my Second Meeting with Master - by slave Aureus

Event 25/25^th May 2001

Our second meeting was fraught with problems, Master had business in the capital city and at its completion had to train it to Plymouth. The weekend was in 2 parts, the first part was our own event between 4 of us, the next day we would be joining another party of people for Pony Carting & a Hunt Ball event back at the Edge arranged by the “The other Pony Club” & “Deferre”. 

I then had to drive him “The Edge” the dungeon fixed up to play with another couple whom had come down from the north of the country. The drive across the counties to North Devon was uneventful, Master & I chatted. It was only when in the wilds of North Devon that I got us lost, though now that I am aware of this location I can only think I must have driven past the place at least once. 

Eventually we got there and met our friends whom had arrived earlier, we was all staying in a cottage close to the dungeon, initially we got to know one another, then me & Gem went and made drinks for our Masters and for a while we relaxed. 

After I had stripped & put my cuffs on we all went to the dungeon, Master cracked a bottle of bubbly, though I am not a drinker and like to be in full faculties when I am playing. I recall Master warming me up with what I think was a tawse or paddle like implement, as for when we get into bullwhipping one is an all body target so warming up needs to be similar in all body warming. 

A bit later I was facing the bed end when I recall a bullwhip lash end coming across my nipples which did sting. I knew we had really begun, Master had positioned me in a variety of positions on or over some of the fantastic equipment there. 

I remember one particular bullwhip lash impact on my back which stung so much whilst I was over partially over a horse type item & I felt sure had broken the skin, but had not. Later I was on my knees in a position holding onto Gem’s Masters shoe as though like a lifeline. Master continued with a variety of bullwhips & singletails. 

There was a point for an ideally suited break where Gem & I were loosely roped together & whipped by our Masters though because Gem was new to the world of S&M, Master was gentle with her. 

After a turn on the wheel we headed for bed because tomorrow was another day and was to start within about 5 hours time.

As always when Master is about I find it hard to sleep deeply and the daylight woke me, I recall going to make tea. It was not long till Gem was up also and we made breakfast for our Master’s, we had to be off at a certain time because of a long drive to the next event and soon we was off altogether in Gem’s Masters car. 

It was like a great adventure, though I was not sure of the pony carting, but always keen to try anything. We rendezvoused with the Deferre & ToPC organisers and some others then went a sort car ramble of following the one in front to an isolated location with a wooded area. 

We all walked to what must have been the centre of the woods, upon some instruction was not long before I had my order to strip, with some help from Sir Guy I was kited out in a harness and attached to a pony cart. For me it was hard to pull the cart & harder with Master in it, without my sight moving forwards or any which way added to the hardship for me, as I knew I was not doing well. Master whipped all the more, when I failed to move or went the wrong way, I felt the difficulty was like trying to reverse a caravan into a gateway with your eyes shut. 

Lunchtime came and that was good time for a rest. In the afternoon I had another go though basically I did not have the capability to be an effective pony, I was only reasonably good at one thing which was to be whipped. Whilst all the others were on some hide & seek trek, Master had me stand up against a tree where he bullwhipped me so hard it knocked me off the tree into a mass of young stinging nettles & usually they are the worst for stings though I hardly felt a thing. 

I was tired I think and Master allowed me to rest, we had all evening yet to come. The day drew to a close and we all headed back to “The Edge” dungeon whereupon we changed into our glad rags for the hunt ball party. 

To start with we seemed to mingle in the kitchen where all the food was, the owner popped in to tell off a someone whom had spilt wax all over the floor, the night before. As Master & I arrived late the day before we had not had the Dungeon prep talk, Master & I were unaware of rubber mats for this event. I forgot about that aspect of the night before & failed to check the floor for wax. 

Soon it was time & we all went into the dungeon once again, heard the dungeon prep talk, soon after Mistress Prim asked Master “ isn’t your slave over dressed.” Master looked at me and said “strip”. [Master does not need to shout or use loud words, as I will obey] I suspect it was easier for me to be the first to strip to get the ball rolling as I have been a slave for a long time.

I recalled that a few days before Master had expressed that he wanted to test me again & that I should take everything that came. Soon after stripping there was some sounds of awe from the gathering as to the state of my back, Master told me to get onto a ladder rack type thing. Master begun using smaller hand whips & crops etc: Mistress Prim was not too impressed that my bum had not been marked much. Master said he had left that for her to mark. She soon suggested that I might be more comfortable bent over an Y piece of furniture, which gave her a better target. 

Later Master decided to bullwhip again, as the others were down one end of the room this was ok, though I know Master did not want to catch anyone else, besides they might not like it like I do.

Master positioned me to the right side of the wheel; he positioned himself in the corner on my left. I was not secured to anything, which would have given me something to tug on, but I think Master likes me to submit to the bullwhip by just standing there. It was not long before the audience was amazed though some may have been in shock as bullwhipping is still new & requires practice by the administrator & the recipient. 

The evening was drawing late & the weekend for us to a close and was soon time for us to leave as Master had to fly to his home in France on a 5 am flight plan so we had to leave. 

Slave Aureus