I was invited to ride a wooden pony. It was some kind a private show before a number of audiences.
It was an evening in May. I arrived the premises and was led to a garage. The center had been cleared and a triangular wooden pony was in the center of the clearing. There were already a few men and women there.
My heart was beating wildly and I was shaking slightly as I positioned myself next to the pony and waited for instructions. A man ordered me to strip. After I got naked I was instructed to climb over the wooden pony and stand over it. I could feel the wood slightly brushing the protruding flesh of my labia.
After standing over the wooden pony, my wrists were pulled behind my back by a man, and another man tied my wrists together with bondage rope.
Then they knelt below the pony, one on the left and another on the right. They bent and tied each of my ankle with a rope, and then loosely threaded the rope to a metal eyelet screwed into the wood on each side of the pony, behind where I was sitting.