit. Instinctively, as Latch wasn’t broken in, she fought back. She tugged back and stood her ground, digging her hooves in regularly against the flooring, stone, and then dirt every few minutes.
 
Progress was slow with her first walk, but regularly Mistress Chloe would give her the incentive to move forward, reminding her of the toys that were stuffed into into her pucker and marehood. She didn’t want to give in or listen, but whenever she stood her ground, Chloe would always dial the toys up and up until she was tugged forward, or she started following her on her own. She didn’t know if it was some sort of reverse psychology, but sometimes she did want to stay still, just to let the toys bring her closer and closer to an orgasm…
 
It seemed though, Chloe wouldn’t allow that. She knew when her Pet was close to cumming. Latch had to listen first before she earned it._
 
Story by TheOtherPony/Feyro/CloudNine

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Perhaps it was a bad idea to politely accept the invitation for tea and getting to know one another. Perhaps it was a bad idea that she stayed longer than she intended to, and perhaps it was a bad idea to let her guard down against somepony so welcoming. Either way, what happened, happened.
 
Now, after a few weeks of “training”, her Mistress decided to take her out for a walk to see if she improved. She hummed and teased the entire way through as Latch was helped (forced) into her suit. Instinctively, as Latch wasn’t broken in, she fought back. She tugged back and stood her ground, digging her hooves in regularly against the flooring, stone, and then dirt every few minutes.
 
Progress was slow with her first walk, but regularly Mistress Chloe would give her the incentive to move forward, reminding her of the toys that were stuffed into into her pucker and marehood. She didn’t want to give in or listen, but whenever she stood her ground, Chloe would always dial the toys up and up until she was tugged forward, or she started following her on her own. She didn’t know if it was some sort of reverse psychology, but sometimes she did want to stay still, just to let the toys bring her closer and closer to an orgasm…
 
It seemed though, Chloe wouldn’t allow that. She knew when her Pet was close to cumming. Latch had to listen first before she earned it.
 
~ A short little story to go with it.