Page 28 of Master My Love

“They were very nice, yes,” she admitted.

“One day, you’ll have totell me about them, and we’ll see about making them come true.”He paused briefly, gently stroking her cheek before adding, “But for now, I can’t help but wonder what’s going on in your head considering you’re strapped to a bench with a freshly punished bottom, yet your manners are still sadly lacking.”

Manners. Crap! The moment he said it, she realized her mistake.

“Yes, sir. I mean, yes, master. Yes, Master Eric, uh, sir,” she blurted out. Why was it so hard to remember?

His soft chuckle drifted overher. “That covers all the bases. Master will do, however. To improve your memory for the next time, you get ten with the paddle.”

After leaning in to kiss her forehead, he rose quickly. As he moved behind her, Val heard him utter, “These are in my way.”

An instant later, she let out a startled cry when, in a flash, her yoga pants and what little protection they provided were in a twist around her knees.

He applied the paddle swiftly and crisply, alternating sides. With no discussion or rubbing of any kind in between, he spread theswatsaround, ensuring every inch of her panty-clad rear end got a taste of his leather.

The flexible paddle had more give than his hand, but it still stung a lot. After the fourth splat, she yelped. By the eighth, she invoked his name. On the tenth, she was pleading with him. “I’ll be good, master. From now on I’ll remember. I promise.”

His hand returned after this second round, lightly caressing and kneading her flesh. The sting changed to a pleasant warmth that spread to adjacent areas. As he continued, her desire grew, unfurling low in her belly and moving down to her pussy, which had grown wet and tingly.

Val squirmed, trying to rub her thighs together. But bent over the bench, knees apart, and restrained hand and foot, she could getno relief.

“This is one of my favoritepaddles. Inside its thin flexible plastic which by itself would be harsh, but the leather lessensthe impact and sting. It’s more of a play paddle, and not somethingI’d choose for discipline. Still, we can check this off your list of implements for today’s lesson.”

“My bottom is on fire, so I respectfully disagree—about the not good for discipline part, master.”

“Perhaps, but your squirming tells me other parts are on fire, too. Am I right?”

“Can I plead the fifth?” she quipped in an attempt at humor.

“No, but you can say ‘red,’” he advised, sounding unamused. “Otherwise, you need to be honest, which is crucial in a power exchange. Lying would earn you a lot more with something stouter than a play paddle.”

Oh boy. She’d touched on a sensitive area. Since he’d been sticking to rounds of ten, so far, which was plenty, and the paddle was stout enough for her, and because she didn’t want this to end with a safeword, she gave him the answer he’d asked for.

“Other parts of me are burning, master. My face, for example.”

His laughter soothed her nearly as much as his hand and signaled a return of the easygoing dom from earlier. At least she hoped so, for her bottom’s sake.

“Truthful, but evasive,” he quipped, giving her upthrust ass cheeks a light pat. “That’s walking a fine line, Valerie. Since I have more lessons to teach, we’ll move on.”

“I’m all ears, master.”

“And full of attitude,” he countered.

“Sorry.”

“Mm-hmm...” His hum sounded skeptical. “Another important thing about safewords,” he said, getting back on topic. “They should be well-established before every scene. If your dominant doesn’t ask, he or sheis negligent. You should end the scene immediately because they are not fit to play with. Understood?”

“Understood,” she repeated.

“Committed couples often develop their own special words, but as with Marco and Lyla the other night, if no one else understands the meaning, they aren’t effective in a public scene. Therefore, we use the traditional stoplight here at Decadence.Shouting red gets everyone’s attention and brings help right away. Any questions?”

“No, master.”

“Good, let’s proceed.”

He gave her bikini panties a sharp tug, but instead of going the way of her pants,they went up, wedging between her cheeks.Val jerked in surprise, the metal hardware and cuffs the only thing keeping her in position.

“Easy, now. I can’t see what I’m doing when you’re covered. And you don’t get the full effect, whether pleasure or pain.”

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