Kindred Spirit Lodge Presents

Training Day

By Lady Ally & Picifico
July/August 2004

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(Day 1) --

Lady Alison had plans for picifico this day, and not the kind of plans She usually had either. She had rose early and set about preparing for the lessons to be learned this day by Her littling. After the customary bath for two, Lady Alison dressed in soft, purple leather pants and a linen shirt and of course Her trademark, purple, thigh high, leather boots. She watched and smiled as Her littling dressed, though She had to admit, She did so prefer it in reverse. Alison walked over to a chest and opened it, pulling from it Her sword and Her favorite blowgun, then hooked them to Her belt. When She was satisfied with how they rode, She pulled the same two items from the chest and handed them to picifico. Alison had packed a small bag of things they would need and set it by the door earlier.

"Today, littling, we are going to actually leave this room." Lady Alison grinned from ear to ear then placed a soft kiss on picifico's lips.

Picifico took the offered items from Lady Alison’s hands and looked them over carefully. The sword was smaller than her own but had a good feel to it, by the look of it, it had been well crafted. When she tested the grip, she was surprised how well it fit in her hand. She figured it must have been made specifically for someone her size. Now the blowgun, was a completely different story, picifico had never handled one, and had no idea which end of it was up, if it had an up at all. Following Lady A’s lead she attached them to her belt.

Smiling when Lady Alison commented about leaving the room, picifico eagerly accepted the kiss. Then with a perplexed expression, looked from the items now attached to her belt to Lady A.

“Am I to assume we will be doing something with these?” She placed her hands on the sword and blowgun and lifted them slightly.

Alison had to smile at the look on Her littling's face. It was evident that picifico was no stranger to a sword, but she looked like she had never seen a blowgun in her life.

"Yes, littling, we will indeed be doing something with those. There may come a time when you will need to defend yourself or others and I am going to make damn sure you are equipped to do so." Alison gave her ass a swat as they headed out the door.

Picifico’s mind flashed over the recent events, her thoughts going to what she could have done with more skills at her disposal. The idea of being better equipped to protect herself and the one’s she loved excited her. With an added hop in her step and a little help from Lady Alison’s hand, she opened the door and started down the hall.

"You seem awful anxious littling. This is good. We shall see if you are as anxious later. I know I kid and I tease a great deal but, when it comes to you and your safety, I could not be more serious."

Lady Alison stopped and turned to face picifico. "You will learn littling or I will redden your ass worse than I ever have. Understand?"

The sudden serious tone of Lady Alison’s voice and the look in Her eyes stopped her dead in her tracks. This was not the time for a smart ass reply, not if she planned on sitting comfortably for the next little while.

“Yes Mistress, I understand. You have my word I will try very hard.”

"You will not try littling, you will do. I will not have you harmed because you did not have a way to protect yourself." Alison's tone determined.

Alison could not help but think about recent events and that added to Her seriousness. She turned and headed down the steps, picifico close behind.

Lady A’s words echoed in her head as she followed a very determined Warrior to the entrance of the Lodge. She had always taken her training seriously; it had been what kept her alive on several occasions, that and a lot of luck. But she had never had anyone put expectations on her as to just what and how fast she would learn. Unconsciously she began chewing her bottom lip, while considering what lay ahead of her.

Once outside, Lady Alison reached out and took Her littling's hand and together they walked to a clearing in the woods. Alison sat the bag, She had packed, down on the ground and pulled picifico into Her arms and held her tight for a moment then kissed her very deeply.

"Now littling, what kind of weapons training have you had before. No sense teaching what you already know."

Still reeling from the kiss, picifico momentarily sat transfixed by Lady Alison’s beauty. Giving herself a quick shake she realized that Lady A had asked a question and expected an answer.

“uhh…I have had a fair amount of training in the use of a sword, from quite a few different masters. I never spent much time working with any one but have a solid grasp on the basics and a decent amount of skill. Other than wrestling with my brother, when I was young, I have no real knowledge with hand to hand combat, but I did manage to whip his butt on occasion.”

Picifico smiled at the pleasant memories of her brother. She had not realized until she spoke that she even remembered this small piece of her past.

Lady Alison smiled and drew Her sword, "Show Me."

As soon as picifico drew her sword, Lady Alison approached and was delighted when their swords clashed. They sparred for many minutes, Alison quite pleased with picifico's handling of the sword. When Lady A called a halt to the sparring, She sheathed Her sword, walked over to picifico and pulled her close.

"I am impressed littling, very impressed. I would dare say you could hold your own if it came to a sword fight. We shall continue sparring together. Practice is good for us both. Now, any idea how to use a blowgun, littling?"

When Lady A pulled Her sword, picifico was pleasantly surprised at how quickly she became accustomed to the sword in her hand. While their swords clashed in mock battle, she marveled at how well balanced it was. She was sure that Lady A was holding back to some degree, on two occasions she knew she had left herself open to attack, and was grateful for the Lady’s restraint. By the time they sheathed their swords, she had already begun to perspire lightly, she was definitely out of shape for this kind of workout.

Happy to be back in Lady Alison’s strong arms, picifico smiled when Lady A praised her abilities and promised future chances to spar together.

“Blowgun? uhhh….not a clue.”

"It is My preferred weapon littling. I am not much for that up close gory war stuff. It is a wonderful weapon in many aspects. You don't have to be Xena to use it well, it weighs next to nothing, is easily concealed and most importantly it is silent."

Alison walked over to the bag and retrieved a box of darts for practice. These were not tipped as the others in Her arsenal were.

"Using it requires concentration, focus and patience. You could say that it is more a mental weapon than a physical one. I happen to think in time you can master it. I do not expect perfection, right away. Any questions littling?" Lady Alison pulled her in close.

Picifico listened to Lady A intently, as She talked about the use and advantages to this particular weapon, all of them making sense to her. She did have one question though, one that she was sure was fairly important.

“Just one at the moment, which end do you blow into?”

Lady Alison, despite the seriousness of the situation, busted out laughing at Her littling's question. She had asked Muen the same question and Muen had laughed...now She understood why.

Lady Alison pulled Hers from Her belt. "You blow into this end littling. See how it is slightly flattened out? Course I could always write this end up on it for you." The last sentence delivered with a wink.

Picifico was only half kidding when she had asked the question, so when Lady A laughed she was quite relieved. When She made a joke of Her own, picifico couldn’t help but smile in response.

Taking the blowgun from her belt, she examined it closely, looking at the simplicity of its shape and marveling at the potential it held. When she looked up from the weapon she chuckled as she spoke.

“I don’t think I will need you to do that my Lady, I tend to be a quick learner.”

"We shall see littling. This little tube of wood is not as easy to master as it may look." Lady Alison pulled something from the bag and walked across the clearing to a large tree. She securely attached the target to the tree and walked back over to picifico. Lady A, pulled five darts from the container She had brought and in rapid order launched all five, smiling as they hit the center of the target.

"Now you try, littling."

Picifico watched in awe, as the darts flew though the air landing almost one behind the other. Thinking it didn’t look too hard, she took one of the projectiles from the bag and placed it in the end of the gun. With intense concentration she put the weapon to her lips. Sucking in as much air as her lungs would hold, she immediately realized her mistake when the dart ended up almost choking her. Quickly she dropped the blowgun and coughed the unwelcome guest out of her mouth.

Lady Alison busted out laughing again, "I did the very same thing littling, the first time I tried it. Told you it was harder to master than it looked. Breathe first, littling. Now try it again."

Picifico could feel the heat rising in her cheeks and creeping over the tips of her ears, she had really wanted to impress Lady Alison with her first attempt. Even more determined than ever she eyed the distasteful little creature that now lay on the ground beside her blowgun. Picking up the dart and the gun from the ground she thought to herself that her and this bloody dart were soon going to part company, for her it wouldn’t be soon enough.

Once again she placed the dart in the blowgun, this time she filled her lungs before placing it to her lips. She tried to imitate Lady A’s stance and the way She held the weapon. Pointing towards the target she forced every ounce of air out of her lungs into the small opening. For a split second she was excited when she saw the dart sail through the air. That feeling was quickly replaced with frustration, when not only did it not hit the target, it didn’t even come close.

Dejectedly she let her hands drop to her side, the blowgun smacking her leg as she did.

“Well that sucked, too bad our enemies aren’t as big as a barn. Might have a chance of hitting them if they were.”

Lady Alison watched, as picifico made the same mistakes She had made. Her first time, She had blown out every ounce of breath and had met with much the same results as Her littling. Muen, had let Her continue until Alison finally threw the tube on the ground in frustration. Muen just shook her head and smiled then began to tell Alison one of the most important things She would need to know.

"You did the same thing I did, littling. You cannot force the dart to fly to the target. You will only end up giving yourself a headache and making yourself frustrated. You must exhale in a short, powerful burst. BAM!! Not baaaam. Make sense?"

Listening to what Lady Alison had to say, she realized that there was going to be a lot more to learn about this weapon then she originally thought. It wasn’t a weapon of force but finesse, one she would have to spend a lot of time working at just to be mildly proficient.

“Yes Mistress, I think I understand what you mean.”

Alison smiled and gave picifico a swat.

"Show Me littling. Remember, a quick sharp burst. We will deal with aiming later."

Later, they would also deal with littling using a term she knew inflamed Lady Alison’s passion.

Eager to try out Lady Alison’s advice, picifico reached into the bag for yet another dart. Oddly enough, this one did not look quite as menacing as the last. Loading the dart she raised the blowgun tentatively to her lips, forcing herself to remember BAM not bammmm.

Even though Lady A had said not to worry about her aim, she still squinted her eyes in an attempt to at least shoot in the general direction of the target. Releasing a quick burst of air from her lungs she sent the dart on its way. As expected it did not hit the target but it did come close, sort of. The dart sat harmlessly a few feet to the right and a short distance shy of the target.

When picifico took her gaze away from the dart, she looked expectantly to Lady Alison, not having a clue if she had done it right or not.

Lady Alison watched as picifico readied the dart for flight. She smiled inside at the determined look in Her littling's eyes. Picifico had sent the dart flying, using a much better exhalation than the first time. The dart flew much further and had actually been in a good line to the target. Alison smiled when picifico looked at Her.

"Much better, littling, much better. You will practice doing that until it becomes second nature to you. This is an instrument of finesse littling, not physical power."

The moment Lady Alison made a favorable comment on her last attempt, picifico beamed with pride. She knew she had a long way to go but she had at least started moving in the right direction.

“Thank you Mis….”

Picifico couldn’t help but notice the look in Lady A’s eyes when she began speaking, grinning she decided to reword her last statement.

“Thank you Lady Alison, I will remember that. You know, this is kinda fun, that is when I’m not trying to swallow the darts.”

Without another word, picifico started to practice once again. Some shots were not too bad, others, were out right terrible. By the time she pulled the last dart from the bag, she was feeling a little light headed, but confident that she had learned a little of what was needed to improve.

Lady Alison shook Her head and smiled when picifico stopped in the middle of calling Her that word. She saw the grin on picifico's face. Lady Alison stretched out under a tree, Her back against the trunk and watched intently as picifico worked her way thru all the darts in the bag. She had been right, she was a quick learner and that would serve her well, would also keep her sitting without a pillow. When Her littling had used the last dart, Alison rose, dusted off the back of Her britches and walked over to where picifico stood.

"Very well done littling. For your first time, I am quite pleased. Tomorrow, I will make a line in front of that tree. I expect every dart to go over that line. Each dart that doesn't make it over that line will earn you five swats with My paddle. If you focus littling, I know you can do it. Any questions?"

Picifico absorbed every word of praise as if she was a sponge, grinning like a Cheshire cat she listened intently. When Lady A started to describe tomorrow’s lesson the grin quickly disappeared.

“Ah…just a couple. How far will the line be from the tree and how many darts will I be shooting?”

"It will be fifteen feet in front of the tree. You can do it if you focus, littling. There will be enough difficulty in it, so that you will have to concentrate, but it will not be so difficult that you can't get every single dart over that line. You went thru fifty today littling. You will continue with that number until you have built up your stamina and focus, then we shall raise it. If I did not know in My heart you have it in you to do, we would not be here, littling."

Thinking back over the darts that she had shot today, she realized about ten had not made it to the mark that Lady A was talking about. A little quick math, 50!!!! Gods, there was no way she was going to let that happen! From this point on concentration was going to be her middle name, either that or she was going to be doing a lot of standing for the next little while.

“I can honestly say I will do everything in my power to make you proud of me.”

Under her breath picifico whispered, “either that or talk to Killian about another jar of SSSS Backside Balm.”

Lady Alison walked over to picifico and pulled the smaller woman into Her arms, “Littling, I am proud of you already. I know you can do this, pretty soon you’ll be picking flies off at a hundred yards.”

She kissed picifico tenderly and placed a soft swat on her backside, “Now, let’s gather up as many of the darts as we can find and head back to the lodge. Later, I will instruct you in making and tipping them. I want you carrying that on you at all times, it must become an extension of your body and mind.”

They found all but seven darts, a very low number lost, considering it was Her littling’s first time. As they headed back, Alison went over what picifico had learned with her, confident Her littling would master it.

“By the way, littling, I have already acquired another jar of backside balm. Tomorrow we shall see how much of it you will require…if any.”

(End Day 1)...

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(Training Day, Day 2)

After their morning routine of coffee and cuddles and their bath, Lady Alison and picifico once more headed out the door of the Lodge making for the clearing they had visited the previous day. When they reached it, Lady Alison turned to picifico and smiled.

"Today littling, we will begin working on your concentration. As I said, today will be difficult, but not so difficult that you can't do it, if you focus."

Lady Alison kissed picifico softly, then set about marking off the line picifico would be aiming for...a wicked gleam in Her big, brown eyes. When She was done She walked back over to where picifico stood, hand on her blowgun, and proceeded to kiss her deeply and slowly until She heard Her littling moan softly.

"Now, you know your goal. Any questions littling?"

Picifico, was still trying to recover from the mind blowing kiss, when Lady Alison asked her question. All she could manage, even after giving her head a quick shake, was a grunt that sort of resembled speech.

“Nope, don’t think so.”

Lady Alison guided picifico to a spot in the clearing facing the same tree they had used before. Picifico could clearly see the line she was to cross with each dart and she knew the penalty for failing to reach the line. Lady Alison reached into Her bag and pulled out a tray of darts for picifico to use and set them on the ground at picifico's feet. Lady Alison then pulled Her paddle from the bag and sat down upon a stump next to picifico.

"Remember what I told you yesterday littling and you will be fine."

As they walked, picifico slowly managed to get her thoughts back to why they were here in the first place. Ever since they had left the clearing the other day, her mind had been going over the lessons she had learned. Particularly blow not suck when she had the blowgun to her lips.

Picifico watched as Lady Alison reached into the bag, pulling the darts out and placing by her feet. She then looked at the target and started to silently chant to herself, BAM not bammmmm, over and over again. She was determined to make Lady A proud. BAM not bammmm, Bam not……..Damn, why did she have to put that where I could see it? Picifico stared at the paddle, then the darts and then back at the paddle again. Taking a deep breath to steady herself, she reached for one of the darts and placed it in the weapon.

“I will Mistress. Should I begin?”

Lady Alison sat there ready to watch picifico's form, in more ways than one, when picifico used that word. Picifico knew exactly what her calling Alison that did to the Warrior. Lady Alison reached over, wrapped Her hand around picifico's wrist and pulled her across Her lap. Alison delivered several swats, but not ones used as punishment. After delivering them, Lady Alison trailed Her nails over Her littling's warmed backside. She put picifico back on her feet, kissed her very softly and then smiled.

"Focus, littling. You must be able to shut out everything except hitting your target. Now, show Me."

Picifico did not have a chance to put the blowgun down, when Lady Alison swiftly grabbed her and proceeded to awaken her libido with some well placed swats and to make Her point, trailed Her nails across the sensitive skin.

Once she was back on her feet, still holding the blowgun in a death grip, picifico welcomed Lady A’s soft lips with her own. Too soon Lady Alison pulled away, leaving her standing on slightly shaky legs. Picifico stared into the Warrior’s eyes as She reminded her once again why they were there.

Moving to her original position, picifico took a few deep breaths to steady herself. She placed the weapon to her lips, BAM not bammm, Bam not bammm, and set the first dart to fly. To her delight, it sailed through the air quite nicely, landing only a few feet from the target, and well past the line. She had to stop herself from looking at Lady Alison, right now she had to concentrate on the matter at hand. Placing another dart in place she began her mantra, BAM not bammm, Bam not bammm. Three more darts flew true, all making a respectable flight, all past the line. Dart number five wasn’t so lucky. Just as she was about to send it on its way, out of the corner of her eye, picifico caught sight of the paddle. Dart five barely made it out of the blowgun, landing just a few feet from where she stood. Nervously picifico looked over to where Lady Alison stood.

Lady Alison sat there and watched as picifico launched four rather nice shots over the line and smiled when She saw the fifth one land very short. She looked at picifico and motioned for her to come to Her.

"What did I tell you would happen if you didn't get them all over the line?" As She waited for an answer She tapped the paddle against Her strong thigh.

Finding the surface of the blowgun to be rather interesting, picifico twisted it in her hands.

“uhhhh, you said I would receive five swats of the paddle.”

Picifico’s eyes wandered to the paddle now in Lady Alison’s hand. She gripped the weapon tightly and waited.

Lady Alison pulled picifico across Her lap and rapidly delivered five stinging swats to picifico's backside, before standing her up and looking into her eyes.

"Next five will be harder littling. I suggest you focus on your task at hand and not let your mind wander."

Once more, Lady Alison claimed picifico's lips, this time in a deep passion filled kiss, before sending her back to her spot to continue practicing.

The combination of the sting left behind by the paddle and Lady Alison’s mind-blowing kiss, left picifico standing on two very weak knees. She had only gone through five of the fifty darts and already felt five sharp swats of the paddle. It didn’t help when she was told that the next ones would be harder.

Telling herself she could do this, picifico once again prepared herself to continue the training. She stared at the target for a few moments, trying to focus, over and over repeating her mantra to herself. When she felt herself calm she reached for another dart.

Fifteen darts later, she had managed to get everyone over the line, but not one had managed to hit the target yet. She forced herself to stay calm, even though she felt like throwing the bloody blowgun into the nearest stream, she was even more determined than ever.

She stared at the target while she looked down the length of the blowgun. After a few moments, everything around her seemed to fade out. She could almost see the path the dart would need to take to hit the target. Sending the dart on its way she watched it fly, when it landed on the edge of the target she couldn’t stop the victory cry that came from her lips.

“Yaaaaa Hooooo!!!! Did you see that Lady A, I DID it, I hit the target!”

Smiling from ear to ear she looked in Lady Alison’s direction.

Lady Alison sat there and watched as picifico set herself determinedly and fired off fifteen more darts, all of them going over the line. When She heard picifico's shout of victory, She couldn't help but smile. She had done pretty much the same thing when it had been Her in a similar clearing and Muen on the stump.

Lady Alison walked over to where picifico stood with a very happy grin upon her face.

"You sure did littling and might I say, faster than I did when I was learning. You have thirty more to go, I expect every one of them to go over that line. If you manage to get fifteen to hit the target, you will earn your favorite reward."

Once more a searing kiss was placed on picifico's lips. Lady Alison smiled wickedly as She firmly gave picifico's nipples a pinch before sitting back down.

Beaming with pride, picifico listened to Lady Alison give her just the incentive she needed to hit the target at least fourteen more times. She couldn’t help but notice that her nipples had come to full attention. When she reached for the next dart, the fabric of her shirt brushed across the sensitive nub. She almost dropped the dart but managed to keep it in her grasp, a slightly shaky hand placed the dart in the weapon.

Picifico managed to shoot five more darts across the line, all made it across the line but not a one hit the target. All she could think about was the how every time she picked up a dart or moved her arms her shirt brushed over her still erect nipples. Her frustration hit an all time high. Now that she had hit the target once, she knew it was possible to do it again. Yet all she managed to do was bury dart after dart in the dirt.

Five more darts shot, five more only just managing to cross the line, every one getting that much closer to coming up short.

“AUGGGGGHHHH!! I give up!! I can’t do this! I don’t know what made me think I could!!”

Picifico threw the weapon to the ground and stomped off to the other side of the clearing.

Lady Alison sat in silence, watching picifico grow more frustrated with every dart. They made it over the line but each one seemed to get further away from the target instead of closer to it. When picifico stomped off, she also disobeyed an order...not by stomping off, but by throwing her weapon to the ground, a weapon she was to have on her at all times...frustrated or not. Lady Alison walked over, picked the weapon up, checked it over and returned to Her seat, waiting for picifico to finish having her tantrum.

"When you are done acting like a child, come here." Lady Alison's voice soft, yet it held an edge picifico knew well.

Picifico’s first reaction to Lady Alison was defiance, when the tone of Her voice made it past picifico’s anger, she realized she had messed up big time. Anger quickly turned to apprehension. Slowly she walked back across the clearing. She stood in front of Lady Alison silently waiting for what was Lady A was going to say.

Lady Alison sat there and watched as picifico made her way back across the clearing. When she was standing in front of Lady Alison, she was quickly pulled over Lady A's lap. Alison delivered several firm swats to picifico's backside then stopped, holding her in place as She spoke.

"I do not fault you for growing frustrated, littling. I know all to well how this particular weapon can do that to you. I do not fault you for stomping off in order to calm down. I do however, fault you for throwing the weapon I gave you, to the ground. That particular weapon was made by My hand and is not to be treated in such a disrespectful manner. Ever! It is also supposed to be on you at all times, unless I say otherwise."

Lady Alison delivered several firm, rapid swats, holding picifico in place as she squirmed to avoid the strikes. Alison continued the spanking until She heard picifico sobbing. She gave her one more swat, this one harder than all the rest, punctuating Her displeasure. She pulled picifico up from across Her lap and cradled her against Her chest.

Something told Alison, it was going to be a long day in the clearing.

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Every strike of Lady Alison’s hand felt harder than the last, picifico tried at first to bare her punishment silently but very quickly found that to be impossible. When she tried to squirm to avoid the swats, Lady A’s strong grip held her firmly in place.

As picifico lay cradled in Lady Alison’s arms, sobbing like a child, she could hear the words echoing in her head. Knowing that she had angered the Gentle Warrior hurt almost as much as the physical punishment, she knew she had some serious apologizing to do. For a few moments she let herself take comfort in Lady Alison’s powerful arms feeling protected and safe. After a few shaky breaths she wiped the remaining tears from her face with the back of her hand and forced herself to look directly into the serious brown eyes.

“I am so sorry milady, I wish I had a good reason for my actions, but there is none. All I can ask is You allow me to continue my training, so I may try to prove to You just how much I value this gift of Your time. I will understand if You choose not to continue, I have acted like a spoiled child, one not deserving of Your time or Your knowledge.” Picifico sat motionless waiting for what the Warrior would say next.

Lady Alison sat there holding picifico as her sobs faded. When picifico looked into Her eyes, Her resolve almost left. She listened as picifico spoke, Her face showing little emotion.

"Littling, do you really think I would let one temper tantrum change the way I feel about you? I know you can do this littling...I also know the frustration of trying to master this weapon. I can't tell you how many times I wanted to "accidentally" drop it in the fire. In a little bit your lesson shall continue and I want you to focus littling. See, hear, feel nothing but your weapon and your target. Now, littling, what happened?"

“Well…uhhhh….I couldn’t….uhhhh, you see…oh Hades! All I could think about was my breasts, my nipples were so hard, ever time I moved my arms I could feel them. Then I just got angry because I couldn’t focus, no matter what I did it just seemed to get worse.”

Everything in picifico wanted to look away from the two brilliant eyes that watched her so intently. She was embarrassed that she had let something so simple distract her, it took everything she had to keep focused on Lady Alison’s eyes.

"And the angrier you got the more frustrated you became, and the more frustrated you got the angrier. I have been there littling. There are some weapons where a good dose of anger is a bonus, but with this weapon, you must be able to find a calm spot inside yourself. You must be able to shut out everything but your task. Do you understand what I mean, littling?"

Lady Alison pulled picifico tightly against Her and began kissing the woman's neck softly and biting it gently. Alison knew the effect She was having on picifico.

Picifico listen intently, knowing that everything that Lady A said was true. She decided at that moment, that no matter what, she would find that calm spot the next time she raised the blowgun to her lips. She had found it once, she knew she could do it again.

All thoughts of the blowgun and her frustration quickly disappeared the moment she felt the Warrior’s talented mouth began working on her sensitive neck. She rolled her head back to give Lady Alison complete access to her, moaning softly as she did.

When Lady Alison heard picifico moan softly, She stopped what She was doing, kissed picifico passionately and then set the girl on her feet.

"Now, you will continue My littling. How many darts do you have left?"

Lady Alison knew, but She wanted to see just how much attention picifico had been paying. It was still possible for picifico to earn her favorite reward, but it would take some doing.

At first, picifico wasn’t sure exactly how many darts she had left, she had to think for a few moments to figure it out. It didn’t help she could still feel the after effects of Lady Alison’s lips.

“I believe I have 20 darts left, that sure doesn’t give me a lot of room for error, does it?”

Lady Alison smiled, "You are right littling. It does not leave much room for error. You can do this I know you can. Focus littling."

Lady Alison gave picifico a small, soft kiss of the forehead, turned her in the direction of her starting point and gave her a small swat with Her hand.

"I shall be watching." Lady Alison tapped the paddle against Her thigh, the smile still on Her face.

With a new found confidence and a bit of a hop in her step, picifico returned to her assigned place. Loading a dart into the weapon she thought to herself. She just had to remind me about the paddle didn’t she? Raising the blowgun she focused, looking from that line of sight she had found once before. Slowly she closed off all distractions, the only thing that mattered was the target. Then she saw it, the exact path the dart needed to travel to reach its mark. Bam not bammmm, BAM not bammm, echoed in her head as she sent the dart on its way. Holding her breath, picifico watched as it sailed though the air, landing on the very edge of the target. Not the best shot but it had hit the target, that’s all that mattered. This time she did not take the time to revel in her success. She immediately picked up another dart and readied it.

Nine more darts left the weapon, eight of them managed to hit the target. In her head picifico did the math quickly. She had ten more darts, five of them needed to hit the target for her to get the reward Lady Alison had mentioned. She smiled thinking the odds were starting to look pretty good. When she placed the next dart in the blowgun, a small sound caught her attention. She shivered when she realized it was the paddle lightly tapping on Lady Alison’s thigh. She had been so caught up in thinking about the reward that she might earn, she had almost forgot about the result if she didn’t get the darts over the line. All of a sudden she became aware of how sore her butt was, the burning sensation became her only thought. Without thinking, she raised the weapon and released another dart. Picifico’s eyes bugged out, when she watched the dart not only miss the target, but land far short of the line.

Without waiting to be told, picifico walked towards Lady A, there was no use putting off the inevitable.

Alison watched patiently as picifico went about her task with renewed determination. She couldn't help but think back to Her own training...Muen made focusing very difficult, but Alison had eventually gotten to the point where She could focus despite Muen's best attempts at distracting Her.

Alison watched as dart after dart hit the target, then She saw it...that same look She had had when She started thinking about promised rewards. Alison tapped the paddle against Her thigh hard enough for picifico to hear. When picifico's next attempt failed to cross the line, Alison just shook Her head and watched as picifico made her way over to stand in front of Her.

Alison wasted no time in pulling picifico across Her lap and laying five firm swats on picifico's backside. Once more, Alison pulled Her littling into Her arms and held her closely for a moment then looked deeply into her eyes.

"You will tell Me what caused you to lose your focus littling. I will accept nothing but the full truth."

Picifico wasn’t sure what was worse, the swats or having to admit to Lady A why she had lost her focus.

“I…I started to think about how close I was to receiving my reward….Then I heard the sound of the paddle and all I could think about was how much my backside was burning.”

Picifico said the last sentence just above a whisper, in a way she hoped Lady Alison had not heard it and would not ask her to repeat herself.

Lady Alison smiled knowingly, having been there Herself.

"It will get easier to hold your focus littling. I promise. Now, get your sexy little ass back over there and concentrate, littling."

Alison softly trailed Her nails over picifico's backside as She sent her on her way.

Sparks shot thought picifico the moment she felt Lady Alison’s nails, she was sure that She had done it on purpose just to make Her point. Knowing that still did not help make the waves of desire she was feeling go away though.

Once in place, picifico went over all the steps required to set her mind on her task. With one dart to spare, she hit the target five more times, which made fifteen in total that had hit the mark. Feeling just a little confident and very happy she looked over her shoulder at Lady A, grinning mischievously.

“I guess that means I get one night to do to you whatever I wish. How about we go double or nothing on this last dart?”

Lady Alison watched as picifico did exactly what She knew she could do. Picifico had the ability to focus she had just proven it. The next lesson Lady Alison would step up the heat and the level of distraction. She smiled when She heard picifico's voice.

"You're on littling." Lady Alison said as She walked over to picifico, pulled her into Her arms and kissed her slowly and deeply, Her hands moving to trace little patterns on picifico's tender backside.

"If you get that dart to the target you shall have your two nights, but what do I get if you don't littling?" Lady A arched one eyebrow quizzically.

Picifico thought for a few seconds, at first she couldn’t think of anything. Then an idea popped into her head.

“How about this? If I miss, you can take me, on stage, in front of everyone in the Lodge.”

As soon the words left her mouth picifico realized exactly what she had just offered. She wanted to retract her words but knew it was too late, the look on Lady Alison’s face told her She liked the idea very much. The offer was on the table and she would stand behind it, no matter what.

Alison had to admire picifico's bravado and her moxie. Lady Alison liked the thought of showing the Lodge just what made this wicked wench so special.

"You have a deal, littling."

Lady Alison then grabbed her, pulled her close, dipped her deeply and kissed her hungrily before stepping back to watch.

The more picifico thought about her end of the offer, the more she realized the idea wasn’t as bad as she first thought. But the idea of having two nights to pleasure Lady Alison, was something she had no intention of losing. She was going to make this shot no matter what… she hoped.

Standing in position, dart in place, picifico went over the steps in her head. When she sent the dart on its way, her heart sank. Immediately she realized it was well off the mark. She had just lost the bet. She was just about to turn away from the target when a gust of wind hit her. When she looked back at the target she couldn’t believe her eyes. Not only had the dart hit the target, it was a bloody bull’s eye.

“Whooooop….Yaaaaaa Hooooo!!!! The Gods are smiling on me today! Thank you Eurus, I owe you one!”

Lady Alison stood behind picifico and watched as she set the dart to fly. Alison couldn't believe it when picifico's shot was aided by a gust of wind. Had it not been for that, Alison would be planning their show for the Lodge. Truth be told, She won either way it turned out, so She couldn't complain.

"It would seem you have a benefactor among the Gods, littling. You did hit the target, so you win."

Lady Alison pulled picifico into Her arms, kissing her softly. Now Lady Alison would take care of the distraction She had been dishing out. She picked picifico up, returned to the stump and sat down upon it, picifico straddling Her thighs. Lady Alison wasted little time in parting picifico's thighs with Her own. She wasted even less time in driving three fingers deeply into a very wet picifico. Her thumb took up residence on picifico's swollen pearl, circling firmly. She brought Her other hand to picifico's breasts and teased first one then the other, rolling and pinching her nipples firmly before Her hand went to picifico's head, using it to guide Her littling closer so that Alison could begin feasting on her neck.

Lady A seemed just as happy that picifico made her last shot as she was. That thought made her very happy, very happy indeed. She started thinking of what she had planned for the Gentle Warrior, before she had a chance to get very far in her musings picifico was in Lady Alison’s arms.

When picifico felt Lady Alison’s talented fingers enter her, she pressed her hips towards Her, craving the touch of her Warrior. With all the excitement she had momentarily forgot just how wet she was, now she was very quickly being reminded.

Fingers tormented her sensitive nipples, and lips soon took up residence on her neck. All she could do was surrender herself to the Warrior, body and soul.

“Oh Gods…Mistress…Yessss…I …aughhhhhh…Yessssss!!!”

Lady Alison bit down firmly when She heard picifico's cry of pleasure, Her fingers driving powerfully in and out of picifico. Alison began raking Her nails up and down picifico's back as She continued Her assault.

When Lady A’s teeth took possession of her neck, picifico just about lost it right then and there. When the nails made contact with the skin of picifico’s back her body arched first away, then pressed towards the intoxicating torment.

To steady herself, she gripped one of Lady Alison’s strong shoulders, her other hand quickly found one of the Lady’s firm breast. Taking the hard nipple between finger and thumb she began rolling it firmly.

Lady Alison kissed picifico softly and took both her wrists in Her hands, pinning them behind picifico's back.

"This is only for your pleasure littling. Mine will come later."

Alison renewed Her assault on picifico, three fingers became four, sliding into picifico's wet tunnel over and over, deep and hard. She curled Her fingers slightly to stroke against that sweet spot inside of Her littling. Lady Alison's mouth rained kisses upon picifico's lips and neck as She plunged ever deeper and harder, Her speed increasing slightly. She was proud of Her littling and wanted her to know it.

Picifico wanted to protest when her hands were removed and held firmly behind her. Any chance of that was silenced when she felt even more of Lady Alison’s hand enter her. Her breathing doubled as her heart rate seemed to match the pace of the Warrior’s hand, her hips rose as much as they could, to meet every thrust, but she needed more.

“Mistress…Pleeease…I want…I need all of you…Pleassssse!!!!!”

Lady Alison simply smiled, tucked Her thumb against Her palm and pressed into Her littling, a soft moan escaping Her lips as She felt picifico wrap around Her hand. Her mouth continued tasting the sweetness of picifico's lips and her neck.

“auhhhh…Goddddds!!”

Picifico was so close she shook with the effort it took to maintain some control. She could feel the Warrior’s hand slide into her, filling her completely. Hungrily she kissed Lady Alison, her tongue needing to feel the heat of the Lady’s mouth. When Lady A pulled away she groaned in protest, until she felt those talented lips on her neck.

Lady Alison started driving deeply into picifico, twisting and turning Her hand at the end of every stroke. She had one goal in mind and began focusing all Her attention towards achieving that goal. Harder and faster She thrust Her hand into picifico, Her mouth devouring Her littling's neck...tender kisses and gentle nips, broken up by deep soul searing kisses.

Every nerve in picifico’s body felt as if it was on fire, a feeling of euphoria clouded her thoughts. This time it was her that pulled back from the Warrior’s lips.

“Nowwwww…Please Mistress….nowwwwww…may I?!!!!

Lady Alison simply nodded her head and captured picifico's lips again as She thrust in deeply one more time, feeling Her littling contract violently around Her hand as Lad Alison reached Her goal.

Muscles tensed and tendons strained when picifico felt her body react to the nod of Lady Alison’s head. She felt the heat moving throughout her entire body as she plummeted over the edge. Her cries of pleasure, lost to the depths of the Warrior’s mouth. Picifico never took her lips from Lady Alison’s the entire time the spasms racked over her body then slowly subsided to a slight tremor.

Lady Alison slowly brought picifico down and when picifico's body allowed, She gently pulled from her. She immediately wrapped Her arms around picifico, pulling her tight against Her chest, softly stroking her hair.

"I am very proud of you, littling. You proved you have it in you to master the weapon. You can focus, when you put your mind to it, that is. Next lesson we will continue working on your concentration. The next lesson will also be a little more difficult, but again not so difficult that you can not do it..if...you...focus, littling."

Even threw the haze of her satisfaction, picifico registered exactly what Lady Alison was saying. One thing grabbed her attention, in a half mumble, half squeak she asked.

“More difficult? You’re kidding right?”

"No littling, I am not kidding. Your lessons will grow in difficulty as your ability to focus does. I will never make the task so difficult that you cannot accomplish it, if...you...focus. Any other questions, littling?"

“No, I trust you completely, I know you will not ask me to do anything that I am not capable of.”

Picifico tentatively kissed Lady Alison, “Thank you, for all of this, for everything.”

Lady Alison returned picifico's kiss tenderly, then softly whispered in her ear, "Littling, you are most welcome. I am very grateful to have you in My life. Now, how about we gather up your darts and return to our room. I believe you have a reward to collect."

At the mention of her reward, picifico jumped off Lady Alison’s lap and began almost franticly searching for her stray darts. She left the ones in the target figuring Lady A could get those, She was just moving way too slow for picifico.

Lady Alison chuckled as picifico took off in a burst of speed, seemed She wasn't the only one anxious for picifico to claim her reward.

(End Day 2)...

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(Day 3) --

Lady Alison awoke to find Herself in a rather good mood. Sleepily, She looked over at picifico who was still sleeping and smiled...there lay the reason for Her mood. Lady Alison began softly kissing picifico, in an attempt to waken her.

Picifico’s first conscious thought was, “yup, love it when I have dreams like this”. After a few moments she realized it was not dream. The second she did, picifico began to respond to Lady Alison’s soft lips, a small sleepy sigh was muffled by the Lady’s talented mouth.

"Rise and shine, sleepy head. No rest for wicked, naughty wenches in training."

When picifico responded in something akin to English, Lady Alison scooped her up and carried her to the bath and stepped down in to it, settling picifico on Her lap.

"Today, My littling, your training is going to be a wee bit different."

Lady Alison’s strong arms and the warm water surrounding her body was the enough to bring her fully awake. Picifico’s mind raced thinking of all the possibilities, some good, some very good but that also had her wondering just what the Lady had in mind.

“Uhhhhh...different, what kind of different?”

Lady Alison had to smile at the look of confused trepidation on picifico’s face.

"Different as in different, littling. I assure you that you will still end up learning but, I am in the mood to play."

Muen had done to Her, what She was fixing to do to picifico and Alison knew much was to be learned this day.

The smile that was on Lady Alison’s face was not helping picifico with her curiosity or her growing nervousness. The moment picifico heard the words “in the mood to play” she found her mouth getting rather dry. But her curiosity won out and she pushed the envelope just a little further.

“I don’t suppose You plan on letting me in on just what you have in mind, do You?”

Alison simply smiled, kissed picifico and set her on the edge of the tub as She rose, dried and sauntered into the bedchamber. “You might give some thought to joining Me littling. Would hate to have to start the day out reddening your ass. Well, I wouldn't hate it but you know what I mean. Come along wench."

Picifico sat on the side of the tub and watched Lady Alison dry Her spectacular body, which DID not help with her current state of mind, by the way. All she could do was sit there, mouth slightly ajar, running way too many scenarios around in her head. The moment she heard Lady A mention ass reddening she bolted for the bed chamber. It wasn’t until she was there that she realized she was now dripping all over the floor. “shit, shit, shit” picifico turned on a dime, almost wiping out on the now wet floor, and quickly retrieved a towel to dry herself. She knew it didn’t take her long but it didn’t feel that way when she reentered the room.

Alison was in the process of dressing when a dripping wet, and not in the good way, picifico came into the bedroom. She had to laugh when picifico ran back out of the room and was still doing so when she ran back in.

"Forgive Me littling. You are just so damn cute when you get flustered."

Alison walked over to her and wrapped Her arms tightly around her. Lady Alison placed several soft kisses on picifico's lips.

"Better, littling?" Alison asked with a wink and then went back to dressing.

“Better? Oh… ya, much. I take it we are going out?”

Lady Alison finished pulling on Her trademark boots before turning towards picifico. "Dress, littling. One of My shirts and your boots will do just fine. And yes, we are going out."

Lady Alison made Her way to the cabinet for Her assorted blowguns and accessories. She pulled two containers of darts from it and pulled down a couple more blowguns, these a good three feet longer than the one She normally used. She placed the darts in Her bag then turned back to picifico.

"Are you ready wench?"

While Lady moved around the room, picifico quickly grabbed her boots and one of the Lady’s shirts, which seemed to be what she was wearing quite often these days. She had the shirt on and was just pulling on her second boot when Lady A asked if she was ready.

“Yes Mistress, just about.”

Lady Alison crossed the floor with a quick purposeful stride, grabbed picifico by one wrist, pushed her over the arm of a nearby chair, flipped the tail of the shirt up and brought Her hand down against the sexy ass several times quickly. The strokes were no meant for punishment, more as a warning. Alison kissed her deeply and headed towards the door, pausing to grab the weapons She had picked out.

"Come on, woman. Grab that bag, too."

Picifico knew what calling Lady Alison, Mistress, did to Her and sometimes she could not help herself, this time she was caught off guard by the Lady’s quick response. She planned on being a little more selective when she did that from now on.

“Right behind you Lady A.”

She figured that might be a safer place to be at the moment. Eyeing the bag suspiciously, picifico grabbed it and followed Lady A down the hall.

Lady Alison headed out the door, down the hall and descended the stairs. She could hear picifico right behind Her and smiled...okay so it was technically more of a wicked grin, as they headed out of the Lodge.

They reached the clearing in short time and Lady Alison turned to picifico,

"Today, we are going to play a little game of shoot Me if you can. Don't worry, there are no tips on the darts, just a harmless pocket of dye."

Relief flooded over picifico the moment she realized what Lady Alison had in mind. She had a distinct feeling she was going to be a lovely shade of purple from head to toe, but she could live with that. Hades, she might even get Lady A a time or two. If she hit Her just once, picifico would consider the day a success.

“That sounds great mi’Lady! How are we going to do this? I don’t suppose I will get some kind of advantage; you are a master, after all?”

"I will give you a three minute head start, littling, but you may under no circumstances leave this area. You may use the trees, rocks, anything to conceal yourself, but you can't leave this part of the land. Understand?"

Today was going to be one of "play" but it would also allow Lady Alison to observe picifico's abilities as both the hunter and the hunted.  "Later, we will use the longer ones, but for this I want you using your weapon, remember what you have learned and let's see how many times you can hit Me. Also remember, I shall be trying to hit you as well. Any questions?"

Picifico listened carefully to everything Lady Alison was saying, the tracking she figured she would do not too bad in, even the hiding part would be fun. The only thing she had to worry about, was the part where she had to actually hit a moving target, namely Lady A. Unless she found one heck of a hiding spot she was not going to have the luxury of time to get her shot off exactly how she wanted.

“Nope, not a one. Well maybe one. Is this gonna hurt?”

Lady Alison smiled at picifico's question. "A lot will depend on the distance of the shot, but, it will sting...just enough to get your attention."

Alison pulled picifico close and kissed her tenderly, "If you have no questions, I suggest you get your sexy ass moving. Three minutes is not long."

As soon as the words were out of Lady A’s mouth, picifico was running full bore towards the tree line. The first thing she had to do was get into the trees, to avoid leaving any tracks but she couldn’t do that until she was out of Lady Alison’s sights.

She was about 20 yards into the trees when she started to look skyward for a good place to start. It wasn’t long before she spotted the perfect tree. If Lady A figured out she had headed for the trees, She would follow the most obvious route. The tree picifico was looking at was very close to a group of trees to one side, that is the direction Lady A would assume she went. Picifico had other plans, the opposite direction was a single spruce, it would be a bit of a jump but picifico was sure she could make it. The tree would provide excellent cover, so when lady A was looking for her in the other direction, picifico figured it would be a great opportunity to get a good shot off.

Alison walked around the clearing giving picifico the head start. When the time came, Lady Alison stealthfully made Her way into the stand of trees picifico had entered. Instead of rushing in, She stopped and stood still, listening carefully. She heard a rustling off to one side and the hairs on the back of Her neck stood up. Picifico was nearby, Alison could feel her. She began to head towards the clump of trees when a flash of color caught Her eye. Alison stepped back out the way She had come and circled around until She had a clearer view. She smiled, glad to know Her littling thought off the ground...that would serve her well with this weapon. Alison readied a dart and prepared to launch when She dropped the dart on the ground. She bent over to pick it up. As She was rising, She felt a sting She was quite familiar with on Her backside and let out a small gasp, more from surprise than pain.

"Good shot littling. Let's see you do it again."

Lady Alison headed back into the clearing and quickly headed up a tree...slowly and carefully moving from one to the other until She spied picifico, her attention in the wrong place.

Lady Alison launched a dart and smiled when She heard picifico's curse.

Picifico was chuckling to herself about her good fortune in hitting Lady A so early in the game. She would not have had the chance if Lady Alison had not dropped Her dart. As soon as the shot hit, she scurried down the tree and quickly found another while Lady headed to the clearing. She was so intent on watching the obvious path she never saw or heard it coming. “Splat” the dart landed right in the centre of her back.

“Holy Hades Horns, shit that hurt!!”

Picifico looked behind her and saw Lady A crouched in a tree not five yards from her. Now it was picifico’s turn to head to the clearing, this time she chose not to head for the trees, instead she found a patch of long grass, crouched down and waited.

It wasn’t long before she saw Lady Alison standing just inside the tree line. She was looking over the entire clearing, somehow she had figured out picifico had not headed back into the trees. To be safe, picifico pressed her body tightly to the ground, hoping the Warrior would not see her and would walk into picifico’s range.

Lady Alison watched as picifico headed towards the clearing, but didn't see her pass the tree line. That left only one option.

Lady Alison stepped back into the trees, a smile on Her face. She knew these trees far better than picifico and She was going to use that to Her advantage. She stuck Her blowgun in its pouch and started to climb, making Her way thru the tree tops until She could see picifico. Credit was due, she was pressed very tightly to the ground, not moving...the wench was waiting for Her to step into view...she was in for a surprise. Lady Alison smiled when Her next shot landed right on picifico's backside. Alison retreated back into the thickness of the tree tops.

“Ouch!!! Centaurs droppings, where did you come from?”

There was no answer to picifico’s question, only a slight rustling of trees behind her. Figuring it didn’t matter anymore, picifico stood up while rubbing her now purple butt. She had to figure out a new strategy and fast. Lady Alison knew these woods a lot better than she did and was a far superior shot.

Just then an idea popped into her head. Lady A had made the rules quite clear as to where she could and could not go, but did not specify how picifico was to make her shots count.

As she jogged towards the trees, in the opposite direction she had heard Lady A last, she pulled all but a couple darts from her bag. One at a time she removed the small packets of dye and put the unused darts back in her bag. A couple yards inside the trees she looked around for just the right spot. Smiling she saw it right away, a young sapling stood tall just on the side of the path. Quickly she set the trap, placing all the dye packets in a sling that she made from the strap on her bag. She then bent the sapling to the ground tying it with a piece of lace from her boot. Carefully she lined everything up and stood back to admire her handy work. The only thing left to do was lure Lady Alison down this particular path.

Lady Alison watched as picifico made her way back into the trees, the back of the shirt picifico wore spotting two splotches of purple. Alison returned to the ground quietly, not wanting to alert picifico. She kept just inside the cover of the trees and quickly made Her way around the clearing to where picifico had entered the woods. She crouched behind a fallen log, slowing Her breathing and watching for signs of movement.

After setting the trap, picifico had found a small bush to hide in while she figured out just how she was going to lure Lady A to this particular spot. She had not been there long when she sensed something wasn’t right. Carefully she scanned the area; she didn’t see anything but was sure Lady A was nearby. She figured she had not been spotted because she had not felt the now familiar sting of a dart. Looking around to see what area Lady A was most likely hiding in, she quickly planned her escape slash ambush.

Like a rabbit from its den, picifico bolted from her hiding spot running as fast as she could, hoping the Warrior would take the bait.

Alison heard the breaking and snapping of twigs on the ground and spotted picifico running down a little used trail. Alison took off after her, blowgun in hand, dart ready to deliver some more color to picifico.

She saw picifico ahead of Her and decided She was going to catch the wench.

She felt Her foot catch on something and before She could see what it was, Her entire chest was covered in purple dye.

"Picifico, come here…Now!!!"

Picifico wasn’t ten yards down the path when she heard two things. First the sound of the dart packets hitting something, hopefully Lady A, and then four words that stopped her dead in her tracks. When she looked back she saw Lady A standing in the middle of the trail, Her chest a very nice shade of purple and Her face a not so nice shade of red.

Briefly, picifico thought it might be a good idea to keep going and find a very secure hiding place until Lady Alison calmed down. That idea was quickly discarded, she knew if she did that, Lady A would be twice as mad when she did come out of hiding.

Reluctantly, picifico started down the path towards the furious Warrior, this was not going to be good, not good at all. The closer she got to Lady Alison, the slower her pace, for some reason her legs just did not want to move. She figured it might have to do with the low growl she could now hear coming from Lady A.

Lady Alison waited for picifico to stand before Her and when she at last arrived, having walked like someone going to the gallows, Lady Alison looked at her for a moment without speaking. Very slowly, a grin began to appear on Lady Alison’s face.

“First off, well set trap, littling. Second, care to tell Me why you did not use your weapon, as you were instructed?”

The trap had been a good one and showed Alison that picifico could think on her feet, for that she would be praised…as for the other…

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“First off, well set trap, littling. Second, care to tell Me why you did not use your weapon, as you were instructed?”

The trap had been a good one and showed Alison that picifico could think on her feet, for that she would be praised…as for the other…

Once picifico saw the grin on Lady Alison’s face she relaxed considerably.

“uhhhhh, thank You mi'Lady. The idea for the trap just came to me. I thought that with Your superior knowledge of the area and Your skills with the blowgun being far better than mine, i needed to be a little creative to get You more than once.”

Picifico wasn’t sure if the Warrior was pleased with her or not. It was hard to tell by the look on Her face. That alone made picifico a little nervous.

Lady Alison stood there looking down into picifico's face.

"The trap was an excellent bit of quick thinking on your part. Well done My littling."

Lady A hugged picifico tightly for a moment then stepped back. She wanted an answer and She would have it.

"Now, for the other matter. Care to tell Me why you did not use your weapon, as you had been told to do?"

The grin faded somewhat when Lady A asked Her question.

Picifico couldn’t help but feel pleased that Lady A liked the trap. When the question was repeated, she knew that all was not good, she had not followed the instructions given to her and she knew it.

“I’m not good enough with it to hit You, i…i… just thought it was the only way i could get You with the dye.”

Alison simply turned around showing picifico the purple mark on Her backside.

"I would say you are good enough, littling. This game was not about frustrating you or making you feel pressured. I wanted to see not only if you had been paying attention to your lessons but your hunting skills. I am quite happy with some of your tactics today, heading up the trees was excellent and with this weapon it is an excellent place to shoot from. This was also not a contest between us, but an exercise for us."

Lady Alison stood there for a moment watching picifico doing the "oh hell I have done stepped in it" dance, before speaking again.

"So what do you have to say for yourself?"

“Ahhhh….well it’s just that….i don’t know. When i hit You it was just a fluke, if You had not dropped Your dart i wouldn’t have had the chance. I…i guess…the only thing i can say is, i’m sorry.”

Picifico wanted to be anywhere, but standing in front of Lady A, at this very moment. She shuffled from one foot to the other and fidgeted with the weapon in her hand.

"Littling, you took advantage of the opportunity you were given and did so quickly, therefore it was not a fluke. I am proud of you for thinking so quickly and taking the shot. So what do you think I should do with you now?"

Now picifico was really confused, she wasn’t sure if she was in trouble or not. She did the only thing she could think of; she made a smart ass reply.

“Ahhh… a nice hot bath sounds good.”

As soon as she said the words, picifico realized she had just managed to stick her foot in her mouth again. Running for the hills was starting to look like a very good idea.

Alison stood there shaking Her head, forcing Herself not to laugh. Humor was a large part of the bond between them and picifico had saved her sexy ass more than once by making Alison laugh. Now was not one of those times.

"Nice try littling. That will come later. Since you don't know what to do with you then I shall decide what to do with you. You will go get one of the long blowguns for Me and bring it back. After that you will march your sexy little ass back to the lodge and bring back two shirts and My paddle. Got it?"

“Yes, mi’Lady.”

Relieved to have any reason to not be standing in front of the Warrior, picifico quickly went to retrieve the longer blowgun. When she handed it to Lady Alison she hoped to see by the look in Her eyes just how ticked the Warrior was. To her frustration Lady A’s face did not give away anything.

As she headed back to the Lodge, picifico mumbled to her self “just don’t know when to shut my mouth, should have just stayed quiet”.

It didn’t take long to get the shirts and the paddle, she had run as fast as she could to the Lodge. The last thing she needed right now was to piss Lady Alison off, because She had to wait too long.

Still breathing heavy, she handed Lady A the requested items. Personally, she would liked to have thrown the paddle in the pond, but handed it to Lady Alison instead.

Lady Alison had given serious thought to using the longer tube to dart picifico all the way to the Lodge, but She just couldn't bring Herself to do it. Picifico was too far away for Lady A to see the look that would have hit picifico's face if she had been hit from about 500 yds away. Alison did have to smile when She saw picifico racing to the Lodge and back. Try as She might, She just couldn't stay angry with Her littling, but picifico didn't need to know that. Picifico needed to know that when it came to her safety, Lady Alison was dead serious, so to speak. She laid the shirts down on a large rock. She then looked into picifico's eyes.

"You will lay over that rock and I do not want to see you move. You will learn that about some things I am very serious, littling. Now do you have anything to say before I redden that ass of yours?"

“No Lady A.”

Picifico’s first reaction was to try to use humor to get her out of the current situation, luckily she managed to keep her mouth shut. The look in the Warrior’s eyes told her now was not the time for bad jokes.

Slowly she walked to the rock and laid her body across it. Every second seemed like it went by in slow motion as she waited.

Lady Alison wasted little time before She brought the paddle against picifico's ass rapidly and very firmly and did not stop until picifico's sexy ass was cherry red.

"Until I tell you otherwise, from here on, that weapon is to be upon your person at ALL times. And I mean ALL times littling. Do you understand Me?" Alison drove Her point home by raking Her nails semi firmly over picifico's ass.

Picifico’s fingers gripped the rock, trying to keep herself from making a sound as the paddle landed on her tender ass. She had managed to keep quiet until Lady A’s nails moved over the heated surface of her butt, then a small groan escaped her lips.

“Yes i understand, at all times….”

Picifico thought about if for a second then decided she had better ask.

“Even when i sleep?”

Lady Alison, tenderly pulled picifico from across the rock and held her at arm's length, "The only exception is bathing...the water is not good for the wood. And that even includes during..."

Alison pushed picifico back over the rock, placed the blowgun in her hand and roughly drove three fingers deep inside of picifico. She thrust hard and fast, one goal in mind.

The sudden feeling of Lady Alison’s fingers driving into her almost caused her to drop the weapon. Just before it slipped from her fingers a small voice in her head reminded her just why she was holding it in the first place. Picifico gripped the blowgun tight, she was not going to drop the bloody thing for love nor money.

Lady Alison did not relent, in fact She began driving in and out of picifico even harder and faster...occasionally raking Her nails over picifico's red ass.

Picifico’s hand shook she gripped the weapon so tightly, everything Lady Alison was doing to her was driving her very quickly to the edge but she was determined to not let go. Her back arched every time Lady A’s nails moved across her skin. Her hips thrust toward the Lady’s talented fingers, hungry for more.

Lady Alison smiled, tucked Her thumb and slid Her hand inside of picifico, twisting back and forth deep inside her, rubbing Her knuckles roughly against that spot inside. Lady Alison then used Her free hand and raked Her nails from picifico's neck down her back and over her ass.

Somehow picifico managed to remember she had something in her hand that she needed to hold onto, despite the wonderful feeling of being so completely filled by the Lady’s hand. Every nerve in her body seemed to be sensitive to everything around her, even the slight breeze that brushed over her skin sent shivers down her spine. So when she felt the nails going from her neck to her ass, she almost lost not only the object but her control. Picifico’s whole body shook from the effort to hold her orgasm back for just a few more moments.

“Pleeeeease Mistress….I…pleasssssse…nowww…may I?!!!!!!

Alison twisted and turned inside her, purred in her ear softly, then whispered, "Yes, littling. You may."

As Lady Alison felt picifico start to explode She raked Her nails all over picifico's ass.

Not needing to be told twice, picifico felt her release slam through her. Just as she felt that wonderful sensation gripping her Lady Alison’s nails sent her just that much higher. Ever muscle in her body tensed, her head bent back as she cried out.

“Aughhhhhh…Godsssssss…Lady AAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!

Lady Alison continued moving in picifico until She was able to finally remove Her hand. She pulled picifico against Her holding her tightly.

"Now, wench we will continue with your training. That is unless you disobey then you will find yourself across those rocks again. Understood?"

Still trembling from the aftershocks, picifico took comfort in Lady Alison’s strong arms. The last thing she wanted to think about at the moment was training but the way her butt felt she wasn’t about to say it.

“Yes Lady Alison. May i ask what we are going to do next?”

Alison reached into the bag, pulled out a target, gave picifico a smile and then proceeded about 400 yds from where picifico stood. Alison secured the target to a tree and walked back to picifico.

"First, you and I shall take a swim and get some of this purple of us both, then you are going to hit that target, littling. Questions?"

Picifico looked from Lady Alison, to the target, then back to Lady A again. She was sure the Warrior had been in the heat just a little too long today. She couldn’t be serious.

“Uhhhh, that’s a pretty long distance how am i supposed to hit that?”

"Same way you hit the last one littling. You'll just be using a different tube and having to do some aiming, but I have faith in you. You can do this. We will talk about it after our swim." Lady Alison took off running in the direction of the pond, calling back over Her shoulder, "Last one in is a rotten egg."

Never one to turn down a challenge picifico took of after the Warrior. Laughing as she ran picifico yelled at Lady Alison’s back.

“First one in eats it!”

Just as they reached the water's edge, Lady Alison came to a dead stop and watched with a huge grin on Her face as picifico hit the water. "I figured since you put it that way, then I should let you be the first one in. You look hungry."

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After a refreshing swim, a wee bit of play time and a few minutes lying under the sun, Lady A looked at picifico, "Time to return to your training littling. I am really happy with your progress, you learn well and quickly...when you choose to that is. Your skill with the sword is very good but I would prefer it if you didn't have to get that close to an enemy. Before we get back to practicing I just wanted to make sure you didn't have any questions or things that are concerning you. You really are doing well."

Lady Alison cuddled picifico closely, watching the wheels turn.

Picifico’s mind kicked into overdrive, Gods she had so many questions she didn’t know where to start. Before she spoke, she realized that only two really needed an answer, the rest could wait for another time, most if them she was sure would be answered as time went by anyways.

“Well, just a couple for now. First, how long will it take before my training will be considered complete and secondly, do I really have to carry the blowgun everywhere I go?”

Lady Alison smiled before She spoke, Muen and Her had had much the same conversation many years ago.

"When you can hit the target I just attached to that tree back there on a consistent basis, from a variety of distances and positions, I will consider the training portion over. That does not mean you get to put it down and use it only when you feel like it. It requires practice littling...even I practice, several hours a week. And yes, until I tell you otherwise. We will spend a good deal of time later on making them and making the darts. I am also going to teach you about tipping them."

Looking at the target that seemed a very long distance away, picifico sighed; she had a feeling she had a lot more training ahead of her. It wasn’t that she minded, she just wasn’t sure if she would ever be as good as Lady Alison seemed to think she could be. The last thing she wanted to do was disappoint the patient Warrior.

Picifico rolled the weapon from back and forth in her hand. The idea of carrying it all the time was frustrating to say the least. She was already thinking of a way to carry it without it getting in her way all the time. Considering its length that was not going to be easy.

When Lady A made the remark about learning to make and tip the darts, picifico couldn’t help but grin. Something told her that to do this she and Lady Alison would have to be working in pretty close quarters. Her mind raced with all the possible things that she could do while the Warriors hands were other wise occupied. Mentally giving herself a shake, she realized that if she kept thinking along these lines she would not be able to concentrate at all.

“Sounds good to me, I kinda like the idea of learning to make and tip the darts.”

"I just bet you do littling. I warn you now some of the things we will be using to tip them are poisonous so great care WILL be taken. You will learn to make your own blowgun and darts, from scratch, so you see you still have plenty to learn. I hope you didn't really think you'd be shooting at things 500 feet away, effective range for the longer ones is between 200 and 250 feet. The one you carry is about two feet long and is good up to 20 - 25 feet. You, My littling will master both."

Alison stood, offered Her hand and waited.

When picifico heard the word poison she cringed a bit, so much for having fun when tipping the darts. But that didn’t mean she couldn’t play a little when they were making the actual darts.

Placing her smaller hand in Lady A’s, picifico had to smile. This training thing was looking better and better.

“So what’s next?”

Lady Alison pulled picifico in tightly and kissed her hungrily before answering.

"Now littling, we will see how many times you can hit that target from 200 feet. The longer the tube, the greater the speed at which the dart leaves the tube and the further it will go, but you have to do some aiming because unlike close up use, the dart can not fly in a straight line, it must be arched in. I have faith in you littling."

They walked over and Lady A picked up the longer tubes and walked to the right spot. Smiling into picifico's eyes Lady A turned loaded a dart and launched, the dart sticking in the middle of the target. "Now you try it."

The kiss almost buckled picifico’s knees, but she was determined not to let Lady Alison know that. She stood, a little weak kneed, and watched as the dart flew in a slight arch to the target. It didn’t look like it was too much different than the other one, she just had to figure out the right angle. She was a little unsure about the length, she wondered just how hard she would have to blow to get the dart thru the weapon and have it fly the additional distance. Shrugging her shoulders, she figured there was only one way to find out. She loaded the blowgun and put it to her lips, bammmmm, she sent the dart flying through the air. Picifico was surprised when the dart hit the tree the target was on, she didn’t hit the target but did manage to sink the dart into the tree’s bark about five feet above the target. With a shit eatin grin she looked over at Lady A.

“Like that?”

Lady Alison watched as picifico loaded and launched, watched the flight and smiled as it stuck in the tree above the target. She had to chuckle at the look on picifico's face when her shot hit the tree.

"Yes, littling, like that. Try lowering the end of your tube a couple inches and give it another try."

Doing as Lady Alison suggested, picifico adjusted her aim just a bit. When the dart came up a little short she didn’t even stop to think. She just grabbed another dart and let it fly, it wasn’t a bull’s eye but it was on the target. Feeling a little cocky picifico turned to Lady A.

“I think I am starting to get the hang of this.”

Alison watched the dart fall short and was going to tell her to do it again when picifico did just that, launching another dart towards the target. Lady A smiled when it hit the target.

"Yes, littling you are and it won't be long before you are "Robin Hooding" them on the target."

Taking the Lady’s words as an invitation to continue, picifico turned her attention back to the task at hand. She shot several more dart, all of them coming close to if not landing on target. She found every shot just a little easier than the last. Picifico just kept shooting, dart after dart, without stopping to taking a break. She didn’t even notice the she was getting a little light headed. When she lifted the weapon to shoot again, she was sure her eyes were playing tricks on her, somehow the target had disappeared and all she could see was blue sky. It was then that she realized she was flat on her back still holding the blowgun to her lips. Slowly she lowered the weapon to the ground beside her then tried to get back to her feet. About half way up she ended up right back where she started. Picifico couldn’t bring herself to look in Lady A’s direction, she was sure the Warrior was not going to look very pleased.

Lady Alison watched and watched, crossed Her arms and watched some more as picifico launched dart after dart after dart without taking a break. She just stood there, knowing what was going to happen if she continued. Alison knew because Muen had watched Her do the same damn thing and like Muen, Alison was not pleased. Alison stood there, resisting the urge to stop picifico, knowing in Her heart she would have to learn the hard way...just as her Mistress had learned.

Alison just shook Her head when picifico's ass hit the ground, twice. Lady A walked over, knelt down beside picifico and helped her to a sitting position.

"You are going to have one hell of a headache tomorrow, littling. Now would you care to tell Me why you didn't bother to take in air for yourself?"

Alison knew the answer, it would be the same one She had given Muen. Thankfully, Muen had also taught Her how to relieve those headaches.

Picifico sat listening to Lady Alison speak, she had a sneaking suspicion the Lady was not amused. She shook her head a few times trying to shake the fuzzies out of her brain.

“Ahhhh….I’m sorry Lady A, I…I just didn’t think about it. Everything was going so good, I didn’t want to jinx myself by stopping….. Did you say headache?”

Now that She knew picifico was okay, Alison did the same thing Muen had done...She sat down, pulled picifico over Her thighs and proceeded to deliver a short but firm spanking before pulling picifico into Her arms.

"Yes, littling I said headache. Lucky for you, I also know how to alleviate them…if I choose to do so. When it was Me looking up at the sky and Muen asked Me the same question, I gave her the same answer, almost word for word, littling. You must remember that you need air too and that taking a break is not only a good thing but a necessary one. This will be the last time I tell you about that, next time I will blister your ass good and I will let you suffer thru the headache. I can assure you, it is not a pleasant one. Now on a happier note, I am very proud of you and you are right littling, you are starting to get the hang of it and I have no doubts you will master it...just do Me a favor and not try and do it all at once again." Lady Alison kissed her softly as they sat there. Alison knew how long it took for that light headed feeling to completely fade.

Still a little fuzzy brained and a lot sore from the spanking she had received, picifico let herself enjoy the feeling of the Warrior’s strong arms holding her securely. She realized what a hair brained thing she had done and a lot of the cockiness she had felt earlier faded rather quickly.

Picifico returned Lady A’s kiss tenderly, somehow the Lady’s lips seemed to help the sting of embarrassment fade from her mind.

“I promise Lady Alison, you will not have to worry about me doing that again.”

Lady Alison smiled, running Her fingers thru Her littling's hair, "We shall see littling. I have a sneaky suspicion we share much...including a wee stubborn streak. Now, gather up the darts and we shall retire to practice things that are much more fun."

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The End - 'Training Day' - by Lady Ally & Picifico

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