Replace one type of discomfort with another.

“Hm...” you frown and tap your chin for a moment. “I do see your point. Back in a flash!” Which, of course you will be.

Rather than raiding another store, you realize you can get what you need right here in the mansion. You head back inside, straight upstairs to the master bedroom. You pause for a moment to heroically suppress the urge to throw out all of Evellyn’s wardrobe and focus on the task at hand.

As you remembered there are a couple comfy pillows with silk pillowcases on the bed, so you grab one and head back out to the stables. You have to untie and reposition Evellyn to get the pillow underneath her. As you’re doing so a mischievous thought pops into your head. You prop her up a bit on the pillows, adjusting her hips so she’s sitting more on her crotch than her butt. Reaching between her legs, you pull apart her labia then pull her down tightly onto the pillow, so that the silk of the pillowcase brushes up against her insides. Securing her legs tightly to the saddle harness again you shift back in to normal time.

“Wait where are you... oh. Okay... I guess that will work. Um... thanks.” It seems she hasn’t realized the import of her new position, but is at least pleased she now has a comfy seat.

You pat her thigh again. “No problem. Glad you’re on board now.”

She frowns and her anger flares up again for a moment. “I’m not on... never-mind let’s just get this over with. You piece of shit..”

“That’s the spirit!” You pat her thigh again then finish securing her horse’s lead to yours. Finally you mount up and head out of the stable.

As soon as her horse begins walking you hear the satisfying jangle of Evellyn’s bells. As you reach the front gate you spare a glance back at your companion and not with some satisfaction the look of blushing concentration on her face. Clearly she’s noticed the silk pillowcase rubbing against her with every step the horse takes, but is for now choosing to say nothing and try to ignore it.

The street is empty as you leave the mansion grounds but you hope to change that quickly. Raising your handbell you shake it enthusiastically as you set off.