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we want soon, and not before time, in my opinion.' There was a bubble of chatter into his earpiece. 'Why so impatient, my dear? You can work someone else over in the meantime to curb that nasty mind of yours. I will be.' He depressed the button to end the conversation and clicked the handset back into place on its charger.
    It could be said that he was a man who rarely smiled, whether given cause or no. The delicate curve now forming at the corners of his lips wasn't entirely sure if it was welcome, but it couldn't help making an appearance, nonetheless.
     

Fitted and Bitted
     
    Shivering, her body moving in jagged ripples like a wind-torn flower petal, Jenny was dragged from the breakfast room by her leash. Her groom, who had introduced himself as Daniel, had promptly tied her to a sturdy wooden post and left, giving no idea of what was to come or where he was going. The good news was that he had forgotten to replace her plug; the bad news was that a fine mist of drizzle had begun to seep from the skies and coat her body, succeeding in chilling her thoroughly to the bone.
    Pulling fretfully at the chain with her collared neck, it didn't take her long to realise that not only were her actions pointless, they would also result in whiplash if she wasn't careful. Even though her hands were still clipped behind her back, she began banging her leather mitts together as hard as she could and jogging gently on the spot to keep warm. She hoped the sun would make an appearance soon. Even though it was only the end of August the temperature had not risen above ten degrees and her breath made a slight fog in the air.
    To alleviate the boredom of being tied to a post and rendered immobile, she tried to crane her neck backwards over her high collar and peer into the barn. It was virtually impossible, so she had to settle for listening keenly. There were plenty of noises coming from its direction. Excitable ones for the most part and judging by the grooms, who were running backwards and forwards with strips of dangling leather in their arms, the ponies were now being fitted into their tack.
    'Jealous?'
    Jenny's head snapped around to find Daniel had reappeared behind her. Unfastening her leash from the post he gave it a sharp tug to indicate she should follow him. As he was considerably bigger than she was his tug had her stumbling forward, metal hooves clunking against the uneven cobblestones that decorated the space between several of the stable buildings.
    'Don't worry,' he said, turning back to look at her with a leering grin on his face. 'You'll be getting yourself prettied up in just a few minutes. We're now off to the tack room, as it happens. I know your sort. Can't wait for all yer holes to be plugged with something plump and fat, can you? You want those titties covered in leather and their buds pinched tightly with little clamps, so you jingle sweetly and announce every step you make. You want that rubber bit between your teeth and you want to be slobbering and begging for cock. I bet you can't wait to feel your new tail dangling...'
    Jenny screamed. She had no idea why she hadn't done so earlier. This awful place was beginning to mess with her head. There was no gag in her mouth and nothing to stop her yelling at the top of her lungs. 'Help me! There's been an awful mistake. Please get me out of here!' Shouting as loud as her vocal chords would let her, it was a disappointing effort as the wind whipped most of the sound away. Straining her neck in its ridiculously large collar she tried to survey the area, but it remained desolate and not a single soul bothered to peer around a corner and see what all the fuss was about. There was only one person who seemed at all perturbed by her outburst, and that was Daniel, who was now wearing a look of incredulous disbelief.
    'You stupid piece of horseflesh! What the fuck do you think you're doing?' He slapped her cheek. Hard.
    The stinging blow blindsided her and she fell to her knees,