I drove to a secluded farm out in the sticks. Miss Black sent me there as part of an executive retreat on Servant Leadership, and I had no idea what I was walking into. I doubted there was any cell-phone connection and if there was, it'd only be a bar. Miss Black told me to let my fiancé, Staci, know I wasn't going to be able to contact her this week anyway.
I parked over by the entrance, and walked up the long dirt road, passed the stables, to the house. I walked up to the door and rang the doorbell. When the door opened, I saw Sasha, Miss Black's secretary, there, naked, wearing only a black dog collar with a large steel o-ring, a tight waist corset, leather cuffs, and black thigh-high boots. Startled and not what I was expecting, I didn't know what to say. She opened the door all the way and stood at attention. "You may enter."
I walked through the doors and she escorted me to two large wooden doors at the end of the hall. She opened the doors to what appeared to be the library. She walked over to a replica of Edvard Munch's "Madonna" on the wall and took it down. Behind it was a wall safe. She spun the dial and pulled the lever, opening it. "You are to put all your belongings in here where they will stay for the duration of this week." I immediately stripped down and neatly folded my clothes, placing them in the safe. I turned off my cell phone, and placed my keys on top, before Sasha closed the door and spun the dial to hide the last number.
"Let us begin." Sasha escorted me down to the cellar. There were projection screens on each wall and a lot of video equipment that was in the process of being set up. There was a single wooden chair in the center with a dog collar on the seat. A tag on the dog collar said only "#28." I heard Sasha command, "Sit," and I slowly sat in the chair.
Once I sat down, a video appeared on the front projection screen. Immediately, I saw Miss Black. Seeing her was like giving a starving person a crumb of bread. My heart skipped a beat.
"This is your orientation. For the next week, you will follow the directions of Sasha as my proxy. I will not be in attendance until later in the week, but I will be checking in via cameras periodically. You will wear what I want you to wear. You will do what I want you to do, but you must wear your collar at all times. By the end of the week, I expect you to be the perfect servant leader. Sasha will now escort you to your quarters."
Sasha escorted me to the stables were I was placed in an empty room with no windows, an open grate to use for the bathroom, and a small trough where I assume she will feed me. "Take this...it's your first lesson...a lesson on listening." She handed me a pair of bluetooth headsets, and I could only guess that anything broadcast would come from outside the room.
"Thank you Sasha." She raised her eyebrow, obviously irked at something I said.
"Don't be shy about falling asleep listening to the music," she smoothly sighed as slid the door close, leaving me in darkness.
I slid the headphones on and sat in the corner. A very pleasant, slow paced, relaxing music flooded my ears. It set me at ease. Shortly, I heard a voice echoing lightly in the background. It was Miss Black.
"Relax...set your mind at ease...trust in me...let all the muscles in your body relax...feel the tension in your legs evaporate...and with each drop of stress leaving you, drop further..."
The voice came more to the fore front as echoes of what she said continued in the background. "Release all that tension in your arms (Relax)...let them hang there with no ounce of stress (set your mind at ease)...just exhale out all that stress (drop further)..." The only other part I remember is Miss Black saying, "...and now..."SLEEP!"
Day 1:
"Get up! Rise and shine!" Sasha said as she slid opened the door. I had no idea what time it was or what I was doing. As I sat up I remembered I was naked with the exception of the dog collar around my neck, and the headsets over my ears. As I looked up at Sasha, I saw her dressed in horse-riding attire, holding a leather crop between her leather-clad gloves. "I am not going to order you again. I would like my morning ride before breakfast." I stood up and slowly walked over to the door, taking off my headsets. "Faster!" Sasha commanded as she slapped my ass with the crop. I did a quick hop-step and moved quicker. "Mmmm, that's better. As I walked by her, I got a whiff of the perfume Sasha was wearing. It was the same as Miss Black's. It started to fill my senses, and made it harder to think. Made me more aroused for Miss Black. I mindlessly marched over to the edge of the stable where I heard Sasha command, "Stop! Kneel." I followed her order.
Sasha first put a leather hood over my head, and started lacing it tightly shut. She then put a half-saddle on my shoulders and leather straps around my arms and torso. She wrapped her leg one side of my head, and slid herself on the saddle. I caught another whiff of that perfume, dropping me further. Sasha put a harness over my head, and bit in my mouth. She strapped it tight around my head and grasped the reins tightly. "Up!" she ordered as the heel of her boots gave me a swift kick to the side. I stood up and did as ordered. "Giddyup!" She ordered as she gave me another slap of her crop across my ass. "You will go where I tell you to go #28." I did another hop-skip and started walking forward.
"Faster!" giving me another slap, speeding up my pace. I started to enjoy being a pony...like a mustang, free, unbroken.
I then gave Sasha her ride around the grounds. It was then I noticed there were other trainers here. Each of them on their own naked man-ponies. Each "pony" wore a black latex mask concealing who they were and their collars. "Focus on the road!" Another crop sting shocking my sensitive ass and reminding me of my place.
After Sasha's ride, she took me to the farmhouse, where she unharnessed me. She then poured what looked like protein shake into a wooden trough. "Mmmmmmm...eat up. You'll need your strength for later."
After eating my slop, I was shown down to the cellar once again where I was seated in the wooden chair I sat in for my orientation. I was then strapped to the chair, with something placed on my head, but everything was like I was in a void. All the sudden, a digital signal flashed and it was like I was sitting in a class room.
Click...click...click...click...click...The steps of high heels slowly stepping behind me reminded me of Miss Black and our last meeting...my meeting in her office. I then saw Miss Black's crossed leg, wearing the same red high heels from our meeting bouncing to the right of me. I turned my head to the right to see Miss Black dressed as a teacher, sitting playfully on the desk next to mine. Sitting at that desk was Sasha, sucking on a lollipop, dressed as a little schoolgirl with pigtails, and class uniform.
Miss Black looked so sexy, like a teenager's wet dream. Tight skirt. Hair up. Cleavage busting out from her top. Her blue eyes staring over the glasses she had at the end of her nose to give the thought of you being inferior.
"This is your Virtual Reality session...this first one is on awareness and stewardship... Each day you will be brought here where we will go over further training. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Miss Black."
"Then follow me to the chalk board." Miss Black stood up and walked to the front of the room, sitting at her chair behind the desk. I followed her, not taking my eyes off of her. It was like I was floating. I couldn't feel my legs. It was like they were full of air. I got to the left of her desk and was able to see Miss Black.
"Pick up the piece of chalk...I want you to write 100 times, "Miss Black comes first."
