~ She followed her Lord's car that night to his Lord's car that night to his new place. A little scared on what punishment she will be faced with for hurting the sub, though it doesn't fully matter because she knows she earned whatever he does to her. With a sigh she pulls into his driveway. ~
Her Lord walks over to the car and opens the door. Speaking in a calm commanding voice, "We have a long night ahead of us little one."
Turning off the car she gets out. They walk up to the townhouse in the community. Walking in a soft smell of cigarette smoke reaches her nose. The furniture is simple: A painting table for minis, a couple of chairs, and a TV in the corner, a kitchen to the right, and stairs just in front.
She pauses at the stairs enjoying the fact she is back with her Lord as he continues up.
"Hurry up little one, do not make me wait." comes his hardening voice.
Going up the stairs she finds him waiting at the bedroom door. Bowing her head she removes her cape and leaves it at the door as she walks in. Noticing immediately the king size bed with restraints on the posts, then the Saint Andrew's Cross to the left of the bed and to the right a night stand with scented oils and lubes set out on it along with a four drawer dresser also with who knows what hidden in the drawers. Also to the right, a small closet in the corner most likely, hiding an array of outfits for her to one-day wear.
"Take off your clothes little one and show me what is rightfully mine." He commands.
Moving to the night stand she removes her heeled boots, her toes painted lack. Then goes her shirt with her boobs bouncing free, nipples erect and hard. Before she gets her hands on her belt her Lord is removing it for her.
"Nice flat leather belt my pet. It will serve well in punishing you. Now finish getting your pants off and lay rear up on the bed." He says moving back, no smile on his face.
As she removes her pants and her rear is shown along with a trimmed cunt. His smile is seen.
"Such a well minded slave. Remembering well how to present my body and keep it healthy." comes his approval.
"Of course my Lord, it has always been your body and I have always cared for it to keep it how you liked." Comes her voice; unwavering but not bold like her Domme self.
With that she lays down with her plump ass face up. Her Lord moves around putting on the restraints so she can not free herself. He then takes the belt folding it in half and snaps it finding it is nice and supple.
"Your belt is nice pet, I wonder why?" he asks calmly already aware of why.
"I've used that belt on my subs my Lord" she replies calmly.
"That's easy to tell pet, not it is going to be used on you." He says as the belt whistles in the air before coming down hard on her ass.
She cries out as the belt hits. Immediately a red welt forms where the belt struck her white ass.
"One my Lord." she says her voice tearful.
There is no resentment on his face as he strikes her ten more time just as hard.
She chokes out the last hit, "Eleven my Lord"
He doesn't swing again, asking curiously, "Will you hurt your sub like that again?"
"Noo... my Lord... I'll never strike my... sub like that again." said his pet. Weak with tears she cries hard but doesn't ask for him to stop.
His hand touched her face and concern can be seen on his.
"Your ass is so nice and red little one." He says in a calm tone.
He grabs some oil off the night stand and slowly rubs it onto her sore cheeks. She jerks to the cold oil then relaxes. After a few moments he releases the restraints and has her stand on the Saint Andrew's Cross.
"Raise your arms pet." He orders softly.
When she raises her hands he locks them into wool lined restraints. He then moves her feet out into restraints that are on the bottom bar. She is now balanced on the balls of her feet. Her Lord then moves and pulls a blindfold out of the dresser. Once secured over her eyes. He is ready yet again to spank her ass. Folding the belt in half he swings the leather kissing her ass hard.
"One my Lord." She cries softly.
