Pawing the right front hoof as a sign of being willing to whatever is her wishes for you, you step close to her and accept her stroking hand across a neck made of strength and massive muscle.
Brandishing a bright red halter, she slips it over the muzzle, up and over the face, snugging it into place and making the feeling of being an animal as something of such an undeniable sensation you begin to gain a slight aroused sensation down low.
The hard snap of a mountaineer clip hooking a rein lead to the halter makes you feel more as if a slave and not the animal.
A tug, and you willingly follow along behind and then stepping with a sense of renewed excitement, prancing you come to move along side this woman of your wildest dreams.