"Hutt! Hutt! Hutt! Keep those knees up English Girl! I don't care if those point shoes make your feet hurt - You WILL prance the way I told you to.

Or would you prefer that I leave you for the night in the stable wearing those shoes with your nose hooked to a ring in the ceiling?

Perhaps you would also like it if I left the stable doors unlocked so that Ysidro or one of the other workers here can sneak in and have their wicked way with you?

If that happened I would have to keep you here under lock and key to make sure you weren't pregnant and even if you were, you'd still be strutting around in this pen in those shoes - and believe me, you certainly wouldn't like to do that with your belly all big and swollen with one of the bastards.."