Paint It Red

It was Sunday evening, which made this the seventh time this week that Cindy was lying over Rose's lap wearing only her top, getting her naked bottom reddened by her girlfriend.

"I get the feeling that something about this isn't working," Rose said after a good ten minutes. She couldn't quite hide her exasperation. Yes, Cindy's butt was pretty hot (figuratively as well as literally) when it had this nice rosy color, and it wasn't like she didn't enjoy punishing her girlfriend for her bratty behavior, but it was more than clear that these spankings had zero impact. If anything, Cindy was getting more and more cocky each day, and with how much Rose's palms stung, she even felt that there might be some truth to the old saying "This hurts me more than it hurts you."

"What do you mean? I'd say this is working perfectly fine. Or are you saying I don't deserve a little punishment for my behavior?"

No, Rose was definitely not saying that. Claiming that Cindy had been begging for a punishment would have been an understatement. They'd sat down on the couch after lunch to watch a couple episodes, but they hadn't even made it to the decision of which show they were going to watch, because Cindy had started biting Rose. Repeatedly. And not that lightly either. Rose still felt the teeth marks on her arm.

"I'm saying that it looks like you're enjoying these punishments a little too much. They're certainly not doing anything to improve your behavior."

"I told you at the start: I'm a little brat. You decided that you want me anyway, so now you have to live with the consequences." Cindy turned her upper body a bit so Rose could see her smirk as she poked her in the side.

Yes, Cindy had been very upfront about what kind of relationship she wanted, and Rose wouldn't have her any other way. She'd had to break up with two partners in a row because despite being really nice people, they had been a total snoozefest in the bedroom. It was a nice change of pace to have someone constantly begging for some sexy attention, even if it could be a bit exhausting at times. Still, she couldn't shake the feeling that there was an integral part missing to how this dynamic was supposed to play out.

Rose gave her girlfriend another loud slap on her reddened buttocks, which earned her a little twitch but did nothing to wipe the smirk off Cindy's lips. "Isn't a brat supposed to be put into her place by the punishment? It looks to me that you're just as cocky as before your spanking."

"What gave you that idea?" Cindy pinched her in the side, causing Rose to shriek. Being exceedingly ticklish wasn't exactly the most dominant trait in the world. "But if you think so, then maybe you're not spanking me hard enough."

"Maybe I am indeed."

It was true to Rose had been holding back so far. She didn't have much experience with pain play and she was afraid to leave any lasting bruising. The flip side of this was, of course, that Cindy could get a daily spanking without it having any real impact.

The first couple of times had been new and exciting, but Rose had already found herself wondering what it would be like if she silenced her worries and really made Cindy scream for once. Especially since by the looks of it, her girlfriend was more than ready to ramp up the intensity.

She looked around the room for something that would leave a stronger impression than her bare hand. Since her relationship with Cindy was still relatively fresh and she hadn't had much opportunity to live out her sadistic side before, all of her sex toys were of the vibrating kind. Her bedroom was woefully bereft of crops, floggers or wooden paddles with so many holes in them that you couldn't help question their structural integrity. That didn't mean there weren't any potential implements to find, though, if one was a little creative.

"Are you up for a little experiment? But I'm warning you right now, depending on how it goes, sitting might be a bit difficult for you tomorrow."

"Good thing I have a standing desk at work, then."

That settled it. Rose gave Cindy's butt a last smack for good measure before telling her girlfriend to get off her lap. "Bend over the table there. I'll get something to deal with little brats who don't know how to behave."

For once Cindy did as she was told with no snarky remark and no token resistance. Seemed like she was too excited to find out what Rose had in mind to delay it with her little games.

Rose left her girlfriend and her sexy glowing butt and took a quick trip to the living room where she kept her gardening equipment. She had remembered her supply of bamboo sticks. They were meant to give the plants something to hold on to as they grew, but some of them had the right size and length to double as a cane.

She swung one of them to get a feel for it. It cut through the air with a startingly loud swoosh. That thing had to pack quite a punch when it hit the skin at peak velocity. Rose hesitated for a moment, unsure if this was a little too hardcore after all, but she quickly thought better of it. There should be no issue as long as she ramped the intensity up slowly, and Cindy had proven time and time again that she could handle a little pain.

When her girlfriend saw her return with this new toy, her eyes immediately lit up. "Uh, spicy," she said, wiggling her butt invitingly.

Rose took position beside her. Her heartbeat quickened as she rested her improvised cane against Cindy's reddened cheeks. "You'll let me know if it hurts too much, right?"

"Sure thing. And I'll also let you know if it hurts too little. You know me. I'm a master of constructive feedback."

Rose tapped Cindy's butt a few times to get a feel for it, before taking a first experimental swing. It was a lot weaker than what she had tried in the living room, but there was already a very satisfying smack as it connected with Cindy's cheeks.

"Constructive feedback burger of the day: Nice try. I definitely felt something. You still have a lot to learn about punishments, though." Cindy looked back at her, her face shining with mischief. "Oh, I forgot. A feedback burger is supposed to end with something positive. Well... those panties of yours are pretty sexy. Not as sexy as if you took them off, but it's a start. Kinda like your caning, really."

"Okay, you only have yourself to blame for this." Rose raised the stick again, and this time she didn't hold back.

The impact was frighteningly loud. Rose flinched even more than Cindy did, and she immediately felt a pang of bad conscience when she saw the red stripe form on Cindy's cheeks. It didn't look as if she had broken the skin, but she hadn't missed by much. That was going to bruise for sure.

"Yep, that's more like it." Cindy did her best to keep up her bratty attitude, but she sounded breathless and her whole body had tensed up.

"You okay there?" Rose gently stroked over the welt with her fingers. Cindy's butt was glowing hot, and even that little touch made her girlfriend twitch.

"I'm okay, I'm okay. Just... Wheew!" Cindy shook herself as if she was hyping herself up. "Okay, I'm ready. Hit me again!"

Rose couldn't help but laugh. Her girlfriend really was incredible. "I'm telling you, your ass is gonna be black and blue for days to come."

"And I'm telling you that I don't care. Come on, don't leave me hanging here! Or do I need to bite you again to motivate you?"

"Thanks, but I'm good. I've had my fair share of biting already." Rose took a deep breath. Her lips were curled in a mad smile that she couldn't get rid of. "Okay then. Here we go!"

She let the cane sing again. Her strikes weren't as hard this time, but she lay three of them down with barely any break, and they were still powerful enough to leave little marks of a darker red. Cindy's legs were shaking by the end of it, and she giggled like a maniac. "Now that's what I call a punishment! You should've brought that thing out much earlier."

"That so? You still sound like you're enjoying yourself way too much."

"Whatcha gonna do about it?"

This whole thing was absolutely crazy. Even when they had started introducing some kinkier elements to their relationships, Rose had always instinctively believed that things like this only happened in porn, or at these fetish parties that her imposter syndrome kept her from attending. Normal people didn't completely destroy their girlfriend's ass while said girlfriend urged them to go harder.

Rose put her strength into the next strike. It landed a bit lower than intended, connecting right where Cindy's right butt cheek met her upper thigh. Cindy's shriek made her flinch once more. That must have hurt like a bitch! But while her girlfriend was shaking from pain, she didn't stop her manic giggles.

"Oh fuck!" Cindy exclaimed, restlessly shifting from one foot to the other. She had clenched her hands into such tight fists that her fingers were getting white. "Again!"

Cindy happily granted her wish. By this point, her worries had been replaced by the exhilarating rush of getting to experiment with a whole new side of herself and their dynamic. Spanking Cindy had been fun enough, but when it came down to it, it had just been some idle fun and games, and she wouldn't have minded if Cindy had turned the tables on her at some point.

This here was something else entirely. Rose didn't want to find out what this cane felt like when it was used with such ruthless violence, not in a million years. Maybe she should have felt bad about inflicting this kind of pain on her girlfriend, but how could she when Cindy offered herself so eagerly? And when it was so fun to see her jump and twitch with every strike, hear her yelp and scream before immediately going back to demanding more?

Also, there really had been no reason to be this afraid of leaving bruises. Cindy's ass was turning into a work of art. The rosy color from earlier provided a nice background for the crimson lines wherever the cane had bitten into her skin. And just looking at the impact zones of the particularly vicious blows that were slowly turning blue was enough to make Rose's mind feel all fuzzy.

"Think the lesson is getting through?" Rose asked when she paused after another ten or so strikes. By this point she only had to get her hand close to Cindy's butt to feel the heat radiating from it. That ass had to smart like crazy.

"Absolutely," Cindy said with another giggle. "If this is the punishment, I'm so deadly afraid, I'll never bite you ever again."

Her voice was dripping with sarcasm. Rose's own arousal spiked as she realized that this wasn't the only way her girlfriend was dripping. She only needed to take a cursory look between Cindy's striped red butt cheeks to see a sticky drop freely dangling down. Even knowing how much of a masochist her girlfriend was, she hadn't expected the cane to have this much of an effect on her. That drop already reached down almost halfway to her knees, for God's sake! How could someone get this hot from just pain? Then again, Rose really shouldn't be judging anyone, with how wet her own panties felt.

"Somehow I don't believe you," she told Cindy as she caught that shiny drop with her finger. It was hard not to giggle herself. Sadism and dominance were one hell of a drug. She really shouldn't have waited this long to fully live out her secret fantasies.

"I don't know what it is, but somehow I get the feeling that you're still enjoying your punishment far too much. If only I could put my finger on it..." She reached up and touched Cindy's soaked pussy with her now thoroughly wetted finger.

That little gasp her girlfriend made was the most adorable thing ever. And the way she immediately started working her hips to get a bit more stimulation out of Rose's touch. Delicious! Rose was tempted to keep rubbing her until she was screaming for entirely different reasons. Cindy had a tendency to get loud when she felt good, and those shameless moans of hers when she came never failed to get Rose all hot and bothered herself. She resisted, though, and pulled her finger back. This was supposed to be a punishment after all.

"Do I need to punish you for lying to me about having learned your lesson?"

Cindy laughed. She, too, was clearly tripping on endorphins. "'Course you do. I deserve it for being such a bad, bad girl."

The cane cut into her ass again. Once, twice, countless times. Rose held her strength back a little, but she quickly found that an endless barrage of little wrist flicks quickly added up to be at least as devastating as going all out with singular strikes.

Cindy's giggles got increasingly frantic as the cane rained down at her without pause. The individual strikes might not be strong enough to leave marks, but together they didn't take long to turn the rosy glow of her cheeks into a shining red. She was lying on the table with all her weight now, her feet having lost contact with the floor as she flailed around with her legs. The pain was clearly getting to her, but she never stopped laughing, and so Rose saw no reason to stop either.

Cindy kept laughing even when Rose finally relented again. It was a wheezing laughter, like someone might sound after getting tickled almost to the point of suffocating. Rose gave her girlfriend a bit of time to cool down and catch her breath while she took a closer look at her work.

That butt wasn't going to cool down any time soon, this much was clear. When Rose gingerly touched it with her fingers, it felt like Cindy was running a very high, very localized fever. Also, just running her fingertips over the abraded skin was enough to make her girlfriend yelp again. Those sounds she made were adorable and sexy as fuck, but also a sign that she had to be nearing her limits if she had become this sensitive. It was a bit of pity now that Cindy had gotten into the grove of her sadistic side, but it wasn't like there weren't other ways to have fun. After all, punishing Cindy had made her horny as fuck, and it was high time to do something about it.

"I'd say I've made my point clear. How about you make up for your brattiness some other way now? I could think of something I want you to do..." She let her fingers travel downward between Cindy's legs, just in case her seductive tone had not been clear enough.

Cindy shivered and made a sound that could have been a whimper, could have been a moan, could have been a scoff. That she stayed the way she was without looking back at Rose didn't make her mood easier to interpret.

"What was that?" Rose asked. She removed her fingers to give her girlfriend a chance to answer without any distractions.

"But I haven't learned my lesson yet," Cindy whined. Like, she actually whined, in a petulant voice like a child demanding more chocolate.

Rose gave her a slap with her palm. It was barely even a spank, but it still made Cindy exhale sharply. "I'd say your butt is pretty finished for now. And it's also just pretty in general. That color really suits you." This time she didn't bother to suppress the giggles. She was having way too much fun.

"I'm pretty sure I can take a few more." Cindy wiggled her butt. Subtlety really wasn't her strong suit.

Maybe Rose should have stopped it there. They'd had a blast already, and there would be more than enough other evenings where they could continue their explorations into the rabbit hole of corporal punishments. If she was honest with herself, though, she really didn't feel like listening to the voice of reason.

There was zero ambiguity about what Cindy wanted, and it was intriguing to find out if she could actually bring her girlfriend to a point where even her eternal brattiness admitted defeat. Of course, Rose herself would have been crying and promising to be a good girl for the rest of her life already if her ass looked even half as bad as Cindy's did right now, but they had already established that they couldn't have been any more different when it came to pain tolerance.

"I guess I can do a few more. Because you've been that good at being bad." Rose chuckled as she lined the cane up with Cindy's cheeks again. "How much more do you think you can handle?"

"As much as you want." Cindy's voice sent a hot tingle down Rose's spine. She couldn't remember her girlfriend having ever sounded this in love, not even when they had talked about getting more serious about their relationship. "Hit me with all you got! I can take it."

"Let's see about that."

The next strike was frightfully loud again, and it left a crimson line across both of Cindy's cheeks that stood out even against her already thoroughly reddened skin. Cindy thumped her fists against the table. For a few moments she sounded like she was choking, but her body quickly stopped trembling. "Again!"

Rose's stomach fluttered as she brought the cane down again and again, each time making her girlfriend scream and jump as yet another red line cut into her tenderized ass. Some of the previous marks were turning darker, almost purple. But even when Cindy sounded like she was close to crying, she kept loudly begging for more.

When Rose went for an especially vicious strike that crossed over some of the previous welts, Cindy's ear-piercing scream shook Rose out of her horny high. For a moment she thought the choking breaths following the scream were more of Cindy's crazed giggles, before her insides froze as she realized that her girlfriend was sobbing.

"Oh God, I'm sorry! Are you okay?" Rose reached out to hug Cindy, but flinched back. What if her girlfriend didn't want to be touched right now? But what she did? No matter what Rose did, there was a good chance she'd do something wrong and hurt Cindy. Or rather, hurt her even more. Why hadn't she stopped when she'd felt it was enough? Would Cindy hate her for going overboard like this? Would she hate her if she didn't offer the right emotional support now? But what was the right support?

It took barely a second for all of these thoughts and more to shoot through Rose's mind. She could have really used a hug herself, but it would have felt real shitty to ask for cuddles now before she even knew what her girlfriend needed.

Cindy wiped her eyes. "I'm okay," she said between sniffles. "I'm okay, really."

It was exceedingly clear that she was not okay. Her voice cracked as she was fighting hard to hold back any further sobs, and she kept trembling all over.

"Are you sure?" Rose put the cane down on the floor and once again stopped herself from hugging Cindy unprompted. She really wished she knew what she was supposed to do.

Cindy nodded. Her eyes were wet and she was still sniffling, but she managed a crooked smile as she replied "Yeah. Don't worry. I just... Maybe I overestimated myself a little bit."

It was an immense relief that Cindy was somewhat stable and didn't appear to blame Rose for anything, but the knot in Rose's chest stayed tight as she fetched a tissue. "I'm sorry," she mumbled as she handed it to Cindy. "I totally overdid it there."

"Not your fault. I totally asked for it." Cindy blew her nose. "Sorry I startled you. It was just- Ow, fuck!" She winced. The act of propping herself up on her arms must have irritated the skin on her butt.

"I'm sorry," Rose repeated, biting her lip. "I didn't mean to... I..."

She realized with a jab of guilt that her own eyes were getting wet. Why was she tearing up? She wasn't the one who'd gotten hurt, she didn't have a right to cry!

"Aww, you poor thing!" Cindy did a remarkable job of hiding her pain as she got on her feet and opened her arms. "Come here!"

Rose hated how needily she let herself fall into Cindy's embrace. This was all wrong! Why was she the one being consoled here? She should have been the one to lend Cindy strength, and yet she barely managed to hold back her own tears while her girlfriend appeared perfectly fine again. Unless she just acted like it for Rose's sake. That thought really didn't help keep the guilt at bay.