
It was not the best idea to make these riding gestures, when asking her: “I WANNA BE YOUR HORSE”. She said this can be arranged. And she brought a saddle, bridle and bit and a riding crop. “Have you seen a clothed horse? Get naked and on all four. I dare you to disobey.” And she hit me with her crop. So I obeyed. She rode me hard and used the crop every moment. When I broke down under her she got off and whipped me even harder. “Tomorrow, you are back, I will bring my spurs.”