Of course, there was no way for me to not ‘come along’. Bitted and painfully controlled by the connections to my nose and n*****s via the reins, I was helpless in his hands. He walked quickly ahead of me down the arena to a large, flat screen TV screen at one end, then placed me in front of it. A moment later the video came up on the screen and I was required to watch a preview of all of the various tasks I’d have to perform. The overview cut off, then came slo-mo video of a harnessed woman at the ends of her lunge/control reins, executing the prancing, hoof-snapping walk that was demanded of a Lipizzaner Mare at all times. The exercise looked horribly tiring and complex, but the helplessly harnessed girl on the screen seemed to manage it with ease, bouncing around at the end of her lines,
