Date: Mon, 2 Dec 2002 15:11:32 +1300
From: arthur <rochopa@xtra.co.nz>
Subject: child of mythra part 6     authoritarian

				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.

	Thirdly, 'NIFTY' has made available many different modes of assistance
	for us authors without which we would be wasting away with stories
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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: