I wake up through a strange haze, not sure where I am. I dimly realise I seem to be tied to a bed, but can't muster the strength to struggle much. I must have been snatched during my daily ride - that's the last thing I remember! My riding boots are still on, and I'm still clad in my jodhpurs and blouse. But I'm spreadeagled on the bed and I can't find see how I'm going to escape. Then a man enters the room, and *how dare he*? He removes my boots, one by one, before tying my ankles again, pulling down my jodhpurs, and even pulling down my panties! Left with my clothes in disarray and my riding socks on but looking ridiculous without my boots, I struggle a little harder, as I come around properly and realise that I need to escape!