Chapter Forty-Four
This night was unlike any night I had ever experienced. To start with, my little mistress dressed me in a fine, sparkling harness and elegant bridle, with crisscrossing straps that went over my head and a funny feather perched on my poll which I didn’t like, but quickly realized I could ignore. My reins connected to my harness to keep my head in its proper arch and pose, this also wasn’t a bother as my head was in its natural position and wasn’t exaggerated. Though I didn’t like it being kept there, it soon felt no different than having reins on that kept my mouth in contact with my rider and I could still have freedom to raise my head up and down. Rita was dressed in fine attire and I could tell she was nervous as she clasped another simple black rein under my chin and led me out. I
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