After a nice ride and still dressed in riding gear, we walk home through our estate. Near the pond we find a tourist lying down, relaxing while whistling. We ask him what he is doing and tell him that he cannot be there. He says that without signs forbidding entry he is free to go anywhere. We decide to punish him and when he tries to get up we put him under our boots and start having fun with him. We step on him, jump on him, insult him and every time he tries to run away we keep him under our soles. He tastes our boots on his belly, balls and head. When he is exhausted and we are satisfied with the treatment we have inflicted on him, we abandon him on the grass and leave. Surely he will never come back!
