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Trips to the county fair are always resourceful. The beasts are wonderful and there is that undertone of care and enjoy they receive. The implements of husbandry are especially interesting and one tool has always fired my imagination: the grooming table. It is with such enjoyment and reflection I stand over her now, loving a superb Camel smoke. She is most beautiful with a black spandex throttle spandex hood opened up over her head. It is a nice contrast from that painted face mounted in the wall several days back. I rammed a duo rubber tubes up her nose slots 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 cautiously hang my weight from that damnable donk 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 devoured in an oppressive, sticky blackness. The pressure, which was a mere pleasure when he pulled it over my head, is sore now. The wickedest kittling and pricking assaults my skin; I imagine it must be flies or mosquitos feasting. I hear the door slam. However I cannot witness 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 despotism of what my own thoughts conjure reverberate in this strangling blackness. Do I perceive that he is close? I hold my breath to empty any sound in my head. Abruptly an acrid stench assaults my nose when I ultimately inhale. That banger is gargling smoke at me. I can’t avert my head as it is locked at the neck. With every deepthroat I receive another dose. I cannot escape it; I perceive dizzy -- my assets tingles and trembles.