with each step she made, with each jingle of the bells on her waist harness another piece of her former life faded from her memory. Once a Mistress with a stable of ponies at her command, now she whinnied and pranced at the end of her Master’s
with each step she made, with each jingle of the bells on her waist harness another piece of her former life faded from her memory. Once a Mistress with a stable of ponies at her command, now she whinnied and pranced at the end of her Master’s