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Trips to the county honest are always resourceful. The beasts are cool and there is that undertone of care and love they receive. The implements of husbandry are notably interesting and one instrument has always fired my imagination: the grooming table. It is with such enjoyment and reflection I stand over her now, loving a excellent Camel smoke. She is most beautiful with a dark-hued latex spandex hood stretched over her head. It is a adorable contrast from that painted face mounted in the wall a few days back. I rammed a duo rubber tubes up her nose fuck-holes to assure 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 catching me!!! The only relief is to carefully string up my weight from that damnable butt hook he seems to love so much. I’m sweating from this exertion. I feel the sweat squelching around my chin and mouth. The tubes plunged up my nose are maddening and my breath is labored because of them. I am devoured in an oppressive, goopy blackness. The pressure, which was a mere gusto when he pulled it over my head, is sore now. The wickedest tickling and pricking assaults my skin; I imagine it must be flies or mosquitos feasting. I hear the door slam. Tho' I cannot watch 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 blackness. Do I feel 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 eventually inhale. That banger is sucking smoke at me. I can’t avert my head as it is locked at the neck. With every inhale I receive another dose. I cannot escape it; I feel dizzy -- my figure tingles and trembles.