A/N: Warning for mention of bloodplay. Read with caution if you're squeamish.
A Master or Mistress could schedule a code purple for their submissive at any point in the day before 8:00 pm. If a submissive acted out after 8:00 pm, then their punishment was handled privately in their room or their dominant had to wait until the next morning to schedule their code purple. Olivia led Alex by her leash into the large auditorium which was slowly starting to fill with people and sat down in one of the chairs. Alex knelt on the floor and leaned into her beloved Mistress's legs for comfort. Olivia gently stroked Alex's long blonde hair to soothe her. The announcement of a code purple always made all of the submissives nervous, but the majority of the dominants usually insisted that their submissives be made to watch, just to remind them of what was in store for them if they decided to misbehave while they were on vacation. Strangely, this practice of requiring submissives to watch other submissives receive their punishments actually cut down on the number of submissives who required punishment during their stay at the resort. Alex turned and buried her face on Olivia's leg when a Master walked on stage leading his naughty submissive by her hair. Olivia leaned down to quietly speak in Alex's ear.
"Eyes open and watch, sweetheart."
Alex obediently turned her eyes toward the two people on stage. The submissive woman looked like she couldn't decide if she was feeling belligerent or fearful and her Master looked very stern. When a dominant went to the front desk to schedule a code purple for their submissive, there was an entire process that the dominant was required to go through to ensure that they were no longer angry so that no true harm would come to any submissive, and there were members of the resort's staff who attended every code purple whose job it was to step in if a dominant became too angry while administering punishment. Everyone knew that whatever this submissive had done, it had to be a fairly substantial offense. Merely having a disrespectful tongue didn't usually require a code purple.
"Tell everyone why you're being punished this evening, young lady." the dominant man demanded.
"I stole the key to my chastity belt and removed it without your permission, Master." the submissive woman admitted reluctantly.
"How long have you been in chastity so far?"
"Three days, Master."
"And how long did I say you were going to stay in chastity?"
"Ten days, Master."
Every submissive in the room trembled. Removing chastity devices or collars without permission was definitely a punishable offense.
"And this isn't the first time we've had this problem, is it, little girl?"
"No, Master."
"Over here." the dominant man led the naked woman by her hair over to the Saint Andrew's cross and tied her to it.
Alex clung to Olivia's leg as she watched the man pick up a single-tail whip. They didn't own one, but Alex was convinced that she never wanted to feel one on her bare bottom as the submissive woman on the cross immediately began to wail. Alex reasoned that the only reason the punishment was starting out so severely was because this wasn't the first time that the woman was being punished for taking off her chastity belt without permission, but it still unnerved her as she watched the woman's bottom become red and welted as she sobbed in pain. After the woman's Master finally put down the whip, he picked up what seemed to be a ferocious looking paddle and continued to punish his naughty submissive. When she was sobbing hysterically, leaning against the cross exhausted, he threw down the paddle. Everyone watched as he then walked up behind her and penetrated her, his muscular thighs slapping against her punished bottom with each thrust as he used his hand to reach around and stimulate her special spot with his fingers. Just before she could explode with an orgasm, he pulled out. Alex felt nothing but sympathy for the woman; she herself had been punished with orgasm denial before and it sucked.
With the harsh but justly deserved punishment finally complete, the dominant man took his well punished submissive off stage, presumably to tend to her emotionally after such an intense punishment. Everyone in the audience seemed to heave a collective sigh of relief that it was over and people began to get up to continue going about their business. Olivia glanced down to check that her sweet little submissive was alright. Alex had a few tears streaming down her face and Olivia reached down to tenderly stroke Alex's long blonde hair.
"Come on, baby. Let's go back to our room and I will hold you." Olivia promised lovingly.
Once back in their suite, Olivia closed and locked the door. She removed Alex's leash and arranged them so that they were both comfortable on the bed, Alex curled up on her lap, and cuddled Alex in her arms while the blonde shed a few tears.
"That's my good girl. It's okay, princess. It's over now. That was kind of intense, huh?" Olivia cooed lovingly.
"I don't want you to use one of those. Please, Mistress." Alex pleaded fearfully.
"The whip?" Olivia guessed.
Alex nodded against her shoulder.
"We don't have one, sweetie, and I promise we don't have to get one. The resort provides one for us here in the room, but I won't use it if you don't want me to. Shall we add the single-tail whip to your list?"
Alex nodded again. Her list of hard limits was very short, but the single-tail whip was now on it.
Several days passed in a haze of fun. Then one afternoon, Olivia sat down on the bed and called Alex over to her. She removed Alex's t-shirt and bra and then pulled Alex's shorts and panties down and completely off her body. Alex's lower lip trembled when she noticed the wooden spoon lying on the bed.
"Did I do something wrong, Mistress?" Alex asked hesitantly, blinking back tears.
"Not at all, princess. Come here." Olivia guided her naked submissive across her lap.
Upon being reassured that she was not in trouble, Alex relaxed across her beloved Mistress's lap in the familiar position and obediently accepted the spanking her Mistress wanted to give her. After it was over, Olivia threw down the spoon and scooped Alex into her arms to cuddle her. Alex clung to Olivia for dear life and sobbed on her chest for a while. Olivia rocked her and soothed her with gentle words of love and tender praise for being such a good girl. When Alex stopped crying, Olivia continued to cuddle her for a few minutes to ensure that she was completely calm.
"That's my good girl. Well taken, baby love. Come on, we're going to the beach."
Alex smiled as she excitedly changed into her brand new bikini that had been bought especially for this trip. Of course, the skimpy outfit showed off her spanked bottom beautifully. Olivia packed up everything they would need for the afternoon and Alex carried the beach bag on her shoulder. On this occasion, Olivia did not attach Alex's leash to her collar. Alex would be allowed to walk down to the beach since Olivia didn't want any harm to come to Alex's delicate hands and knees from crawling around outside. Olivia and Alex walked arm in arm to the beach, talking, laughing, and joking as they went. When they arrived, Alex set down the beach bag on the spot that Olivia indicated and quickly set up a beach towel, two beach chairs, and the umbrella to shade them from the sun. Olivia sat down in one of the beach chairs.
Alex dropped to her knees at Olivia's feet, reached into the beach bag, and began to gently spread sunscreen onto Olivia's legs without being told. Olivia smiled down at her while she took some of the lotion and began to apply it to her arms. With that accomplished, Olivia pulled Alex to kneel up in front of her and applied the sunscreen to Alex's body. Alex giggled when Olivia applied some sunscreen to her spanked bottom. Instead of sitting down in her own chair, Alex instead chose to crawl up to sit on her Mistress's lap, and of course was welcomed with open arms.
The two women looked around the beach. It was a gorgeous day and the beach was busy, but not overly crowded. There was a line at the refreshment stand of people getting food and drinks. Alex smiled at one woman nearby who was over her Mistress's lap getting a good spanking for unknown reasons. The woman was giggling in between her yelps and her Mistress's tone as she scolded her was completely playful, so Alex reasoned that the woman was not in any real trouble. On the flip side, there was another woman a few feet away who was clearly being punished.
"Hey, you! Am I talking to myself?" Olivia teased, gently scribbling her nails on Alex's belly.
Alex yelped in surprise and giggled as she was tickled.
"I said, the water looks good. Care to join me?" Olivia smiled.
"Yes, Mistress!" Alex grinned excitedly.
Olivia led Alex down to the water and the two women floated for a while. The cool water felt wonderful against Alex's red bottom. Olivia rented a surfboard and spent some time teaching Alex how to surf. Of course, the blonde submissive fell off the board several times, but each time she was completely confident that her beloved Mistress would be right there to catch her before she went under water and each time Olivia praised her for her effort, kindly encouraging her to try again. After several hours of playing in the water and enjoying delicious tropical drinks, Olivia told Alex that it was time to leave and Alex instantly obeyed.
"What's that, Mistress?" Alex asked as the two of them walked, pointing toward a separate building that several people were entering. They weren't in beach attire, they were all decked out in their BDSM gear. Olivia looked toward where Alex was pointing. That building hadn't been there when they visited the resort last spring.
"That's one of the Dark Rooms. I can't just take you in there, I have to go to the front desk and get a special pass. Do you want to try it?" Olivia offered, not sure if her sweet little submissive was going to like it but willing to let her explore it if she wanted to.
"Yes, please." Alex nodded.
"All right, let's go back to our room and get cleaned up, then we'll get a pass and go." Olivia agreed.
Back in their suite, Alex stood still as her Mistress laced up her favorite black corset, listening intently as Olivia explained to her that a Dark Room was a special area where more edgy types of BDSM occurred, often involving bloodplay, and usually with no safewords or dungeon monitors. Alex paled slightly; she tended to be fussy about just going to get her blood drawn at the doctor's office, so she wasn't sure how she was going to feel about this, but she was curious and her Mistress was always willing to satisfy curiosity.
"Can we just go watch?" Alex asked.
"Of course we can. What do you say if you get scared or decide you want to leave?"
"Chocolate." Alex spoke her safeword.
"Good girl." Olivia praised.
They stopped at the front desk and Olivia purchased a pass for the Dark Rooms.