We cross a courtyard and enter into a wooden building, inside I see a male slave waiting, like me his dressed all in leather, unlike me he is not bound, but he is gagged as well. He watches as I crawl towards him, our Mistress hands him the lead and steps away, she leans against a wooden partition watching. The slave jerks upwards on the lead, indicating that I stand. The female slave that followed us now joins him. Together they set to, preparing me for the next step of my journey into their slavery.
They lead me to a wooden wheeled carriage with thin rubber tyres judging from the little I can see. I am placed between the extended wooden rods where the pony should go. I realise then that I am to be the pony to this trap. They (both slaves) set to fastening me into place. They fit a harne
