Owned, used, totally controlled. Do those words do anything for you?
It’s not easy to write about ponyplay without referring to deeper matters. You have to be able to see objectification or humiliation as sexual turn-ons; otherwise ponyplay is simply absurd. The concept of human beings on display as dumb animals suggests a pretty profound level of kink that is definitely not for everyone.
That said, If the concepts work for you, read on.
Imagine being buckled into a tight web of leather harness, including a bit and bridle. Imagine that harness hitched to a cart, and someone sitting behind you in that cart, holding the reins, controlling you, directing you with pulls and twitches. Maybe they even have a whip to speed you up, to remind you not to drag your feet. It’s your body doing the work, but it’s not your mind that decides how the work gets done. You’re just the engine, the manifestation of someone else’s will.
If that idea has some resonance, then imagine the arousal when you can’t do anything about it, and are being pushed to go faster, faster, while thigh and ass and belly muscles strain…. For those into pain, imagine the whip that drives you. For those into service, imagine the pure gift of carrying your dom wherever they want to go. For those into bondage, imagine all the varieties of harness that presses here, there, everywhere.