After the Dreams (Caroline's Company) (12 page)

Still coupled with Cassie,
Sylvie collapsed on top of her. She kissed the other girl with a great sigh of
satisfaction. Untying the wrists, she lay down beside her. There was a long
passionate kiss.

‘You are going to be a real dream my dear, now sweet
dreams!’

Chapter Six

After the Dreams

‘Good Morning Cassandra.’

She woke to the sensation of soft lips on her cheek.

‘Did you have sweet dreams?’

Cassie’s barely remembered dreams involved a swirl of naked
bodies and full breasts shining with oil. She realised she was getting quite a
fixation about breasts.

‘Mmmm, yes thank you.’

She sat up, and shook her head. Sunlight was streaming into
the room. Sylvie, wearing a short fluffy dressing gown, had pulled open the
heavy velvet curtains.

‘Here’s some coffee. We need to get a move on, there’s a lot
to do this morning.’

She took the large white mug.

‘And you need to get washed and dressed. You went to sleep
in your makeup last night, although I did wipe some off you after you crashed
out, and of course you did rub quite a lot off onto me!’

Cassie saw that Sylvie was grinning, and her gown had fallen
open a little to show the curves of her body.’

‘There is a little sundress I’ve put out for you, one of the
ones you chose last week.’

‘What will you be wearing, or will you be wearing anything?’

Cassie giggled.

‘I do have a uniform to wear. You’ll see. Not that I mind
wearing nothing of course, but neither you nor I are going to be the centre of
attention today.’

‘What about my...’ Cassie moved her hand over her swollen
nipples.

‘You can wear a bra with that dress, and we’ll put on your
special breast forms later – if you want.’

Cassie nodded, and looked a little shamefaced.

‘Don’t worry.’ came a whisper in her ear. ‘Remember what I told
you last night; anyway you’ve started to develop quite nicely.’

Cassie felt a quick kiss first on one nipple and then the
other.

‘Now you need to get a quick shower, and then can you take
some coffee to Caroline?’

‘Where...’

‘The coffee pot is in the kitchen, and Caroline will
probably be on the front drive by the time you’re ready.’

‘How...’

‘Never mind, you’ll be able to hear her coming. Now don’t
take too long getting ready. You’ll look lovely anyway, all fresh and
innocent!’

Sylvie blew her a kiss from the
doorway, giggled, opened the heavy door and left Cassie to her own devices.

*****************************

A (relatively) short time
later, Cassie stood on the front steps holding two coffee mugs and a flask. The
warm sunshine flooded the whole portico, and the layered steps, making the
sandstone shine as though it had been gilded.

She was wearing the light
sundress that Sylvie had selected. The flowery pink and blue fabric clung to
her upper body, and swirled round to her knees. The neckline was low but not
too low, and she had found a pink coral necklace which looked right. On her
feet she wore strappy straw-coloured wedge sandals, and she had found a
beautiful floppy light straw-coloured sunhat which set off everything nicely.

‘She does have a good sense of
style that girl,’ thought Caroline to herself as she drove down the drive
towards the house, ‘and I think she is settling down with herself. We must make
sure that Sylvie and especially Sadie don’t rush her, or get her frightened.’

When Caroline and her equipage came into sight round the
bend in the drive Cassie nearly dropped the coffee. The light two wheeled
vehicle was a glossy black, with the bench seat covered in quilted red leather,
and between the shafts, which were coupled to a leather corset round her middle
was Poppy, her glossy brown coat shining in the sun. Apart from her corset, she
wore a thin leather strap which went between her legs and up at the back
between the cheeks of her shiny bottom, and to which her tail was attached. It started
by going upwards, and then curved over and flowed down nearly to her knees.

Her arms were held behind her
in the same leather fastening as the previous evening, since the use of both
arms and hands was entirely superfluous to her present state. Her hair in its
pony-tail was pinned up close to her head, and she wore a red plume that
together with her tail, danced as she trotted along. The same head harness that
held the plume also held her blinkers, which cut off her peripheral vision
entirely. The reins from her bit went back to loop over Caroline’s hands. Her
feet, of course, were held in the same hooves that she had been fitted with the
previous evening, and it was the noise of these on the fine gravel of the drive
that had alerted Cassie as to where to bring the coffee.

‘Good Morning Cassandra.’ Caroline swept her vehicle round,
and used her brake to stop at the foot of the steps. ‘’You look very nice. What
do think of our beautiful Poppy?’

‘She’s magnificent,’ said Cassie, who was very much in awe of
the pony, the vehicle and of Caroline, who was wearing black polished riding
boots, very close fitting jodhpurs, a matching wrap round top, and leather
gloves.

‘Coffee! Thank you,’ said
Caroline, stepping down and taking off her riding hat and shaking her hair
loose. She removed her gloves, and took the coffee mugs. Cassie poured a mug
for Caroline, and one for herself.

‘Did you get some sleep?’ Caroline asked as Cassie put the
flask onto one of the steps.

‘Yes, thank you.’ Cassie
blushed.

‘Good, it’s going to be a busy day today. But do remember
that you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do or feel comfortable
doing, and you can always talk to me if you are worried.’

‘I’m fine thank you. Sylvie... Sylvie was very... kind.’ 

‘Of course she is. She’s naturally very friendly as well as
being lovely. But she, and Sadie as well, can be quite... forward; and they
will see you as someone new to play with.’

‘I did enjoy yesterday ... and it was very exciting...  and
Sylvie was...’

‘Good.’ Caroline put her hand on Cassie’s cheek. ‘But just
remember that you don’t need to go further or faster than you want. All right?’

‘Oh yes. Thank you. But Caroline, there’s just one thing,’
her voice went down to a whisper so that Poppy couldn’t hear.  ‘I do so want my
body to change, and I do want to have proper breasts!’

‘Of course you do!’ Caroline put down the mug, hugged her,
and gave her an affectionate kiss. She took both of her hands in hers, and
looked her up and down.  ‘Don’t worry. Jo is very pleased with you, and thinks
you will progress quite fast. And look at you this morning; you have such a
natural sense of style.’

‘Sylvie chose the dress.’

‘Yes, but it is one of the ones you bought last week, and
you chose everything else didn’t you?’

‘Well, yes, but it’s fun shopping.’

‘Of course. And you obviously enjoy it, and you have a
natural sense of fashion and style. So, young lady, enjoy yourself, and we will
all help you.’

Caroline kissed her again.

‘I’m sure that Poppy the Pony
here thinks you’re very pretty.’

Poppy nodded her head, and
stamped a hoof, making her plumes and tail dance.

‘There you are you see. Our
beautiful pony can approve of other people’s clothes, even if she isn’t allowed
any herself, except for her shiny leather harness!’

Caroline stroked the brown haunches, and whispered into the
pony’s ear. Poppy responded with another nod, and pushed her bottom into
Caroline’s hands.

‘I think she’d like some coffee as well Cassie, her tastes
aren’t entirely equine! There’s a bowl in the box on the back of the curricle.’

Caroline carried on stroking the pony’s shiny brown haunches
and legs, while Cassie found the bowl and poured some coffee into it.

‘Just hold it up for her Cassie, but don’t stand too close,
she can slobber a bit.’

Cassie held up the bowl, rather carefully, so Poppy could
lower her head, and carefully lick up some coffee round her bit.

‘Good girl, good pony. She’s trying hard not to splash any
on you Cassie!’

When the pony had lapped all
the coffee she could manage, she raised her head and batted her very long
eyelashes at Cassie.

‘She can be cheeky, this
horse!’ said Caroline, giving her a quick affectionate smack.  Then she gave
the pony another quick kiss on her cheek, and with one hand on the brown
bottom, gently rubbed the shiny brown breasts with the other.

‘You see that she likes to be made a fuss of. She loves
being patted and petted.’  Caroline’s hand moved down to where the leather
strap went between the pony’s legs. The pony pushed herself into the contact.

‘She can’t wear the tail she was wearing last night, it
would chafe too much when she trots. But this soft leather strap stimulates her
and makes her feel the weight of her tail at the same time. Doesn’t it Poppy?’

The pony nodded in reply, and stamped a hoof.

‘Would you like to stroke her?’ Caroline asked Cassie

Cassie moved forwards, but then
hung back a little.

‘Remember when she’s like this she is an erotic animal, and
absolutely shameless. Aren’t you Poppy?’

The pony replied by trying to push her breasts into
Caroline.

Caroline took Cassie’s hand and held it on the pony’s
haunch.

‘She likes her bottom stroked. If she gets too familiar just
give her a smack.’ Caroline suited action to the words. The pony batted her
eyelashes at Cassie again.

‘I’ll tidy up the coffee
things. Will you be alright holding the horse for a few minutes?’

Cassie nodded, and keeping one hand on the pony’s bottom,
gently stroked her cheek with the other. Poppy nuzzled her hand. She was quite
a tall woman anyway, and the hooves made her even taller. She leaned over to
whisper in Cassie’s ear, her breasts rubbing into the girls shoulder.

‘Thith ith learly lothely hoo ho. Hi loth eing like thith.
Hoo hike like ic hung hay!’

The pony’s lips tickled her ear.

‘I’m glad you like it.’
Cassie’s hand patted the pony’s bottom rather tentatively. The pony nodded, and
pushed her bottom more firmly into Cassie’s hand.

Cassie was both impressed and slightly taken aback by the
pony’s sensuality. The polished black leather and her shiny brown skin and the
completely uninhibited way she moved and pushed out her body was both beautiful
and arousing but still (to Cassie’s relative inexperience) somewhat shocking.

‘If she tries to talk,’ said Caroline coming back,  ’just
pull her tail like this.’ She pulled the tail upwards so that the leather strap
to which it was attached was pulled tight into the pony’s vulva.

The pony took some short panting breaths, and wriggled in
her harness.

‘Good. We need to keep you excited don’t we Poppy, just not
too much just yet!’

The pony nodded, and held by
the corset and harnessed to the poles of the curricle, she pushed out her
bottom and her breasts, and stamped a hoof.

‘Would you like a ride?’ Caroline offered, putting on her
riding hat and gloves.

‘Will she be able to pull both of us?’

‘Of course! This curricle is very light, and the wheels and
bearings are very well engineered; and Poppy would love to pull such a pretty
girl wouldn’t you Poppy? The pony batted her eyelashes again.

‘We’ll go slowly Poppy, because Cassandra hasn’t got a riding
hat, and we don’t want her lovely floppy sunhat blowing off in the breeze.’

Caroline helped Cassie up onto
the bench seat of the curricle.

‘One moment.’ Caroline checked the harness, and pulled a
couple of buckles a little tighter. She tweaked the tail, and pulled the bottom
strap tighter as well. Then she climbed back into the seat beside Cassie, took
the reins in one hand and picked up what looked like a very fierce whip in the
other.

‘Walk on.’ She gave the pony a
light flick on her bottom, and leaning into the load Poppy the Pony set off.

*****************************

Jo, Janet and John were
gathered in the stable yard, sat around a table which was set out for a late
breakfast. Sadie was with them, dressed in leather boots, skin tight jodhpurs,
and a tight sleeveless top which showed off her figure very well.

The sound of the pony’s hooves
changed as the curricle came off the gravelled road, under the arch and into
the cobbled yard. As with the previous night, the picture, had there been
anyone to record it, would have been magnificent. The polished spokes of the
large-wheeled curricle, the decorated and shining pony, the pretty young girl
in her summer frock and hat, and the elegant woman in her close fitting boots
and clothing which only emphasised her shape, so obviously in command as she
reined the pony to a halt.

Caroline set the brake on the vehicle, and climbed down
herself. Sadie came across and helped Cassie down.

‘Good morning to you.’ Sadie whispered in her ear.

‘Did Sylvie let you get any
sleep?’ Cassie managed to avoid blushing as Sadie started to unharness Poppy
from the curricle, stroking her gently while she did so.

The table was set out under a striped awning, and laden with
a coffee urn, various juices, breakfast pastries and fruit.

‘Good morning everybody,’ said Caroline. ‘We’re lucky with
the weather at least.’

‘But surely you don’t need luck Caroline,’ said Janet.
‘Surely you command everything round here, including the weather!’

‘Janet!’ her husband said.

‘It’s true we can manage many things round here Janet,
except yourself obviously, however we’re still working on the weather. But we
are lucky, because this morning wouldn’t be anywhere near as much fun if it
rained!’

‘You’re looking very pretty this morning Cassandra,’ Janet
ignored Caroline. ‘I like your hat, I should have brought mine. The sun in this
yard is fierce.’