Chapter Fourteen
Day One Of My New Life Had Started
The door opened, I lay on my bed looking up, the same man was back and carrying a tray filled with fruit. He put it on the floor and just looked at me, then he shook his head and with a switch that had been hanging from his bed he lashed my thighs.
“Lesson one, ponies do not lounge about when their master arrives, they fall to the floor kneeling,” he said as the leather cut the air setting fire to my flesh as it contacted. I learnt that lesson fast; I was very swiftly in the correct position, though being so allowed the lash to thrash my buttocks. Six of the best followed as I kneeled head down crying out that I did not know, and that I was sorry.
“Eat, I will return soon!” he exclaimed re-securing his switch at his hip.
I bent for
