After forcing her to drink my piss I left her for a moment as I went into the tack room and I got her pony harness. I retrieved it and the pony boots, the headharness and the pony tail butt plug. I walked back to find her heaving and retching on the barn floor. I roughly grabbed her hair then pulled her upright then I started buckling and locking her into the pony harness. I buckled the straps tightly then locked them. I pulled the straps tight, dimpling her flesh. I then shoved the butt plug into her ass then pulled the crotch strap tight before locking it. I next went to work on her head and soon enough the large bit gag was seated in her mouth the straps pulling it savagely tight back against her jaws and the blinkers cutting off her peripheral vision. The last step was to put the boots on her. These were a hard fit I had misgauged her size and the boots were half a size too small. I next locked the boots on her and stood back.

She started whining almost immediately and as I walked back to the tack room for the long cattle prod, one I bought for use, not only on slaves, but also on my cattle when I had them pinned and corralled. Once I returned I noted that she had fallen. With her arms held by the harness she had not gotten back to her feet. I took the prod and shocked her.

"Get to your feet slave."