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Trips to the county honest are always resourceful. The beasts are uber-sexy and there is that undertone of care and enjoy they receive. The tools of husbandry are peculiarly interesting and one tool has always fired my imagination: the grooming table. It is with such gusto and reflection I stand over her now, lovin’ a fine Camel smoke. She is most gorgeous with a black spandex smother hood opened up over her head. It is a nice contrast from that painted face mounted in the wall several days back. I wedged a duo rubber tubes up her nose crevasses to guarantee there is no mishap with breathing. This was a safety measure as she has been locked on all 4s stewing since sunrise. My knees are killing me!!! The only ease is to carefully hang my weight from that damnable bum hook he seems to enjoy so much. I’m sweating from this exertion. I perceive the sweat squelching around my chin and mouth. The tubes jammed up my nose are maddening and my breath is labored because of them. I am absorbed in an oppressive, gooey blackness. The pressure, which was a mere gusto when he pulled it over my head, is aching now. The wickedest kittling and pricking assaults my skin; I imagine it must be flies or mosquitos feasting. I hear the door slam. Tho I cannot observe or hear his movements, I am sure he is up to something. My mind swirls with imaginings of what he is about to do. My head screams, “Please do something!” The oppressive domination of what my own thoughts conjure reverberate in this smothering blackness. Do I sense that he is close? I hold my breath to empty any sound in my head. All of a sudden an acrid stench assaults my nose when I ultimately inhale. That banger is fellating smoke at me. I can’t avert my head as it is locked at the neck. With every deep-throat I receive another dose. I cannot escape it; I perceive dizzy -- my bod tingles and trembles.