"There, nice and deep under, aren't we little one?" Carrow chuckled as he cradled his thralls chin in his hoof, he didn't reply, by now he was too far gone, his faculties of thought and reasoning laid low and his mind lulled into that blissful mire of listening and doing. He stared up at his keeper, his face reading lack of thought but rapt attention. He was lost, but that's okay....he....would lead him....

A delightful joint commish once again with  Carrow
Once more by  Foxena Showing my new pony form. I know, not that far a deviation from my Anthro, but who gives a buck? if it aint broke....