Slink Have fun - Sierra Cirque

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Trips to the county fair are always resourceful. The beasts are marvelous and there is that undertone of care and enjoy they receive. The devices 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, enjoying a excellent Camel smoke. She is most gorgeous with a ebony spandex fetish mask opened up over her head. It is a cute contrast from that painted face mounted in the wall several days back. I slammed a duo rubber tubes up her nose crevasses 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 me!!! The only ease is to carefully hang my weight from that damnable butt 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 inserted up my nose are maddening and my breath is labored because of them. I am devoured in an oppressive, gloppy blackness. The pressure, which was a mere sheer 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 tyranny of what my own thoughts conjure reverberate in this blackness.Do I sense that he is close? I hold my breath to empty any sound in my head. Abruptly an acrid stench assaults my nose when I eventually inhale. That banger is blowing smoke at me. I can’t avert my head as it is locked at the neck. With every suck I receive another dose. I cannot run away it; I perceive dizzy -- my body tingles and trembles.