A walk in the park (/slave/)

##main bit by an anon##
>be anon, 7 years old
>blissfully unaware of the true horrors of slavery
>you've seen ponies before though
>one day you see a pony in the park with a saddle on her back and reins around her neck
>she's standing next to a sign
>"pony rides $1"
>she looks sad
>go running up to her with youthful enthusiasm
"Hi pony, I'm Anon! What's your name?"
>she gives you a warm smile
>"My name's not important, dear. Would you like to go for a ride?"
"Boy, would I!"
>you reach into your pockets, only for both hands to come up empty
"Aww.. darn it, I forgot I spent my allowance this week already. Can I pet you instead?"
>she giggles as you place your hand on her neck and begin stroking her before she can even respond
"You're so soft!"
>her giggling intensifies when you hug her and rub your face against her fluff
>"I'll tell you what, sweetie, first ride's on the house."
>your eyes go wide with excitement and you gasp
"Wow, really??"
>she nods and lays down on the ground
>"Go on, climb up on the saddle!"
>you don't have to be told twice, your butt is already planted on the leather seat before she even finishes her sentence
>you reach down to grab the left stirrup, slipping your foot into it, then reach for the right, which is just barely out of your reach until she turns around and bumps it with her muzzle, causing your right foot to slide into it
>"Hold on tight!"
>you grab the reins and pull hard out of fear and exhilaration as she carefully stands up
>you wobble around, barely maintaining your balance, a funny feeling in your belly as your heart beats faster
>you've never ridden a pony before
>she can definitely tell
>"It's alright sweetie, we'll take it nice and slow. Just let me know if you wanna get down, okay?"
>she starts to walk, occasionally looking back at you, ignoring your death-grip on the reins and your legs squeezing onto her sides for dear life
>half way around the park you finally start to relax, sitting up tall in the saddle and easing your grip with your legs, though you still hold the reins tightly
>the gentle swaying side to side of the pony underneath you along with the soft, rhythmic creaking of saddle leather makes you feel more at ease than you've ever felt in your life
>you give a soft sigh, taking in the sights around you
>there aren't many kids around
>not many you recognize, at least
>you puff your chest out with pride and hold your head high whenever you see someone else, wanting them to take notice of you, maybe even feel jealous
>you give the pony a soft kick on her sides and bounce in the saddle a couple times
"Giddyup pony, let's go faster!"
>she giggles, turning to look at you with a smile
"Maybe after you've had a few more rides. You must learn to balance yourself first. I don't want you to fall!"
>you give a frustrated sigh and raspberry
"Fiiiine."
>before you know it, you've ridden around the entire park, and are back where you started
>"Okay little one, that's all for today. You did wonderful for your first time!"
"Aw, I wanna ride some more though," you protest
>you notice other kids have started to gather where the sign is
>"Now now, Anon, I must be fair and let the other children have a turn, okay?"
>she lays back down and you pull your feet out of the stirrups, nearly losing your balance when you swing your leg back over her and slide off of her back
>as soon as she stands back up you throw your arms around her and hug her as tight as you can, revelling in her luxuriously soft coat one more time
"Thank you for the ride, pony!"
>She nuzzles your cheek as she steps over to the line that's formed, the next kid putting his foot in the stirrup and pulling himself up onto her back without hesitation, kicking her sides as she takes off at a trot
>she turns back and looks at you one more time as she trots away
>"I'm here every day, Anon, I hope you'll come and visit me again!"

##epilouge bit by other anons##

>anon's friends see him riding a pretty pastel pony
>give him endless shit and call him a girl because kids are evil to each other
>mare wonders why she never sees her new little friend again
>the rest of these brats just climb on her and kick the shit out of her, they're way too rough
>couple of them even had the nerve to break a stick off a tree to use as a riding whip on her
>none of them ever thank her or pet her or hug her
>just see her as a toy they can pay to use and then forget about
>she misses her friend
>anon's parents notice he's been depressed lately
>keep prodding him until he tells them about ponyride mare
>anon's dad goes to the park and sees an older teenager trying to ride her that she struggles to carry
>successfully chases him off
>mare explains her situation, how she's barely getting by
>dad makes her an offer
>she can become anon's family's slave and theyll provide for her, even provide a contract with an opt out clause
>all she has to do is come live with them and give anon pony rides
>she's reluctant to give up her freedom
>eventually accepts
>anon comes home from school one day to find her standing in his living room all saddled up with a gift bow in her mane
>runs up to hug her with tears in his eyes
>"I'm all yours now, anon! I've missed you, sweetie! I know your friends were mean to you, and I'm sorry they made you feel bad for liking me, but now you can rub it in their faces that you have your very own pony that you don't have to share with anyone!"
>former slave accepts return to slavery to be with her friend
>anon pampers the shit out of her
>anon rides her to school every day
>kids at school see her dropping him off, nuzzling and kissing his cheek every day, then doing the same when she shows up later to give him a ride home
>not only does anon have his very own pony, she loves her little master with all her heart
>the salt is enough to fill the grand Canyon
>mare defends anon from bullies
>scares the shit out of them by putting on a full wild-angry-feral-momma-mare-defending-her-baby act making them think they're about to get the ever loving shit stomped out of them
>anon is never fucked with by bullies again
>they fall asleep snuggling every night
>anon and mare literally cannot fall asleep unless they're holding each other
>anon keeps lavishing her with affection even after he gets too big to ride her
>she never uses her opt out clause
>many years later she dies in her master's arms
>she dies a slave, but the happiest slave that ever lived