“Don’t those hurt?” he asked. Porn sort of. We have to do that sometimes with mares who don’t properly raise their tails when we mate them.”
Nicole felt something thin– probably a leather strip– being tied around her waist just above the heavy belt. She tried to make Annabelle understand her need, but all that happened was that Annabelle softly stroked her head and murmured, “I know. Then she looked at Nicole and asked, “If you were truly a horse, what should be done?”
Nicole thought for a moment and then said, “If I cared about the horse, I would curry comb it and wipe it down and then give it fresh hay and feed.”
“And what else?” Mistress Joan asked. Mare can clean up things here.”
While they were riding back to the farm, Annabelle said softly
