CHILD OF MYTHRA
Part Six
By Arthur
Authors Note:
I must appologies for the long delay in this episode but due to
a breakin of my home and the theft of my computer system I have
just now been able to replace it and have a lot of ctaching up
with both stories and emails so I ask you for your patience and
hope that soon everything will be back to normal.
Secondly I would like to do something I have never done before and
dedicate this chapter to a very nice young man in England who was so
kind in his praise and interest of this story so "SUBBY" this as
promised is for you, may you enjoy it as much as you enjoyed the
previous chapters.
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make use of this excellent oppotunity, now back to Eric and James.
Nigel and I rose from our chairs, Nigel telling Brian to stay in his position as I turned to Eric.
"Boy come."
Eric rose and took up his position behind and to my left as we made our way over to the fourth painting, once there I turned around and faced Eric.
"Boy, you are before the Fourth of the Seven Mythra 'May They Preserve' you may freely answer any questions I ask of you, during my questioning you will remain in the first position, do you understand?"
"Yes Master."
"Prime Master of the Chair, would you ask of this Presented Slave any questions?"
"Founding Prime Master, I would ask of him some questions on Honour."
"Prime Master of the Chair, to this I would agree, and so ask what you will."
Eric was not going to enjoy this at all as it was a test set up to try to decieve him into making errors and there fore have to undergo punishment for his indescrections, the Fourth Mythra remained covered during this part of the ceremony and he would not know until the end if he'd passed or not.
"Presented Slave Eric, which is worse, to steal, to lie, or to show dishonour to your Master?"
"Prime Master of the Chair, to show dishonour to my Master."
"Presented Slave Eric, what are the positions of respect?"
"Prime Master of the Chair, to the Founding Master, the position of penitence, to the Prime Master of the Chair also the positon of penitence, to the Prime Masters of the Council the position of rest, to all other Masters the position of present."
"Presented Slave Eric, should you show dishonour to any afore mentioned, would you freely accept your punishment as dictated by the laws of the Seven Mythra 'May They Preserve'?"
"Prime Master of the Chair, I would gladly accept my punishment so as to redeem my honour for my Master."
"Presented Slave Eric, behind you is the covered Fourth Mythra, I ask you to turn and take two steps toward it and let the spirit of the Mythra enter your mind so that you may consider the answers you have given freely."
Eric turned and took the two steps toward the covered painting as Nigel turned toward where I stood on the left of Eric, as we began to talk to each other I kept an eye on Erics back waiting for the response that was sure to come.
"Founding Prime Master, your Slave seems to have no respect for his betters."
"Prime Master of the Chair, it is my dishonour that he should be so."
"Founding Prime Master, would you deem it fit to offer punishment to such as he?"
"Prime Master of the Chair, I see no other alternative, it shall be done, BOY, come."
Eric turned toward me with a look of confusion, the questions buzzing through his mind as he tried to work out where he had gone wrong, all his answers had been correct as he saw it, he had held his position as he'd been told to, what had he done wrong, all these questions ran over his face as he came to stand before me.
"Boy, you disappoint me, having trained you myself and to see such disrespect for our ways is nothing less than dishonour, I offer you punishment, do you accept?"
"Founding Prime Master, I so accept."
I reached out and pulled the cloth from the cabinet beside me revealing the selection of tools laid out there.
"Presented Slave Eric, for moving without my permission I give you one stroke of the Paddle, for talking to another Master without permission I give you one stroke of the Strega, for not taking the positon due to the Prime Master of the Chair I give you one stroke of the Cane, for showing such disrespect before the Fourth of the Seven Mythra ' May They Preserve' I give you one stroke of the Cat with Two Claws, do you accept this as fair punishment?"
"Founding Prime Master, I accept this Punishment for my dishonour."
"Then turn to the Fourth Mythra."
Eric turned and faced the covered Mythra, I took up the blindfold from the cabinet and fixed it firmly over his eyes.
"Take the position of penitence boy."
Eric lowered himself to the third position his little butt high in the air as he'd been shown, I leaned down and unlocked his belt removing it and placing it beside him on the floor, now those two globes were high, tight and bared, I left him there while Nigel and I took our time setting the scene up, by the time I returned to stand behind him and a little to the left he was starting to sweat with the waiting for that first swat, ahh yes the anticipation of the event could wreck havock with a young mind, he was getting a nervous twitch in the back of his thighs as the tension built inside him, I lifted the Paddle bringing it down to within an inch of his now twitching butt cheeks, then back to full height.
"THWACK"
"Urgnh"
"What say you boy?"
"Thththank yyyou Master."
I placed the Paddle on the floor infront of his head and stood back noddinig to Nigel as I took up the Strega turning it onto the smooth side and lining it up near the bottom of his butt near his thighs then waited until he was showing signs of nervousness again, I looked again at Nigel and smiled as we both imagined what was going through Erics head while he waited for that sudden impact, five minutes, six minutes, seven minutes,
"CRACK"
"Yeow"
"What say you boy?"
"Ththank yyou Master."
The oil on the smooth side of the Strega has a very tenderising effect on bare skin as he'd just found out, it felt like hot cooking oil on you when it struck and then seemed to stay and burn a little more than a dry Paddle and the redness left to show the strike was very bright and lasted longer, I again placed it beside his head where he could see them when I removed the blindfold, I stood back again waiting with the cane in my hand, this was going to be a longer wait for him, it was bad enough to have a cane with your pants on but rangoon cane was sturdy and very flexible and with it being held back by my left hand at the tip it would feel as though he had been cut in two but it would only leave a welt and not open his skin, he would forever remember what a cane felt like even after one stroke.
Nigel and I quietly left him there on the floor as we made our way silently to the kitchen for a few minutes with his smarting butt and with the silence the tension would build even further and his mind would take over this would prevent him from finding his harmony and thereby negating the lesson being taught, the two of us stayed in the kitchen for fifteen minutes then silently returned to where Eric was waiting for us.
I took a stance beside him swishing the cane back and forth so he could hear its power and then I heard it, that soft deep humming from his chest.
"BOY, are you ready for your cane?"
The sudden words stopped the humming as I had planned.
"Yes Master"
"SWISHSHSH--SNAP."
"Oowwwwe."
"What say you boy?"
"Ngh, thank you Master."
It was said so softly and with almost a tear that I hardly heard him but decided to let it pass for now, as I placed the cane down on the floor I turned to Nigel and nodded, he turned to his boy saying.
"Come boy, present yourself before the Fourth Mythra."
Brian got to his feet and moved toward the Fourth Mythra standing at Present.
"Turn and face me boy."
Brian obeyed and now stood with his back to the Fourth Mythra.
"Hold tight boy, you will support the slave for his kiss to the cat."
Although Brian was a little taller than Eric he would be able to steady him, I did not like to give the cat in a kneeling position as your aim is not as clear and with Eric already being marked I could not take the chance of missing the place I wanted.
"Come boy, stand."
Eric got to his feet, his butt now showed two very clear wide marks and one very thin one in between the others, I took his hand and lead him in front of where Brian stood, taking each hand in turn I placed it onto Brians wrists.
"You may lean forward and place your forehead on his, grip tight and don't move."
I looked over Erics back to make sure I was not going to overlay anywhere that may open one of his strokes from the night before, there was space just below his waist at the top of his butt cheeks that would be clear so I took a line and lifted the light cat.
"SWISH..CRACK."
"Mph, thank you Master."
"Present boy."
Eric straightened facing the Fourth Mythra waiting for his instructions, I nodded to Nigel and he turned to his boy.
"You may return to your place, boy."
Brian returned to his position beside the chair Nigel had been using.
"Founding Prime Master, your slave took well his punishment and shows due diligence in his desire recover his honour, may I ask a question of him?"
"Prime Master of the Chair, ask what you will, boy you may answer the Priime Master of the Chair."
"Presented Slave, you have shown well your honour and strength, for this i would give you a boon, what would you ask?"
"Prime Master of the Chair, I would ask to see the Fourth of the Seven Mythra, 'May They Preserve'"
"Founding Prime Master, is it your wish that he see the Fourth Mythra?"
"Prime Master of the Chair, it is my wish."
"Then Presented Slave your boon is granted."
I moved around Eric and removed the covering of the painting then turned to him and reached behind him to loosen his blindfold but before removing it I paused.
"Presented Slave Eric I reveal to you the fourth of the Seven Mythra, 'May They Preserve', you will study its form and let it take you to serenity in your thoughts and pain."
I took off his blindfold and steeped behind him as his eyes adjusted to the light and the powerful spotlight switched on and aimed on the painting by Nigel to highlight the stark colours of bright orange, black, white and crimson.
After a few minutes eric seemed to straighten and the humming began again but this time softly almost like a song of love, I looked at Nigel and he nodded his agreement that we had made a good decision in making Eric a Child of Mythra, between the painting and Eric there was a positive feeling in the air of total harmony.
To Be Continued: