Chapter Twenty-Four
Put Through My Paces
As promised, my rider was a member of the Pygmy tribe and, to my surprised eyes, a female, fully togged out in a classical riding habit and helmet, complete to jodhpurs and a short crop that she swatted against her booted leg while she looked me over appraisingly when I entered the room. Naturally, being a female on His Majesties staff, she too was fully equipped with her complement of rings, cuffs, collar and Chastity Belt, although most of these were hidden at the moment by her costume, and too, her arms had been fastened up between her shoulders, but she seemed not to mind this awful type of bondage, perhaps having endured it for a long time already. Fearfully, I saw that she also wore spurs and I tried to shy away when she approached, but she
