“Those three should have a good time,” she said to herself. “I’ll give them a few hours to get acquainted.”
Indeed, when Silvia returned to the tack room four hours later, she found pretty much what she expected. Blond Bunny, naked except for her boots and a head-enclosing leather hood, sat vibrating, astride one of the saddle horses. Her arms were bound wrists to elbows with cuffs and chain, her booted feet chained to the stirrups and her head totally enclosed in a heavy leather discipline helmet that had two tubes going from the mouth and nose areas upwards to twin surgical bags suspended overhead. A single heavy chain connected to a D ring at the crown of the hood led to an electric winch in the overhead rafters and held Bunny quite erect on the saw horse. Clearly Sophie had followed
