Occasionally, new stable slaves introduce themselves to me. I provide some of them with an opportunity to demonstrate their abilities and determine if they will be punished or rewarded. We always begin with cleaning the stall, using hands instead of a pitchfork. At this point, I use the crop to guide the stableman, teaching them to work efficiently.
Unfortunately, the slave receives no reward, as the mistress is never fully satisfied. With their hands tied upwards, the punishment ensues. I attach lunging goggles, originally intended for the horse, to the slave’s nipples, causing significant pain. The chaste tail is whipped with the crop, making the object dance in agony.