The beast has been confined to its cage for an extended period, eagerly awaiting its Mistresses. Upon our arrival, we command it to prepare for our ride. We aim to assess its obedience and resistance… Released from its cage, it must first pay homage to our boots as a form of greeting. With a collar and leash, we commence riding this aged steed. Occasionally, it becomes unruly, necessitating discipline through whiplashes. The punishments serve their purpose, as the steed improves with each passing moment. In the end, when it pleads to be allowed to smell our thongs, we deny it any reward and lock it back in its cage, leaving it alone. Mistress Gaia and I depart, smiling.