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Humiliation Training

JUST ANOTHER DUNCE-STER

What is humiliation?

Humiliation

What it is not, is the same as embarrassment; embarrassment is feeling awkward, self- conscious, or socially uncomfortable, and it’s usually a temporary feeling that soon passes and is usually forgotten by you and by others. If you want to be embarrassed, go to an embarrassment site where they will probably order you to go to Victoria Secrets, buy some pretty panties, and tell the shop assistant that the panties are for you. That’s embarrassment, but you don’t need a Humiliatrix to tell you that. Anyways, most of you, I know, will get a cheap thrill out of it and enjoy the experience, so it’s not really even embarrassment – but humiliation is much, much more.

While humiliation shares a lot of characteristics with embarrassment – being ashamed, the loss of face – the crucial feature is that it involves the loss of self-respect and dignity; the definition of humiliation describes an act of being disgraced or degraded by which there is injury to or loss of dignity and respect, or of being made humble, especially publicly. This last element is particularly important, because I love humiliating boys in public – it’s the best type!

So if you want to be humiliated, prepare yourself for being completely stripped of all self- respect and dignity. If you can last the full distance you will eventually become a nothing, an inanimate object for the use of Me and My friends, and you will truly experience the deep humiliation that comes from this state of existence. But only you will be conscious of it, because no-one else will care.

How does humiliation work?

The purpose of humiliation is to reinforce in your mind and in your behavior the fact that you are inferior. The process can take several different forms, but at its heart is a system of behavior-modification that is conducted at a series of levels; it is a gradual process, because at each level your new status needs to be learned and behavior patterns reinforced. At each level a piece of your dignity and self-respect will be stripped away; initially these will be small steps, but the effect will be cumulative.

At the first and most important level you will learn that you are inferior to Me (if you didn’t know that already); you will be my servant – my house-cleaner, my masseuse, my boot- cleaner – whatever I want you to be. You will learn to help Me prepare for the many studs that I entertain. you will learn to place My needs before all others. You will learn how to please me. Learn how to do things and perform acts which are useful to me. Things that you will never have even thought of doing. It’s all about sacrifice; sacrifice to Me. After a while these acts will become second nature to you.

When I am satisfied with the progress of your training, I will introduce you to My girlfriends. you will learn to serve them in the same way as you have learned to serve Me; to serve drinks, lunch, dinner, to massage their feet and to perform any acts of a more personal nature that they require of you. I will take you to play parties where you will be on show; you will be naked except for a collar and a leash, and you will be paraded around, whipped if you do not respond correctly or quickly enough to My commands. At the end of this training period you will have learned that you are inferior to all women.

Then you will submit to your fellow men; I will bring home some studs, who will be for my enjoyment, but these men have a wide range of tastes and needs, and you will learn how to satisfy those needs, including, if they tell you, to suck their cocks and let them fuck you in the ass. These men are all studs, and they have gigantic cocks; you will see how inadequate you are, how you are not even a real man with such a small dick like yours, and you will suck their cocks in preparation and then watch while they fuck Me, something that you will never be allowed to do. And after I have been fucked, you will be the cucky- clean-up-boy, sucking out the cream pie from My cunt. How humiliating is that? To have to lick-out the cum of another man? After all that, how could you ever think of yourself on a par with other men?

But the process is not over yet. you are not even worthy to be ranked above animals. you will spend time living like, and with, animals. The first stage is to make you My pony boy – I always wanted a pony as a little girl, but the backyard wasn’t large enough – and I will lead you around the dressage ring, whipping you if you do not execute the exercises according to the standard. you will wear a latex horse’s head with a large feather on the top, leather hooves, with a bridle and reigns. By now you will be forbidden to speak like a human – any transgression will be severely punished – but you will be permitted to make animal sounds.

The second stage is to make you live like a dog; there is an area outside in the backyard where you will live and sleep. you will wear a dog mask so I can’t see your human features, and you will not be allowed inside the house. Every day, I will take you out for a walk with you on all-fours, padding behind Me. On the way back I’ll let you spend a while in the dog exercise area of the local park, with all the other dogs. you will run around, sniffing the grass and the trees. If dogs come to you and sniff at you, you must do the same to them.

At the third stage, I will move you into the pig pen; here there is a small area that is walled- in where you will live for as long as it takes. you will wear a latex pig mask and a curly pig butt-tail in your ass. There is a shelter where you’ll sleep. Each day I will throw into this latter area all of the food scraps that I have collected from the last day, and that will be your only source of food. Each day I will come by to see you, and when you see Me I expect you to roll around in the mud, and eat spoiled food scraps. That is how pigs behave, and that is how you will behave, because you have, by now become a pig.

Finally, even living as an animal will be too good for you; you will learn to live life as an inanimate object, where no-one will pay any attention to you. you will be an object for my use and amusement. you will be unheard. you will not make a noise of any kind. you will be an object. Any object that I want you to be. you will be my ashtray when I need somewhere to flick the ash from my cigarettes, or My lamp stand, standing in the corner wearing a lampshade on your head. At other times you will be on all-fours with a glass top on your back so that I can rest My glass or plate, and you had better not move as to spill anything!  your body will belong to Me – all your orifices will be used as receptacles for one use or another; you will be the blow-up doll – your mouth will be used to suck cock, and you’ll wear that wide-eyed, surprised expression that all blow-up dolls have. your ass will be the fleshlight, which will be used to fuck the cocks of My studs. And after I have been fucked by a real man, you will be the cunt clean-up cloth. you will become the lowest of the low.

But even the lowest-of-the-low has hope – ex humili loco ad dignitatem perducere: from a lowly position dignity will be found. In other words, give me your ass and surrender to me, and you will find your reward.

So be careful of what you wish for – if you want humiliation, then humiliation is what you’ll get, and, I guarantee, I will humiliate you.

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DOG BOY TRAINING

WOOF WOOF WOOF!!

Mistress Cassandra,

Please find detailed below a summary of the 1st section of our call last night as you requested.

As I was denied last night, together with having to think of and compose this report. That has left me very frustrated indeed.

You had decided that my training should now lean more towards the humiliation aspect of your control.

Therefore  the theme of the training session, required the fantasy of me being your puppy dog.

I was to be dressed in a rubber puppy outfit covering all over my body, that I should also be wearing pink slippers and gloves to add to the humiliation. I should also be caged in my Bon4 to ensure the puppy did not try to hump Mistress’s leg.

Mistress had some of her friends round for a social evening and was keen to show her friends her new puppy and how well trained puppy was. The Puppy knew this was an important evening for Mistress and that puppy should show complete obedience and not let down his owner.

Mistress brought out puppy on his lead in front of her Mistress friends, he was to stay close to Mistress’s right leg, his nose should never be front of her leg and at no stage should the puppy come into contact with Mistress’s legs unless given permission.

As Mistress walked puppy around the room the her friends laughed and applauded at the sight of puppy walking around the room. Puppy of of course, looked up adorably at Mistress Cassandra, panting to show his pleasure and looking for her approval.

“Good boy, good puppy dog” smiled Mistress Cassandra as she patted on the head, ruffling the fur on his head.

Mistress sat down, took a sip of her wine and slowly crossed her legs, puppy lay down on the floor at Mistress feet with his paws facing forward and his nose on his paws. The friends laughed and giggled as they too gave puppy a pat and stroke themselves.

The puppy felt pride at being Mistress’s puppy dog but humiliated at all of her friends laughing at him.

“Up puppy” Snapped Mistress ” We are going to play a game to show my friends how well, as a puppy you have bonded with your owner”

“Well puppy what do you think of that”

“Woff” puppy barked, one woof for yes, two for no.

” One woof for yes” Mistress asked “So you you think you are bonded and don’t want to play?”

“Woff Woff”

“No” Mistress laughed ” So you don’t want to play”

“Woff” The room all laughed “Now t you do want to play, what a funny puppy you are”

“So the game will be, there will 3 of your toys, the ball, the plastic bone and the pulling toy, on the floor across the floor. When I say go puppy you will go and fetch the toy I am thinking of, that will show you have bonded with your owner and you are well trained”

“I will be fair and so will write the toy I have selected on this piece of paper and hand it to one of my friends”

“Come on! puppy lets see some puppy excitement”

He hopped form paw to paw “woof woof woof woof” panting very quickly.

“Ready puppy, ready puppy come on I want to see you excited, do you want to please your Mistress, bark bark! you bad dog, I don’t think you want to play, come on show me” Mistress snapped.

“Woof woof woof, whine whine” As puppy spun round and round in circles trying to show his pleasure.

The friends roared with laughter ” Make him play” they all laughed.

“Fetch, fetch!!! fetch the toy I am thinking off” laughed Mistress Cassandra. ” Make sure you get the correct one puppy dog”

Puppy scampers across the floor, sniffing each toy “woof woof woof” to show his excitement. he goes from one toy to the other backwards and forwards.

“Come on come puppy your owner is waiting, quickly you bad dog, quickly”

With that puppy picked the ball, run back to Mistress and dropped it on the floor.

“Well puppy, if you were pleased you would be wagging your tail, wag your arse, wag it you bad dog” Scolded Mistress

Puppy barked and barked shook his arse and spun round in circles!

The friends were besides themselves, “You have him so well trained Ms Cassandra, what a wonderful toy to play with”

“Well we will see how well he is trained he is, lets look at the note I wrote and check if he has picked the correct toy”

“Oh dear, bad bad dog, you have let your owner down and embarrassed my in front of my friends, bad very bad” Snapped Ms Cassandra.

“You bad dog, I think because you have not been neutered you were thinking of lady dogs, instead of pleasing your owner, you have been a selfish dog and need to be punished” Mistress lectured the dog.

Ms Cassandra very slowly walked to the front of the puppy and unclipped his lead, clicked her fingers and point to the floor.

The puppy woofed, and put his nose on the floor, she walked to the back of him “still!!! stay still you bad dog”

“As I believe it was your dog balls that took your dog mind of the training task, I am going to punish your dog balls to teach you a lesson” She lectured.

With that she took the handle end of the lead and spanked the dog balls ten times “Whimper whimper you bad dog”

All her friends applauded with their approval well done Cassandra! Make him do it again they pleaded.

“Do you want another go puppy?” Mistress laughed and asked.

“Woof” the puppy sulky barked. “Good boy well done!”

She through the ball back on the floor, “go boy, go fetch, fetch me a toy” she giggled.

“Woof woof woof” he barked as he run to the toys, again he smelt the toys one after the other.

“Wag your tail you bad dog, please your owner” she scolded as she whipped him with his lead.

The puppy whimpered ad picked up the bone in his mouth, brought back to Mistress and drooped it on the floor.

The puppy looked up with his big eyes and waged his arse.

“Well done puppy dog,  good boy you have picked the correct toy” Mistress said beaming with pride.

All her friends all applauded again and patted him on the head, while they all laughed at him.

“You deserve a treat dog, keeping your cage on you can hump Mistress’s warm shoes, as they will have her scent on them”

The puppy ran round in circles woofing as Mistress removed her shoes.

She held them to his nose, “Sniff sniff get your Mistress’s scent, come on sniff dog”

Then she put the shoes on the floor “Go boy go”

Quickly he lowered him self onto them and started humping, he could only feel a little through his cage but it still felt good.

“Woof woof woof” he barked excitedly. All the girls roared with laughter as they chanted “hump hump hump you naughty dog”

“Stop stop” Mistress said “That is enough now you have had your treat, in the corner curl up and just watch your owner”

With that Mistress went back to the girls to drink her wine and discuss the day.

As puppy lay in the corner he thought “My God how horny and humiliated  he felt but what a lucky lucky dog I am”

End

Your obedient slave,

Alex

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HUMAN LAMPSHADE OBJECTIFICATION

The 2nd section of my humiliation training was for me to perform as a light shade, whilst you entertained your friends.

The lamp shade was to perform as a Victorian type shade, which had small round base with a tall straight upright pole connecting to a large frilly lamp shade.

Once the lamp shade was in position it would not be able to see outward, as the large shade would cover the head. The lamp would only be able to hear and smell. As the lamp would be naked apart from cuffs on the wrists and ankles to hold it in place on the pole, this would ensure the lamp felt as one and truly became the lamp, the humiliation would be complete.

Now as the lamp was an electrical unit it seemed fitting that the lamp should be fitted with a remote Electrical device around the cock and balls, it felt the thin rubber loops go on the cock and balls, but had no idea what the effect might be.

This could be controlled by a control panel with two knobs, one to decide the mode the choice being, intense, wave, thump or could be voiced activated.

Which meant that if Mistress raised her normal quite controlling voice, to a more raised level “Stand still bad lamp!!” a shock would then be administered.

Within her group of subs Mistress had an electrical engineer who had designed a control device that attached to the human lamp shade and if movement was detected this again pulsed an electrical shock and dimmed the lamp at the same time.

Next there was the sound of a light hand bell ringing. “Yes Mistress how may I serve you?” There was another sub in the room, who was it, and what were they doing?

Mistress Cassandra spoke quietly “Slave your job tonight is to be lampshade monitor, hold this remote button if at any stage you see the lamp move, you press it, do you understand! slave”

“Yes Mistress”

“Press it now slave press it now”

The shock felt as if it went through the whole of the lamp shade, its legs buckled, it knew it must keep still, God it felt as if the balls had been put in a vice.

Mistress Cassandra went on to explain “Slave you miss just one small movement of the lamp, you will not be whipped or caned. It will much worse than that, you will not be permitted to serve me for 2 months, there will no contact and you will go insane without contact from me, understand?

Mistress of course knew that subs could be very vindictive to each other, especially when one sub thought the other sub might be performing well and gain favour form Mistress, she knew he would make the lamp suffer.

The lamp was now controlled by Mistress’s voice, a motion sensor and from the eyes of a jealous sub.

The lamp could hear the doorbell ring, could hear the Mistress footsteps past the lamp towards the door. It could only see her foot wear, the shiny ankle boots and that could see the stockings above the boots, she must be wearing a dress or perhaps just a corset!

The lamp heard voices and giggling as Mistress’s friends came in, walking past he could see, high heel shoes, boots, rubber leggings, long skirts, oh how many were there, what were they going to do?

The smell of perfume, rubber leather he was getting excited and showing the signs. Suddenly there was a stronger small of perfume and the view of open toe sandals he could see just the ends of the toes.

“Well what do we have here Cassandra, nice furniture” With only being able to see downwards, the lamp saw the top of a frilly corset with ample breasts, oh the lamp could see her and smell her, it got harder as the cool hands brushed up and down “Nice quality feel to it Cassandra” Her friend laughed.

The lamp groaned, zap zap!! It felt, as if the balls had been kicked, the knees wobbled a bit.

“Your lamp is faulty” laughed someone “it has a bit of a wobble on”

Zap zap!! God that hurt! The lamp regained composure.

As her friends chatted about past parties, good subs, subs who had let them down, most effective punishments and best equipment. The lamp became more excited again, this time it tried to stay very very still.

“The lamp seems to have fixed itself” a friend laughed. “But the pole has grown, I know it is a brolly stand as well!!”

The lamp felt gloved hands on it, they were gentle and stroked, then the weight of the brolly on his member.

“If that falls off I will truly electrocute you lamp” Whispered Mistress Cassandra” Truly I will”

To stay excited the lamp tried to count how many friends there were, work out what they were wearing, think of what they might do to him, how wonderful they might look, he just got harder and harder.

But all that thinking, zap zap!! again!! the brolly nearly went, it was only the humiliation of his predicament that kept him erect.

By now his legs, back and arms ached but he must not let her down. Now the voices were saying goodbye and kissing, he felt the draft as they walked by at last the gloved hand lifted the brolly, and gently griped the balls.

The room was quite now, he could hear Mistress Cassandra walk around “Hand back the remote slave, well done you are dismissed”

The door opened and then shut as the other sub left.

Now there was silence, then slow very slow click of the heels, he could hear her laugh under her breath.

What would happen next………?

Waiting and hoping for your control,

Alex

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ASHTRAY UTILITY BOY

As instructed the boy waited just inside the living room with his hands by his side and his back to the wall. He had been instructed to wait in that position whilst Ms Cassandra went out for the evening. To ensure he had stayed still during the evening, there had been talc powder sprinkled on his feet. This meant if he had moved, Mistress would be able to see from the powder.

He heard the front door open, Mistress was talking and laughing on the phone. As she came into the room his eyes caught her eyes, Oh he thought, she has been drinking and looks very playful. This playful side of Mistress, often resulted in suffering for the boy!

She sat down on the sofa, kicked off her shoes and relaxed, as she did her skirt rose up her thighs, she just knew the boy would be looking at her legs and she smiled inwardly to herself.

She clicked her fingers “Here boy, now!”

“Yes Mistress, how might I serve you?”

“On your knees and massage my feet, whilst I think of how I want to play with you tonight” She giggled.

The boy dropped to his knees and gently with his thumbs rubbing in small circles started to massage the soles of Mistress’s feet. Mistress breathed out with a small sigh “Very good boy” she commented.

Knowing he was pleasing her, started to excite the boy, Mistress looked over “My god you pervert you have an erection, you are supposed to be pleasing and thinking of me. All you are thinking of is your own selfish needs and your cock! Stop stop this moment”

“Kneel up hands on head and wait” Mistress snapped.

She stood up walked to the draw and removed a dildo utility gag and the ash tray attachment. She walked back to the boy, roughly pulled his head back inserted the gag, tighten the straps and attached the ash tray.

“As you have been so selfish when I gave you the job of massaging my feet. Which is a higher position job for you, you will have to now be demoted to a lower position role” Mistress lectured.

She went on to explain “Now for the rest of the evening you will be my ash tray boy, bring me a cigarette and light it for me”

The ash tray boy was now worried, Ms Cassandra had been out drinking, in a playful mood and now he had made her angry. This was not a good recipe for his own comfort!

He handed her the cigarette and light the lighter, she waited for a moment inhaled slowly and waved her hand at  ash tray boy to dismiss him.

Slowly and with a strong action Mistress blew the smoke into his face “Let yourself down boy haven’t you, got an erection and now you have been demoted to an ash tray boy” Mistress scolded him.

Mistress looked at him, feeling sorry for himself, now she felt a little spiteful. Again she inhaled slowly and slowly exhaled into his face. As she flicked the ash from her cigarette in the ash tray gag, she purposely placed the cigarette very close to his nose, he moved his head a little.

“Still, still, stay still boy. Do not let me down again or the next demotion will be out the door!” Mistress snapped.

She now extinguished her cigarette and told the boy to move back whilst she watched TV. After several more glasses of wine and more cigarettes she was becoming tired, she stood up walked over to her draw and removed the ridding crop.

Mistress then walked back to the sofa and sat down, she then light another cigarette. Mistress then leaned forward very close to the ash tray boys face and again blew smoke very very slowly over his face.

She laughed as she slowly moved the cigarette down the boys chest, she just stared into his eyes, she wanted to see fear.

Slowly she moved the cigarette around his nipple in small circles, the boy moved back a little ” Stay still boy, if I want to burn you you will accept it do you hear?”

“Yes Mistress, yes” The boy quickly replied.

She flicked some hot ash onto his nipples and laughed, she walked behind him pinching his nipples as she went. Slowly she removed the gag and smiled “What to do with you now boy?”

“Erm, open your mouth and tongue out boy” Slowly she moved the cigarette close over his tongue, she laughed as she flicked the ash on his tongue. “Swallow boy” Mistress instructed.

Misress then stood up and held the crop, she then stroked it up and down the body of the boy and smiled.

Unexpectedly Mistress then said “Stroke you cock boy, stroke for Mistress” He could not believe his luck, this could be a good day.

Once he was very excited and close to cumming, she instructed him to stop and put his hands on his head.

“Now I have had a lovely evening out with my friends and although you let me down, I have enjoyed having a ash tray boy. Therefore I am going to give you a chance of cumming, how does that sound?”

“Ohhh please pleeeease Mistress anything, anything for a chance” Pleaded the ash tray boy.

Mistress Cassandra picked up her crop and smiled. She took a long drag of the cigarette and exhaled.

“All you have to do is catch the smoke as I exhale in your mouth and hold it there for 10 seconds, easy I think boy!”

“Yes Mistress yes Mistress please let me have a go please” Begged the boy.

“Very well, but there must be a forfeit if you fail me, no orgasm for one more week, do you agree boy?”

“Yes Mistress”

“Very well boy, it is a deal!”

She stood in front of him and slowly inhaled, then lent forward very close to his face. He opened his mouth, he had never been so close to his Mistress before but he must concentrate on the task.

Mistress slowly exhaled straight into the boys mouth, she smiled as he closed his mouth.

Mistress counted
“10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3,”

At the count of 3 just out of sight “wack” she slapped his balls with the crop, he gasped and all the smoke came out!

Mistress  burst into laughter “You lost boy, you lost, there, there, a week is not so long I am sure you will cope”

Oh, she then added “You made my evening thank you ash tray boy”

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OINK OINK..OUCH OUCH

PIGGY TRAINING

He knelt there facing the wall, naked except for the piggy mask which covered his face and nose but left his mouth free. The mask had a large snout on it which stuck out a little and made him make piggy noises, as he tried to breathe.
Ms Cassandra walked in wearing her ridding boots and rubber jodhpurs and tight top, the piggy looked up. “Snout on the floor piggy, Piggy’s keep their  snouts on the floor looking for food” Ordered Mistress.
With that she slapped the piggy with crop as she chased it around the room with her crop “Squea,l squeal for me piggy, squeal” Mistress laughed.
“Oink oink oink” went piggy as it scampered around the room. “Piggy keep you snout on the floor” Mistress shouted as she cropped piggy.
Now mistress said “we are going to play a piggy game and I want maximum effort, do you understand piggy?”
“Oink oink!”
“Good” replied Mistress “Now I have four bowls and on the underside the bowls are numbered, in each bowl there is a piggy treat. With have in the bowls”
1 flour and gravy
2 jam and baked beans
3 cold boiled sprouts
4 rice pudding and curry powder.
Mistress went on to explain “I will put the bowls down on the floor in number order 1to 4, then like a card player you can watch me mix them up”
“I will call out a number and piggy will scamper to the correct bowl, if piggy is correct then piggy gets to eat the treat”
“However if piggy is wrong, piggy has to scamper around the room, oinking whilst I crop the piggy”
So mistress laid down the bowls in order, then with great theatre mixed then up.
“Ready piggy?”
“Well piggy are you ready?”
“Oink oink”
“That is better piggy” Mistress laughed.
“So first number is 2, go piggy go!”
Piggy kept oinking as he went to a bowl and put his snout in.
“No wrong piggy” Scolded Mistress “Around the room you go” As she cropped his arse as he went.
Oink, crop, oink, crop, oink “Faster piggy faster piggy” Mistress shouted.
“Stop stop, next go piggy” Instructed Mistress.
With out a pause Mistress shouted “3, go for 3 piggy”
Off piggy scampered to the bowl with boiled sprouts “Eat them you greedy pig eat them”
He put his masked snout in and started to eat them, they were cold, stale and they stunk. He was nearly sick when tried to eat them.
He tried to move his head back, but Mistress put her boot on the back of his head and pushed him down.
“Eat your treat piggy, eat it for your mistress”
He tried again, but it was disgusting, he wretched.
Mistress shouted “Eat, eat it, eat it now, I am going to crop your piggy balls”  Slap slap slap.
Piggy groaned, but started to eat as fast as he could, it was so difficult to eat, but last he was all gone.
“Well” laughed Mistress Cassandra “Chase the empty bowl around the room like a pig would”
“Oink oink” as to put his snout in and pushed the bowl around the room.
“Here piggy” He came over and look up with his snout to Mistress.
“My God after the sprouts, you smell like a piggy, you had better sleep here in the out house tonight and I will decided what you are to be tomorrow.
“Oink oink” whimpered piggy

He knelt there facing the wall, naked except for the piggy mask which covered his face and nose but left his mouth free. The mask had a large snout on it which stuck out a little and made him make piggy noises, as he tried to breathe.
Ms Cassandra walked in wearing her ridding boots and rubber jodhpurs and tight top, the piggy looked up. “Snout on the floor piggy, Piggy’s keep their  snouts on the floor looking for food” Ordered Mistress.
With that she slapped the piggy with crop as she chased it around the room with her crop “Squea,l squeal for me piggy, squeal” Mistress laughed.
“Oink oink oink” went piggy as it scampered around the room. “Piggy keep you snout on the floor” Mistress shouted as she cropped piggy.
Now mistress said “we are going to play a piggy game and I want maximum effort, do you understand piggy?”
“Oink oink!”
“Good” replied Mistress “Now I have four bowls and on the underside the bowls are numbered, in each bowl there is a piggy treat. With have in the bowls”1 flour and gravy2 jam and baked beans3 cold boiled sprouts4 rice pudding and curry powder.
Mistress went on to explain “I will put the bowls down on the floor in number order 1to 4, then like a card player you can watch me mix them up”
“I will call out a number and piggy will scamper to the correct bowl, if piggy is correct then piggy gets to eat the treat”
“However if piggy is wrong, piggy has to scamper around the room, oinking whilst I crop the piggy”  So mistress laid down the bowls in order, then with great theatre mixed then up.
“Ready piggy?”
“Well piggy are you ready?”
“Oink oink”
“That is better piggy” Mistress laughed.
“So first number is 2, go piggy go!”
Piggy kept oinking as he went to a bowl and put his snout in.
“No wrong piggy” Scolded Mistress “Around the room you go” As she cropped his arse as he went.
Oink, crop, oink, crop, oink “Faster piggy faster piggy” Mistress shouted.
“Stop stop, next go piggy” Instructed Mistress.
With out a pause Mistress shouted “3, go for 3 piggy”
Off piggy scampered to the bowl with boiled sprouts “Eat them you greedy pig eat them”
He put his masked snout in and started to eat them, they were cold, stale and they stunk. He was nearly sick when tried to eat them.
He tried to move his head back, but Mistress put her boot on the back of his head and pushed him down.
“Eat your treat piggy, eat it for your mistress”
He tried again, but it was disgusting, he wretched.
Mistress shouted “Eat, eat it, eat it now, I am going to crop your piggy balls”  Slap slap slap.
Piggy groaned, but started to eat as fast as he could, it was so difficult to eat, but last he was all gone.
“Well” laughed Mistress Cassandra “Chase the empty bowl around the room like a pig would”
“Oink oink” as to put his snout in and pushed the bowl around the room.
“Here piggy” He came over and look up with his snout to Mistress.
“My God after the sprouts, you smell like a piggy, you had better sleep here in the out house tonight and I will decided what you are to be tomorrow.
“Oink oink” whimpered piggy

 

PONY BOY TRAINING

As the pony waited in the stable, it knew it would not be too long for the pony mistress to arrive. The pony paced in the stable listening as hard as it could. As it could only see just outside the stable but not to the main door.

 

After some time the pony heard the main door slide open, it’s heart started to beat faster, now the time had come for the pony training and performance testing.

 

The pony knew that Mistress liked a frisky excitable horse, so pony started canter around the small stable, naying and giving back leg horse kicks to the wooden doors, to show the excitement.

 

The latch on the individual stable door clicked open and the ridding Mistress walked in and just stood there hands on hips, legs about two feet apart and with the bridle equipment over her shoulder.

 

The pony gave more and more nays, raised it’s self onto its back legs and galloped around the stable.

 

“Down boy down, calm down boy” Mistress instructed.

 

As the pony was being trained as a two legged upright pony, it came over to Mistress naying and moving it’s head up and down.

 

Mistress put out her hand with some sugar lumps on and pony quickly put its nose into Mistress hand.

 

As Mistress stroked the pony she quickly slide on the simple head harness. This was a triangle section of leather that sat on top of the pony nose and then split into two sections around the checks and under the chin. The whole harness then fastened at the back of the pony head.

 

The harness had various D rings to either have more equipment fitted or to allow the pony to be lead by the head as Mistress pleased.

 

Mistress pulled the pony head down and lead it through the small stable door out to the main walk way through the stable.

 

The main walk way was concrete and the pony was fitted with special boots. These boots had metal pony shoes on the bottom, which meant that when the pony walked you got the sound of a pony walking with its hoofs.

 

However it get the sound correct the pony would have to walk in a certain way. The pony would have to take two short quick steps and then two longer slower steps, it would also have to lift its knees to get the sound of the hoofs.

 

The pony had learnt the hard way from Mistress whip, that she liked to hear the pony walking this way always.

 

As she walked the pony up and down the walk way the pony would nay and lift its head. Mistress would pull down hard on the harness to keep the pony’s head down as it click and clopped its way around.

 

Mistress walked the pony back up the middle of the stables to a large table. Stood beside the stable was another slave who had an array of equipment laid on the table.

 

As she walked ahead of the pony, it could see her in all of her glory dressed as a pony Mistress.

 

She wore tight white jodhpurs with black ridding boots together with spurs fitted. She had a tight high necked with blouse on and a black short jacket. “Oh my” pony thought she looked divine. Pony wished it was a room servant sometimes, where it would be able to spend more time serving her and being close to her.

 

From the table Mistress pointed to the large saddle and the other naked slave picked up the saddle and walked over to the pony. The saddle sat on the pony’s shoulders with the sterips running down the pony sides to about the level of it’s hips.

 

Mistress clicked her fingers and the slave moved away to stand to attention beside the table. She then walked to the pony and started to buckle and tighten the straps of the saddle, with each strap she pulled hard on the strap to ensure it was correctly fitted.

 

The slave then handed Mistress a triangle section of leather with a number of straps and two holes in the main section. She then attached it to the pony’s waist and pulled it under the pony’s legs.

 

She again clicked her fingers towards the slave and he came forward with a bottle of lubricant. Mistress pulled down on the pony head harness and the pony went down onto it’s front legs, leaving it’s back legs up.

 

The pony hated the next bit, as the male slave took some lubricant and oiled the pony’s balls and rectum as if the slave was a vet and treating an animal. The pony shuddered a little as the slave touched it’s parts and tried to back away.

 

Mistress pulled hard on the head harness “Steady boy Steady”

 

The pony let out a gentle “Nay nay” The pony knew the male slave was enjoying making the pony fell so uncomfortable.

 

Now Mistress took the leather section and pulled the pony balls through, then tighten the straps ensuring the other hole aliened with the pony rectum. Then through the other hole, a butt plug with a horse tail attached, was then slid into place.

 

Now the pony felt exposed with it’s balls forced out and on display, it knew Mistress liked to use the pony balls as a training aid.

 

The pony was then finished off with a bloom of feathers in it’s head harness and pony type mittens fitted  on the front legs.

 

Mistress then lifted up on the harness and pony got up on two feet and cantered on the spot. Mistress laughed

 

“Keen for training then pony, well lets put you through the paces then!”

 

“Steady boy” she said as she ruffled pony’s mane. She then walked around pony looking to ensure all of the equipment was fitted correctly and in order.

 

As she walked to the other side of the saddle she stopped, looked and turned towards the naked slave. Very slowly she walked towards the slave, took his ear between her fingers and aggressively pulled him by the ear towards the saddle.

 

“What is this” She said as she pointed towards a small mark on the saddle. She grabbed the cuffs on his wrists and hooked them over a hook in the wooden beam.

 

She then took her crop and slowly and in rhythm  started to thrash the slave with crop.

 

“Look at that mark! I make myself look stunning, I groom my pony to look good and you! you! lazy slave think it is OK to leave marks on the saddle” Mistress shouted. “You can remain there until I have finished my training”

 

Mistress now took the head bridle and lead the pony out of the stables into the training paddock. This was a larger fenced circular area lightly covered in sand. As pony walked it made sure it lifted its legs and trotted as it knew Mistress liked.

 

Pony was lead to the middle of the padlock where Mistress instructed “Stand still, steady now pony”

 

Mistress walked around the paddock, pony nayed as it watched her walking in her jodhpurs holding the long dressage whip, flicking it in the air, oh my… it thought she looked so good, pony would submit to any thing just to please her.

 

Mistress came back and attached a long rein to the harness, slowly she walked back keeping the rein under tension.

 

“Trot trot pony” She instructed ” one, two, three, four, and one two three four” she said.

 

With each rhythmic number called out by Mistress, the dressage whip flicked through the air on to pony’s rump.

 

“Lift the hooves, lift”

 

Harder the whip came down, the pony could hear it coming through the air and knew the stinging feeling was soon about to follow.

 

Mistress had in the past trained the pony to know the dressage terms, now was the time to see if it had remembered them.

 

“Capriole now” Mistress shouted.

 

This was very hard for a human pony  as it had to arch back as to kick out it’s front legs and then kick out it’s rear legs.

 

“Courbette” She instructed.

 

The pony was told as the whip came down again, now the pony had to bend down on it’s back legs and hold it’s front legs out whilst it jumped two legged on it’s back legs. With each rhythmic jump the dressage whip whistled through the air on to it’s rump.

 

These planed and rehearsed moves really tested the pony’s memory and leg muscles but it knew it could not let his Mistress down.

 

Mistress felt very pleased with the pony as it was performing well, and she noticed a small group of Mistress looking on with approval. “Good pony good boy” She said as she ruffled it’s mane.

 

She now removed the long training lead and attached the ridding bridle and pulled it tight. The pony felt the metal section pull back into it’s mouth and the pony shook it’s head up and down.

 

The pony knew what was going to come next, this excited the pony but also worried it a little, as this would be a test of pony skill and strength.

 

Mistress lead the pony to a set of wooden steps, where she climbed onto, picking up her short ridding crop. She held the head rein tightly and put one boot into the stirrup. She then balanced her weight and swung the other boot in.

 

Pony steadied it’s self as her weight came onto his shoulders. Mistress now sat in the saddle which sat on the pony’s shoulders, which attached via straps under pony chest and waist.

 

She tightened the reins  and gave a quick short jab with her spurs into the pony’s rump “Walk on pony” she instructed.

 

With that pony straighten and stiffen as it start to slowly walk on. Mistress really enjoyed this feeling the pony under her knowing with the crop, the spurs and the bridle she could control the pony.

 

She rode the pony out of the training paddock into the lane beside it, once on the lane “Hoofs hoofs pony” she instructed with a crack form the ridding crop, she loved the clip clop sound the pony hoof boots made.

 

With great style she rode the pony passed the other Mistress’s and just touched the front of her ridding hat with the crop “Morning ladies”

 

“Canter boy canter” As the spurs dug in again, the pony went faster. This was much harder for the pony as it’s breathing became more laboured, she liked to see the pony struggle.

 

The pony not only had to go faster but also keep balanced, there could be nothing worse than allowing a Mistress to have a fall from a pony.

 

This would result in a severe flogging for the pony and could result in the pony being put of to grass or even being virtually destroyed, which would mean it would not be used as a pony any more.

 

After Mistress had ridden the pony for some time, some walking, cantering and some dressage work she decided she was tired. She rode pony back to the wooden steps and dismounted.

 

She was pleased with pony and she ruffled it’s mane but as a special treat she gently squeezed the pony balls and rubbed them a little. Pony nayed and trotted  on the spot in appreciation of Mistress kindness.

 

After a short period Mistress clicked her fingers and a slave ran towards her to lead the pony back to the stables.

Pony knew that Mistress was due to arrive at any time and paced around the stable listening for the latch on the stable door.

 

At last he heard the latch, the stable door opened and she was stood there. Boots, jodhpurs, tight white blouse, red neck scarf, black gloves and of course the ridding crop. With her hair tied tightly back she looked stunning, however she slowly  smiled and said “Well pony boy, jumping today, jumping”

 

Pony’s heart sunk a little, it knew how hard on the legs jumping was and how cross Mistress got when the jumping did not go well.

 

Suddenly she cropped pony hard ” Look lively pony or I will trade you in” She slapped with the crop again ” I want a lively pony and I will have one” Snapped Mistress.

 

With that pony bucked and kicked his legs and nayed loudly, kicking the back of the stable. She grabbed his head rein by the side and pulled pony towards the door, pony followed kicking and naying as he went.

 

Pony was led to the equipment table where the naked stable slave was again waiting. The saddle to be fitted this time was a much more basic saddle, with no flowers or feathers. Pony now knew this was going to be a hard session.

 

Once the stable slave had placed the saddle on the pony shoulders, Mistress then roughly tighten the straps and tugged hard on the saddle to ensure there was no movement.

 

She stood back picked up her crop, “Trot on the spot pony” With her crop she counted out one , two, three , four, one, two, three , four. The pony hind end was stinging with the slaps, “Higher, lift higher, you donkey, higher” Mistress shouted.

 

After a period of time she instructed the pony to stop and steady down. She now climbed up the wooden steps and stepped into the saddle and settled herself down. Mistress then shifted her weight a little and dug her spurs in and cropped the pony, the pony started of at a steady pace as it trotted out of the stables.

 

Mistress dug her spurs in again, “Giddy, giddy up pony” as she rode it into the training paddock with the jumps.

 

The paddock was a circular shape with the jumps inside, some bar types and some small wall types and in the far corner some new jumps that pony had not seen.

 

She pulled on the reins and rode pony towards the first bar jump which was only 12 inches from the floor but to get over, keep balance and not stumble was very difficult.

 

But pony had practised before and managed it ” Good boy, good pony” Mistress said as she pulled the reins in.

 

She now rode the pony over a series of jumps turning tightly left and right after each jump, pony was getting tired but felt pleased with it’s performance.

 

Mistress now pulled pony up and asked ” Ready for the hedge jump pony?”

 

Pony had no idea what the hedge jump was but nayed and kicked anyway.

 

She rode pony to the other end of the paddock to the new jumps, she steered pony close to the hedge jump to let it look, as you would with any horse.

 

What pony saw was a hedge of about 3 foot high, of stinging nettles!!

 

Mistress laughed “Now we will see how high pony can jump!”

 

She pulled hard on the reins to turn pony round, dug very hard with spurs and rode the pony at the nettles.

 

Pony tried to get high but of course all the nettles stung him, Mistress laughed “Again again”

 

Mistress rode pony through 10 times and on the last time at the fence she pulled back the reins and shouted “Steady boy halt”

 

Pony now was stood in the middle of the nettles with Mistress digging her spurs, cropping pony and pulling on the reins to keep it still, the pain for pony was unbelievable.

 

Mistress eventually rode the pony to the edge of the padlock where one of her girl slaves were waiting.

 

Mistress clicked her fingers “Take pony back, wash it down and cream it’s underside as pony has performed very well”

 

“Well done pony you have pleased your Mistress”