A saddle, and it is snugged tight to fit upon a strong back and about a rounded belly as the man puts his boot into the stirrup and boosts his weighty self up to sit his horse.
So much of what was fantasized feels so real with the sensing of comforts and discomforts, the worst right then was the steel bit bothering a tongue and to bite at it hurts too!
"Ow," and a kick then in the ribs by the man spurs his animal into walking, going wherever the man wishes to go. The rhythm of hoofs slamming at the roadway begins a beat in the mind as a measure to just how fast a horse can move. All else is a mingling of sensations. To feel the tail swish as flick and act in accordance to how one feels or is being bothered, it is a wonderful appendage to be sure!
Being so physical of body, so strong, such is a horse and as much as being shoved inside that fool chamber was an insult, the outcome seems more marvelous than anything ever imagined was possible. Elated in mind as the body do what it was made for, to gallop brings a breeze to the face, as the mane flies and legs enjoy stamina.
Nothing human seems to matter as miles slip by and where the man wants to go is the only thought in a horse head.