Dressage of a new slave

dave tongue-cleaning Myriam’s boots

Dear readers,

Last weekend, I had an experience I thought is worth telling you about.

My Friend Lady Myriam, had met a sub who had signified her that he’d love to become a slave to her. Since she saw some potential in him, she had decided to give it a try with him and offered him to be tested as a slave. Not a 24/7-slave (she does not have the room for a second slave), but a slave that could serve her now and then, whenever she felt like dominating him. So, she had invited him for an afternoon under Our heels.

Indeed, she was so kind to invite Me to assist her in the dressage of this novice slave. No need to say that I was excited about the idea and accepted greedily.

Unlike My original expectations, the guy was much younger and fatter than I expected. Not that this is the most important, but I had expected someone completely different. Although he was unexperienced, he admitted that he had been feeling submissive for all his life, but only recently dared to give in to his feelings (after his wife had died). First, We had him kiss and tongue-clean Our boots, including the soles after we had strolled the garden.

Then, he had to strip in front of Us while We inspected his body running our crops over his fat naked body, humiliating him. Of course, his manhood and nipples got extra attention and to My delight, I could get it big and hard with only the tip of My boot.

Another thing he had to do as a test, was offering his hands to be whipped with our crops. This is one of My main tests for a new slave. I consider useless a slave that does not offer his hands for this or withdraws his hands during the whipping. All decent slaves should be able to stand this since I never hit them full force during this test. I know that hitting hands full force can be very nasty and it is not the idea to damage a new slave from the first day. Nevertheless, I had the impression that Myriam was less merciful and hit much harder than I did. Afterall it was her candidate-slave…

After that, We had a pleasant activity for him in store: We rode him like a four-legged pony. I prefer a 2-legged pony, but dave obviously was not fit enough to carry Me or Myriam like that and it would for sure lead to heavy whipping and spurring and probably serious damage in case he’d fail performing to Our wishes. So I found it better not to order him things that would lead to punishment beyond his limits.

I know, I am too good for this world… hahahahaaaa…).

On top of that, his fat body was very pleasant to sit on: wider and softer, so more comfortable than  the slim bodies I have been riding before.

Anyway, we “trained” and used him as Our ponyslave and rode his back through the house for more than half an hour (until bleeding knees) letting him feel why riders wear spurs and a whip!

At the end of his “training” We had a few races between Me and My Friend Myriam, riding dave and slave dirk. It was clear that he was no match for the fully trained slave that Myriam’s slave dirk is, and as a result, dave’s body and thihs were well marked with Our spurs. Nevertheless, he managed to keep running on all fours for more than an extra thirty minutes with Me or Myriam on his back.

As a last test, he had to show Us that he’d drink Myriam’s piss and We both filled a glass when going to the toilet. Afterwards he had to drink both glasses to the bottom and tell Us how he liked it and which one of the glasses was Myriam’s urine. he guessed right and was rewarded with a kiss on the backside of Our jodhpurs. 

After that he was ordered to leave and kiss Our boots again as a goodbye, which he did exactly as if a full experienced slave.

As soon as he had left, We discussed him and Myriam decided to give him a second try later on.

Anyway, it was a rewarding and exciting afternoon at Myriam’s and I was grateful that she had shared the joy of breaking a new slave with Me.

Lady Contessa Pat