"And I can train every horse." But-," He started, but Madame French cut him off, irritated by his comments. "If you're going to tell me how to train t...e horse, why did you bother to bring it here? I suggest you shut up and let me do my work."Grumbling, the man wandered away. It was his horse, and it was uncontrollable. No matter what they had tried, it would not behave. An aggressive horse was no use to anyone, so it had been sent here to be 'corrected'. The stable-hands finished forcing. "As the swords and spears started striking me, I took a deep breath and refreshed my warrior spells, barely trying to block the blows. When I was completely refreshed, I faced my line that I was now behind. One warrior stood between my goal and me.Contemptuously ignoring the weak spear hacks at my lightly armored back, and the swords trying to beat through my side and shoulder armor, I addressed the young soldier in front of me wearing a very new Royal Guard uniform. "You're in my way, young. Greg managed an occasional grunt to keep the conversation going, but even that was hard for him, and when she casually slipped a hand down to her groin and inserted a middle finger and gently began to pleasure herself, he was left speechless. “Oh, for goodness sake,” she interrupted her flow of sexual chat, “open your fly and let that monster breath, it’s strangling to death inside there!” It certainly felt like that to Greg. He did as he was bade, and with difficulty because of it’s rigid. "Sure, just go easy on them for a while." Okay," she agreed, tentatively bringing her hands up to cup her right breast."Here, this might help," I continued as I held up a small hand mirror so she could see what it looked like from the front.Interestingly, one of the first things she did was to flip the ring up and down and then slide it through her nipple until the bottom ball rested against first one side of the hole and then the other.Looking slightly confused she asked, "Shouldn't the spikes.