The Music Room
Disclaimer: I own nothing, except the story.
Summary: This is just a short stand alone. Liley. Don't like. Don't read. Light Bdsm.
A/N: I am planning on making a longer story.
Miley and Lilly lived together as Mistress and Submissive.
Lilly worshipped Miley. Did everything she could to please her.
One day Lilly displeased her and she had to go to her time out room.
The time out room was just a small room with a small wooden uncomfortable chair; with a round seat and wooden barred backing. Lilly was often made to sit in it, while Miley either lectured her or asked her about her misbehavior.
On her way there she discovered a beautiful, room filled with musical instruments. As she looked around there were guitars of every kind. Some had the necks broken off. The strings had been stripped. These Miley would have repaired later. There was a love seat in the corner of the room.
Then she noticed the grand piano, its beautiful cherry wood, reflecting the sun. The top was propped open by a stand.
When sitting in the time out room she had often heard Miley playing it, sometimes violently; sometimes as softly as a summer's breeze. She would hear her sing on occasions.
To Lilly Miley always had the voice of an angel. Lilly walked over to the piano, she wasn't going to touch it, just look at it.
Then she touched one of the keys. She had never played before.
She sat down and starting pushing the keys, now it wasn't as pretty, as when Miley played it.
She started playing some more. She was lost in the sound it made. So lost she didn't notice Miley had walked in, until she felt Miley's hands slam down on hers.
It was too late she was in more trouble than before.
"What do you think you were doing?" Demanded Miley her arms crossed.
Lilly just sat there looking at the keys. The tops of her hands smarting from Miley slamming her hands on top of them. Miley put her hands on her hips. "I'm waiting."
After swallowing a couple of times, Lilly finally answered her. "I just wanted to try it out."
"This is not a toy, little girl; this is part of my livelihood, this is what puts the food on the table.
Clothes you. This instrument is what gives you the comfort of life. How dare you make a mockery of it!"
"I really wasn't trying to mock what you do Miley, sorry."
Without out another word, Miley pulled her up from the bench by her hair and took her over to the love seat. "Pull your shorts down and lay flat on your stomach. Lilly did as she was told, lying on her stomach she rested her chin on her arms. Her bottom exposed.
Miley came back carrying the broken neck of an acoustic guitar.
She brought the back of it down on Lilly's right butt cheek. She brought it down again on her left. Both times the wood made a resounding smack. When Miley had finished Lilly received thirty smacks, her bottom was bruised. Lilly's blue eyes were flooded with tears.
"Are you coming in here again without my permission?"
"No." Lilly replied weakly.
Her answer wasn't good enough, Miley brought it down again.
"No what?"
"No Mistress."
Miley was satisfied. She went and got lotion and applied it to the angry dark purple welts on Lilly's bottom. The lotion stung, bringing fresh tears to Lilly's eyes.
"If you ever, EVER touch my piano again, I will beat you even more severely. Do you understand me?"
"Yes Mistress." Lilly said.
She was allowed to get up. Miley hugged her and told her that she loved her.
Lilly never did go into the music room again without Miley's permission, but when she was a good girl, Miley would take her in there. She would Play and sing for Lilly.
To Lilly this was the best reward she could get, because it made her feel special, knowing this was a private performance for her only.
A/N: When I write the longer story the time out room will be given more detail.