My servants need strict guidance and as you know, I'm always firmly in control. This is literally especially true when I leave for a riding lesson through the fields. After I have put the reins on the horse, we trot across the meadows but finally the crock lames and collapses. And because the protection of animals does not work for slaves, I give the little madman a painful lesson with my riding crop. Additionally, my dirty Cavallo riding boots dance mercilessly on the naked slave's body and skin. Because I just love to enslave and torture such lower creatures as him (and you?).