
                           My Training weekend - Part/1

    Well it all started over a simple mistake that I should have known better
then to make.  But as it turned out I was more interested in myself then what
would happen because of it.  And I soon learned the errors of my ways.

    The work week ended early Friday so I was ablt to get home a few hours
before I normally did.  I had not planed on getting off work early, but sense
I did it seemed to make every thing start that much sooner and would also make
it last that much longer.  That was the only thing that seemed to be out of
place - a longer then normal work break.

    As I walked through the door I was imedately asked what I was doing home?
I explained that I was finished for the week and the rest of it was for
myself.  The house guest that lives with me {snaped} and said not so fast.
Your MASTER called and gave me some very pacific instructions for you when you
arrived.  I was told that you were not due until around five, but sense your
here we might as well get started.

    As you see I am a submissive and have a part time MASTER, but now with a
full time assistant.  So even though I was some what surprised, I still went
ahead and ask what she wanted.  She asked what if any plans I had for the
weekend, I told her of a planed meeting and coffee for Saturday.  She asked if
I could cancel it, and I said that I thought that I could.  So I was told to
do just that!  After clearing my schedual of every thing until Monday I was
ordered to strip down.  I started to leave and go to my room and take every
thing off as I normally did after work.  But as I attempted to leave she
{snaped} again and asked (where do you think your going)?  I said to my room
to change!  Not so fast I want you to strip right here, and then I will decide
if you can leave.  So I did!

    Once I was out of my cloths she told me to spread my feet apart and raise
my arms as she wanted to look me over. So as expected I did just what she
commanded.  It was obivious now that she was intending to be in full charge of
at least the rest of the day, and I had better get use to it.

    When she had finished looking me over to her satisfaction, she asked when
I last ate?  I told her at dinner, and she just said (fine).  She told me to
stand where I was as she left down the hall.  She came back with my good old
red water bottle and all the little things that went with it.  She handed them
to me and told me to go and get my self cleaned out, good and clean.  When I
thought that I was I was to call her and have her come and check. Well this
took about an hour as I had done it many time before, so I was getting rather
good at it.  Once I had felt that I was finished I leaned out the door of the
bathroom and called for her.  She entered the bathroom and asked where my last
discharge was?  I said that I had flushed it after I finished!  She {snaped}
how in the hell do you expect me to know if your finished when you didn't
leave me any thing to look at?  I said that I assumed that she would take my
word for it as I done it so many times before.  Well she {snaped} again and
told me that SHE was not taking any thing for granted.  Then she told me to
fill the bag and fill my self up, and hold it until she returned.  I did just
that and sat and waited and waited.  When she arrived she told me to stand,
and as I did I realized just how long I had been holding the enema.  As I got
up the cramps hit me and I just about doubled over with stomac pains.  But I
did stand as stright as I could.  She said that I had better stand up stright
or I would hold the water until christmas. It was a real strain, but I managed
to stand up stright enough so that she was satisfied.  She then told me to sit
and let it out, and do not flush it away or we would do it again.

    As I sat down it just seemed to come out and I could do nothing to either
hold it back or slow it down.  But damn it felt so good to get that pressure
out of me!  Once I was about finished she told me to stand and let her look, I
did.

    She smiled and said that I was right I was good and giving my self a good
cleaning, and to finish letting the rest out.

    Then I was to take a warm shower and come back into the living room for
further instructions.

    It took about fifteen or twenty minutes for me to finish with what she
wanted done, and to dry off.  As I walked down the hall I could see her
sitting in a chair reading some thing on a piece of paper.  When I entered the
room I walked over to where she was, and stood in front of her (I assumed that
this is what she wanted).  She ordered me to kneel in front of her, and every
time from now on when I was naked I would kneel in front of her unless I was
told different.  At this point I had a stuned look on my face, but I did just
as she commanded.  Once I was on my knees and looking up at her she told me to
put my hand together behind my back and just stay  there.  Well I did and
didn't move until she finished reading what ever it was that she was reading.

    When she was finished she told me to go and get my waste belt and leather
cuffs.  I got up and proceed to the den where they were kept.  At this point I
started to wonder what was on that paper as I did know she even knew about any
of the leather items that were in the house.  As you see at this point she had
only been living with me for just under a week, and there were NO signs of her
having looked around. When I returned with what she had requested I handed
them to her.  She looked them over for a minute as if tring to figure out just
how they worked, but I think she was a fast learner.  She told me to turn
around and after I did she placed the belt around my waste and buckled it
tight behing my back.  Then she had me turn back around and put a padded cuff
on each wrist.  She looked for the short leather straps that I had brought
with it, and when she found them she finished fastening the cuffs to the belt.
There I was naked and in a waste belt so that I could not use my hands or arms
at all.

    She then ordered me to take her to where the rest of the leather gear was
at.  Once we were in the den I told her where to look as I was not in any
position to point.  She went over to the chest and opened it.  As she looked
inside she got this smile on her face just about the time she said (wow what a
selection).  She reached into the chest and came out with a set of leg
shackles and held the up in front of her.  She asked where the key was, and I
told her that MASTER had it.  She asked if there was an extra key?  I said yes
but that I didn't know where it was, I said that it was in the house some
place though.  Then she said that this was what she was looking for and walked
over toward me.  She knelt down and commenced to put the shackles on me.  As
she was fastening the last one on I asked her what she was intending to do.
She {snaped} at me saying that I was not to talk unless I was asked a question
or told to.  So I didn't get my answer, but I did get told my place.  At this
point I was in NO position to argue with her for what ever reason, and I
didn't intend to either.

    She walked back into the living room and told me to follow her.  As she
sat back down in the easy chair she called me over, and when I was in front of
her I just stood there.  She reached out and shoved me back a little and stood
up with a funny look on her face.  What did I tell you she {snaped} as looked
into my eyes?  I siad that I didn't remember, and she then repeated her
instructions.  I told you that when you were in front of me you would kneel,
did I?

  I answered YES!

  So why didn't you kneel?

  I answered (I forgot)!

  She {snaped} I FORGOT what?

    I just stood there not knowing what to say next, so I figured that I would
not say any thing.  That is when she
{snaped} again:
      FORGOT what?

    I still didn't say any thing - but she came back with the answer.  From
now on when I addressed her I would refer to her as MISTRESS, and if I didn't
I would surely regret it.

    Well not I understood what was happening and I kind of had a good idea of
what was going to happen.  As you see in the past my MASTER was not able to
spend that much time with me and there for I was not totally under his
control.  But as it now appeared he had aquired an assistant that was going to
handle and control me while he was away.  This idea I was not overly fond of,
but under the present conditions what choice did I have?

    Well she sat back down and told me to come to her.  When I wa in front of
her I imediately got down on my knees and looked up at her waiting for her
next command.  She just sat back and didn't say a word, until she told me to
go and get her a soda from the refrigator.  I got up and went to the kitchen
to get her one, needless to say it was not easy. But I managed to get it and
brought it to her, unopened. She looked at me and {snaped}, what am I going to
do with this?  I didn't answer, I just stood there.  She handed it back to me
and told me to open it!  As I was holding it in my hand all that I could think
about was HOW.  I asked her if I could speak, and she granted me permission.
At that point I told her that I didn't think that I could open it for her in
my present condition, and she replyed that I had better find a way - QUICK.

    I started thinking as fast as I could and the only way that I could come
up with was to put it between my legs and hold it while I used one hand to
open it.  So as I placed it between my legs (boy it was cold) I sqeezed my
legs closed and pulled one hand around and unscreewed the cap.  After I had
the cap off I grabed the bottle and stood back up handing it to her.  She was
still sitting and commenced to take a few sips from it.  The she reached out
and handed it back to me.  She told me to put the caps back on it and put it
back in the refrigator until later.

    This I knew was not going to be easy.  I first had to pick up the cap and
hold it while I placed the bottle back between my legs.  I was able to do that
and I was able to get the cap started finally.  Once I had the bottle closed
and started to go put it away, she called me.  She said that she wanted one
more drink before I put it up.  So I had to do every thing over again and hand
it to her open.  It must have took thirty minutes for her to just get three or
four drinks out of it, but what did she care?

    It was now late in the afternoon and she had been some what easy on me
sense the soda routine.  But now it was time for supper and she went and fixed
her a sandwich.  At the same time she fixed me a bowl of chichen soup and set
it on the floor.  I looked at her and wondered what was next?  She instructed
me to come over to her and eat my supper.  I knew better to ask how, so I just
got down on my knees again and did the best that I could to get the soup out
of the bowl. I was kind of hungry so I got as much as I could before she
picked it up.  She looked over at me and said in a sarcastic voice - we don't
want you to get to full now do we?  I didn't know what she ment, but my mind
was running guess after guess, and none of them I liked.

    She went back into the living room and sat back down it what appeared now
to be her favorite chair.  She called for me as I expected, and I came and
assumed the proper position.  She looked down at me and said that we were
going to wait now until my MASTER arrived.  She said that he was due around
seven and had several surprises for me.

To Be Continued ->
END Part/1
