"As you wish, madam."

Mullady Mistler built the contraption. It was a marvel of engineering skill and a testament to his unique talent.

He had to build it by himself, away from the men who would surely have noticed something strange about its peculiar design.

When he had finished constructing it, his sense of aesthetics forced him to varnish the wood to a glistening gloss.

The small chamber underneath where Nora Barker would position herself underneath the mating stallion he had lined in soft white fur.

There was a silver bar that stretched in front of her so that her passionate fingers could keep her properly leveraged during the sordid act.

The leather strap that bound the horse was sure to allow her just enough of a play with the mammoth thrusting cock without the weight behind it.

The contraption was a magnificent design, which after it was built, seemed to glow in a pulsing aura.

When he finished it, after a steady month's diligent effort, he draped it with a blue felt cloth he purchased especially for it.

Nora Barker had demanded that money be secondary in the pursuit of excellence in the construction of her sordid contraption.

It had cost nearly five thousand dollars to construct it, not counting the labor Mullady Mistler had put into it.

Nora had promised to reward him handsomely as long as the wooden harness complied with the specifications of her fantasy.

She had not lied. When he took her to the back of the tool shed she had in her hand a cashiers check.

He shall never forget that day.

"Madam, the construction is finished. All is ready."

He could see that the knowledge that the thing had been built was making her passionately swoon.

Her eyes rolled in her head for a short moment until she cooled herself off long enough to speak.

"Are you sure, Mullady, is everything in order, just as I specified."