A/N: Warning for mention of bloodplay. Read with caution if you're squeamish.
Unlike their BDSM dungeon back home in New York that always had soft music playing to set the right mood, the building that housed the Dark Rooms was eerily silent as they walked in holding hands. Alex made it clear that she just wanted to watch, so Olivia made it strictly clear that Alex was to hold her hand the entire time so they didn't accidentally get separated in the crowd. Safewords were usually ignored in Dark Rooms and Olivia wanted to avoid getting into an unfortunate situation if someone tried to engage Alex in play that Alex clearly didn't want. The brunette detective was extremely protective of her property; if someone so much as looked at Alex the wrong way, heads would spin. The first demonstration they came to was a woman already covered in blood, suspended upside down, and being electro-stimulated to orgasm. Alex watched with wide eyes, but she did notice that there were no visible cuts on the woman's naked body, so it was most likely fake blood. Next, they came across a couple who were engaging in a form of needle play; a woman was draped naked on a table and was having a corset pierced to her back with green and blue ribbon being threaded in a criss-cross pattern similar to the corset that Alex was wearing. The effect was strangely beautiful and looked permanent, but could easily be removed and the wounds would heal with proper care.
"Chocolate." Alex said quietly in Olivia's ear. She was proud of herself for trying, but this was not her thing.
Olivia immediately turned and led Alex out of the building. Thanks to her job, she was not the least bit squeamish at the sight of blood, but Olivia noticed that Alex looked slightly green.
"That's my good girl. Just breathe, angel." Olivia soothed kindly with her arm around Alex as they walked back to the main building of the resort.
"I think I'm okay." Alex breathed, placing a hand on her stomach.
"I'm guessing you don't want ice cream?" Olivia grinned.
"I always want ice cream!" Alex giggled.
"Did you see anything you liked?" Olivia inquired, handing Alex her ice cream cone.
"Nah. I'll take wax over blood any day. The corset thing was kind of interesting, but still, no."
"Speaking of wax, there's plenty of wax upstairs in our room if you're in the mood." Olivia offered.
"Yes, please!" Alex's baby blue eyes lit up happily and Olivia laughed.
"Finish your ice cream first, baby. Then we'll go have fun. Tomorrow is the horse race; is there anyone in particular you're rooting for?"
"I'm kind of into number five. She seems strong." Alex observed.
"Yeah, but number two has longer legs. Wanna make a bet?" Olivia winked.
"Name your price." Alex smiled.
"If number five loses the race, you go over my knee. If number five wins, I'll take over cleaning the bathroom at home for a month."
"With a toothbrush."
"Sassy." Olivia playfully swatted Alex's bottom, causing Alex to giggle.
The next afternoon, everyone gathered on the track to watch the race. Five submissives were gathered by the starting line to compete, all of them dressed in nothing but g-strings and their collars around their necks. To make things more interesting, the track was covered in mud. There would be four heats until there were only two people racing. Whoever won the competition would be given a trophy to take home and two free vouchers to the resort, not to mention bragging rights. The person who lost the final heat would be subject to a very hard and very public spanking by their dominant. The other three people who lost would not be subject to public punishment but knew full well that they very well could be punished by their dominants in the privacy of their room for losing the race. It was a matter of honor. Olivia and Alex sat on the bleachers with the rest of the crowd waiting with great anticipation.
"On your mark… get set… GO!" The ref shouted.
The five submissives participating in the race took off running around the track while the crowd cheered. Number two quickly ran out of steam and Olivia frowned but shrugged. It wasn't her bottom on the line. Number four seemed to get a good start, but soon lost her footing and fell into the mud, although she quickly jumped back up and continued running. She likely wouldn't win, but if she tried she at least wouldn't come in last. Alex's pick, number five, won the first heat and Alex beamed. Number two was taken off the track and the remaining participants were given a few minutes to catch their breath and drink water before the second heat began. Again, the ref counted down and again the participants began to run around the track. This time, number one was the first to fall behind. By this time, all of the submissives were fairly covered in mud, chests heaving, legs burning. Number five did not win this heat, but she didn't come in last either.
Finally, it came down to either number five or number four. The ref counted down for the final time and the two submissives took off running, both of them clearly tired but doing their best. Alex watched nervously as number five began to slow down, causing number four to pull slightly ahead. The blonde woman groaned when number four crossed the finish line just seconds before number five.
Number five pouted, but at the moment was too tired to be too distressed as she wiped the mud from her face and gladly accepted the water bottle offered to her. Alex also pouted; number five wasn't going to be the only one with a sore bottom tonight. Alex's pout turned to a smile when Olivia gently kissed her temple. Being put over her beloved Mistress's knee wasn't always such a bad thing.
Number five was given the opportunity to clean up before being brought into the auditorium where everyone was waiting to watch her spanking. She blushed in embarrassment as her Mistress publicly scolded her. Then she was guided over her Mistress's lap and spanked. It seemed to go on for hours as the submissive shrieked and squealed her way through her spanking. By the time it was over, she was sobbing brokenly.
Olivia took Alex back to their suite and instructed her to make sandwiches for lunch. Alex put her own impending spanking out of her mind for the moment while the two women laughed over the race. It had been quite comical to see all of the participants covered in mud and running around like crazy. None of them were terribly out of shape, but they weren't athletes either. Alex went on a jog every morning before work, but she doubted if even she could win a race like that.
"By the way, I signed you up for next week's race." Olivia stated after lunch as though she was just remembering.
"Yes, Mistress." Alex really wanted to groan and whine, but she held her tongue. Olivia just smiled.
"Come here. I won the bet and you, my love, have an appointment over my knee."
"Yes, Mistress." Alex said again as she followed Olivia over to the bed.
Alex quickly found herself stripped naked and blushed as she was instructed to lie her naked body down across her fully clothed Mistress's lap. Olivia raised up her strong right hand and brought it down sharply on her beloved submissive's bare bottom, followed quickly by another, and another. Alex winced as Olivia settled into a steady rhythm. She knew better than to think that she was going to get away with just a hand spanking, but for now this wasn't so bad.
"Who does this beautiful bottom belong to, baby girl?"
"It's yours to do with as you please, Mistress."
"That's my good girl."
Alex's heart leapt with joy at her Mistress's praise even as she winced again and began to sniffle and whimper. Tears filled her eyes as her tender bottom was spanked from pink to red with no signs of stopping. A hand spanking was usually over in a matter of minutes, but Alex could tell that she wasn't going to be allowed up anytime soon.
"Owww! Please, Mistress! H-how long is this s-spanking going to last?" Alex whimpered with tears falling down her sweet face.
"As long as I want it to, sweetheart. You've been over my knee for thirty minutes already. Why, did you have plans?" Olivia teased.
Alex buried her face in the bed sheets and let the spanking happen. Finally, the spanking paused.
"Sorry, baby, my hand needs a break. Go into the other room and choose a paddle."
Alex stood to her feet with tears streaming down her face. It was Olivia's hand that was going to get a break, not Alex's bottom. The blonde submissive obediently went into the other room and sorted through the various paddles provided to them by the resort, all made of different materials and of various lengths and weights. Some were leather, some had holes, some were light and some were heavy. Alex debated in her mind, knowing that if she didn't choose a paddle that was mean enough, Olivia would spank her with the paddle she initially chose and then send her back to pick another one. In the end, Alex picked up a paddle that appeared to be one of the least threatening paddles available since it had no holes, but it was very heavy so as soon as Olivia laid eyes on it she knew that this was going to be a very painful paddling for her sweet little submissive. But that was okay. Olivia had already gotten what she was after by having her sweet little submissive over her lap for so long, now it was just time to bring the session to a proper end. The worst part of Alex's spanking was also going to be the shortest, although Alex didn't know that yet. Olivia adjusted Alex's position so that she was lying on the bed with a pillow under her hips elevating her spanked bottom. Alex felt the paddle tapping her bare bottom and buried her face in the sheets, her crying increasing slightly in anticipation of the pain.
"Give me your hand, precious." Olivia instructed kindly.
Alex placed her hand in the small of her back and felt comforted when she felt Olivia grasp her hand and hold it securely in her own. Olivia did this both to comfort Alex and to make certain that she didn't accidentally nip Alex's hand with the paddle if Alex decided to reach back. Alex almost never reached back during a spanking, she knew better, but it was still something that Olivia looked out for just in case. Olivia raised the paddle and Alex sobbed out in pain as the wicked implement crashed down onto her already sore bottom. Olivia took her time, giving Alex time in between strokes to feel the full effects of each one. Alex quickly began to sob hysterically, convinced that she was going to get spanked forever, clinging tightly to her beloved Mistress's hand. But finally, after silently counting out fifty hard strokes in her mind, Olivia threw down the paddle and kicked it under the bed out of sight. Olivia sat down on the bed next to Alex's body and tenderly stroked her long blonde hair and heaving back.
"Such a good girl. I'm so proud of you, little one. There, there. It's over." Olivia cooed lovingly.
Alex laid limp on the bed, sobbing and exhausted, but her heart soared at her Mistress's loving praise. Olivia picked Alex up to comfort her and cuddled the sobbing blonde on her lap, making certain that Alex's poor bottom made no contact with the rough material of her jeans as Olivia rocked the sobbing woman in her arms, smothering her with tender words of love and gentle praise.
"That's my good girl. Cry it all out, angel. I know it hurts. Such a good girl."
With nothing else to do in that moment, Alex did indeed cry herself out for quite a while, being lovingly cuddled and rocked, and Olivia continued to cuddle her even long after she stopped crying.