For some reason, the stable had a shower built into it. It was a simple room with no shower curtain. At least it had a door that hid her from view.

Nancy enjoyed the warm water raining down on her body. She rubbed down her wet skin and moaned. She also helped herself to some of the shampoo. It felt so good to be clean.

After almost 30 minutes, she turned off the water. She grabbed one of the towels to dry herself off.

"Why are these so small?" Once Nancy was dry, she wrappd two of the towels around her.

She looked at the remaining piece of candy sitting on the side. "Why not?" She unwrapped and ate it. She didn't know why, but she loved them.

Nancy walked through the doorway. "I"m done. Did you find something for me to wear?"

"You could say that." The man smiles as he grabbed her arms and pulled them behind her back. As she struggled, he clip[ed the loops of metal around her wrists.

It took Nancy a moment to process what was happening. "What the hell are you doing?" She started to kick her feet.

"Don't worry about it, honey." Another man walked up holding a few straps of leather held together with metal rings and another pair of cuffs. He grabbed her legs and slid them through the loops of leather before locking her ankles in the cuffs.

He slid them up her legs and pulled off the lower towel. With her crotch exposed, he pulled it up her body. Two of the straps went between her legs, one on either side of her womanhood.

Nancy struggled against the men as they removed second towel and pulled the straps over her breasts. The leather lifted up her breasts as he pulled them behind her back and buckled it in place.

"Stop that! What are you-mmmphhh!" The bearded man shoved a ball gag into her mouth. A leather strap was pulled around her head and held it in place.

Next came the tall collar. It was thicker and harder then any other she had seen before. Once it was locked around her neck, she found that she was unable to move her head. She was unable to turn her head without turning her body. She could only lift her head up a little and could barely lower it.

"Sorry about this, but I couldn't pass this up. You are just about the right size and age."

Nancy yelled behind the gag at the men.

They pulled her back into the stable. "You're lucky you ended up in my plane, if you think about it. If the air hadn't been turned on, you would have froze to death down there." They held Nancy in the middle of the room.

The large man grabbed a pair of leather and metal boots. "These look like they are your size. If not, then we could get you your own pair before long." He opened the cuff that held her left leg, lifting it up and sliding it into the boot. It was uncomfortable. The shape forced her to stand on balls of her feet. The metal hoof at the bottom clunked against the floor as he let her down. He took a short chain and clipped it to one of the D-rings that decorated the ankle. The other end was hooked to a ring on the floor.

Nancy fought against the man as he did the same to her right leg. Unfortunately, it was a fight she couldn't win. It seemed they made her an inch taller.

Next they combed her hair, pulling it back into a ponytail.

This was followed by removing the ball gag only to replace it with a metal bar and some kind of bridle which wrapped around her head.

"I thought it was odd when I had one too many boxes when we unloaded my things." The bearded man walked to the four boxes in front of Nancy, one of which was the one she had been trapped in and still stood open. "Let me show you what I have in the other three." He pulled out his key.