Amanda sat in her seat in the auditorium watching the scene before her with rapt attention, her eyes glued to her beloved Mistress, her heart racing and her spicy bits pulsing. Personally, she thoroughly enjoyed a well-constructed tickle torture scene, although she preferred it when it was paired with a wax scene or an electrical scene, and contemplated the possibility of asking Olivia for such a scene while they were at the resort. Amanda loved scenes where Olivia's sadistic side came out to play, not only because of the adrenaline rush and endorphin high, but also because the stark contrast between the scene and the tender, gentle, loving aftercare was amazing. Up on the stage, Olivia sat on a chair with Alex draped over her lap, her bare bottom facing the audience. Olivia waited for a few moments to give Alex a chance to obey her and relax her bottom muscles, but Alex kept her bottom clenched in defiance to Olivia's orders. Olivia sighed and set the hairbrush aside for the moment.
"All right, have it your way. If you aren't going to relax your naughty little bottom on your own, I'm going to have to do it for you."
Olivia picked up a piece of ginger root and Alex squeaked in surprise when she felt Olivia gently inserting the ginger root into her bottom. The ginger root took effect almost immediately, producing a tingly, almost burning sensation and forcing Alex to relax her bottom muscles. Olivia picked up the hairbrush again and tapped it on Alex's bottom.
"That's better. Now, tell me again why you're being punished."
"I abandoned a submissive in subspace without aftercare."
Olivia raised up the hairbrush and brought it down sharply, followed by another, and another, and another. Alex's fleshy cheeks flattened out under the force of the hairbrush and then bounced back as if asking for more as Alex choked on a scream. Olivia resisted the urge to roll her eyes at Alex's theatrics; Amanda would barely be fussing this early during a spanking. Alex threw her hand back to cover her bottom and Olivia easily caught it and held Alex's hand in the small of her back. Then Alex began to kick her feet and Olivia simply put her leg over Alex's legs, locking her securely in place over her left knee.
"My, my, we are a fussy little girl today." Olivia scolded.
"It hurts!" Alex tried to continue wriggling, but was unsuccessful.
"It's supposed to hurt. Now lie still, we are just getting started. And I've already given you ample warning about speaking out of turn, so now when we're done you get an additional punishment." Olivia warned as she spanked.
Olivia continued to spank until Alex's bottom was crimson and the blonde was lying limp over her lap sobbing heavily. Alex had never felt such intense pain in her life and was gaining a whole new respect for the submissives who submitted to her on a daily basis. She was a switch, and of course had been spanked before, but never to this extent. She always called her safeword long before this point in the spanking. Alex had been given a safeword to use for this punishment, but she had been warned that if she used it simply to end the session prematurely and not because of any physical or emotional harm, she would lose her job at the resort and her membership would be revoked. Alex had already been given too many warnings about following aftercare protocol, this was her last chance. Finally the spanking was over and Alex found herself being hauled upright and Olivia took her over to the Saint Andrew's Cross and tied her to it facing the audience, making Alex blush in embarrassment to see all of the eyes watching her. Alex shrieked when Olivia carefully attached clamps to her nipples.
"When I tell you to be quiet, you shut your mouth. Now because you didn't obey me, instead of being done we are going to continue."
Alex squeezed her eyes closed, trying to prepare herself for whatever was coming and to hide away from all of the people watching her.
"Open your eyes and keep them open. Naughty little girls don't get to hide away from the consequences of their actions." Olivia scolded and Alex obediently, albeit reluctantly, opened her eyes.
Olivia picked up an object that Alex couldn't identify. It looked kind of like a flogger, but it was smaller with a shorter handle and the strips protruding from the handle were made of corded rubber instead of leather.
"Since you want to speak so badly, we'll put that tongue of yours to good use. You're going to get five licks on each breast and after each one you're going to count, nice and loudly for everyone to hear, and say, 'thank you for teaching me to be a good girl'. If you miscount or you forget what to say, your pretty little feet go back in those stocks over there for more tickling, and if you pass out you'll have earned it. Do you understand?"
"Y-Yes, M-Ma-Ma'am." Alex choked out.
Olivia raised the martinet in her hand and took careful aim, making certain that the martinet's rubber strips landed only on the flesh of Alex's breast around the clamps attached to her nipples and didn't wrap around to her ribcage. Alex's baby blue eyes nearly popped out of her head.
"OW! One, Ma'am! Thank you for teaching me to be a good girl!" Alex wailed.
Alex was in agony, but she was very careful to count correctly and say what she had been told to say, desperate to avoid another round in the stocks at all costs. She would gladly take another trip over Olivia's lap if it meant avoiding the stocks.
"Nine, Ma'am! Thank you for teaching me to be a good girl!" Alex sobbed.
Olivia's heart actually broke, although she kept the expression on her pretty face carefully neutral. That was to be the end of Alex's punishment if Alex hadn't miscounted. Alex looked absolutely miserable, sagging against her restraints with sweat pouring down her face, her hair disheveled, and her mascara running, making Alex look somewhat like a rabid raccoon. Throughout the session, Olivia had been listening carefully for the one word Alex could say to bring her suffering to an end, but she never said it and that made Olivia proud of her. Olivia knew she had to follow through on her word or lose all credibility as a disciplinarian, and she quickly came to a decision.
"I'm afraid that was ten. Back in the stocks you go." Olivia gave Alex one last lick of the martinet and released her from the cross.
"NO! Please! Please no stocks! I'll be a good girl, I swear it! I swear it! Spank me again, please no stocks! Anything else! Hang me upside down and shock me, choke me, anything! Please no stocks!" Alex begged and pleaded frantically, growing nearly hysterical. Alex attempted to pull away from Olivia, but she was too exhausted and weak from all of the punishment she had endured thus far.
Olivia recognized that Alex was actually genuinely frightened and starting to panic, and as she guided Alex back over to the stocks she took the opportunity to whisper in Alex's ear so that nobody else could hear.
"You're being a very good girl, sweetheart. I'm so proud of you. Just a few more minutes, then it will be all over and I'll take you to an aftercare room and take care of you. Take a big, deep breath and try to just breathe. You're being a good girl."
Alex seemed surprised to receive Olivia's kind words and the suddenness of Olivia's praise served to calm her slightly. Alex obediently took a deep, shuddery breath as Olivia locked her ankles in the stocks again. Olivia was far more gentle this time around as she danced her nails across the soles of Alex's feet, the tips of her nails just barely grazing the tortured skin.
"Tickle, tickle, tickle. Coochie coochie coo." Olivia teased.
Instead of loud, screaming laughter, Alex just whimpered and giggled submissively, too tired to do much else or to even be remotely embarrassed by Olivia's teasing. The gentle sensation was almost pleasant compared to everything else she had endured. Alex didn't even realize it as she slipped into subspace. Olivia recognized the signs and immediately called scene over, bringing Alex's punishment to an end. Olivia released Alex from the stocks and very, very gently guided Alex to her feet and guided her backstage to an aftercare room to tend to Alex's physical, mental, and emotional needs.
Olivia made her hands as feather gentle as possible as she carefully removed the ginger root and nipple clamps from Alex's body. Alex shrieked as the blood came rushing back to her nipples and fell against Olivia. Olivia stumbled slightly as she caught Alex in her arms and gently guided Alex to lie down on a cot. Alex felt the softness of the cot beneath her and sank into it, lying limp and exhausted.
"Such a good girl. You were so brave, sweetheart. That's a good girl. It's all over." Olivia showered Alex with tender words of praise as she gently doctored Alex's body.
Olivia took a wet wipe with a light, delicate scent and gently cleaned Alex's face, removing the sweat, running mascara, and tracks of tears. Then she took another wet wipe and gently cleaned Alex's crotch and legs from when she had wet herself during her punishment. One of the resort's staff members would be recruited to clean up all of the equipment onstage in the auditorium and they would clean up the puddle Alex had left. Olivia carefully applied arnica to Alex's breasts and bottom. Olivia went to touch Alex's feet and Alex flinched away violently, whimpering in fear.
"Oh, sweetheart, I'll be very, very gentle, I promise. I know your feet are sore, can I give you a massage to help the pain? No more tickling, I'll be very careful." Olivia cooed kindly. If Alex said no, Olivia would respect that.
Alex continued to whimper as she shook her head.
"Okay, well, maybe later you can soak them in a warm, soothing foot bath on your own. I won't touch them." Olivia assured her, respecting Alex's space.
Olivia gently sat Alex up and let Alex rest against her as she wrapped Alex in a warm blanket, gave her water to drink, and fed her a few slices of apples, still showering Alex with praise to soothe her emotionally. Even the most powerful of dominants needed the emotional support of being allowed to be a cherished human being again after the trauma of such a punishment. Olivia cuddled Alex in her arms, gently stroking Alex's hair as she waited patiently for Alex to come back down from where she was floating.
"Sometimes after a really hard scene or a really hard punishment, my wife likes it when I rub her belly. Would you like that?" Olivia offered kindly.
Alex nodded against Olivia's shoulder.
Still keeping Alex wrapped up nice and warm, Olivia moved the folds of the blanket aside and placed a gentle hand lightly on Alex's belly, slowly and delicately rubbing the soft flesh as if Alex were made of glass.
The auditorium was now empty except for Amanda, still sitting in her seat with a Dungeon Monitor hovering nearby to watch over her until Olivia returned for her. Amanda knew from experience that aftercare could easily take an hour or more to administer, and she had brought a book with her to read in preparation for such an event. She leaned back comfortably in her seat and got into the spicy educational erotica she was reading that she had pulled from the resort's library. The next time she looked up was when she felt Olivia planting a gentle kiss on top of her head.
"Hey, baby. Ready to go?" Olivia smiled tiredly, having left Alex resting quietly in the capable hands of one of the therapists.
"Yes, Ma'am." Amanda closed her book and stood up.
Back in the privacy of their suite, Olivia relaxed on the couch with a glass of champagne while Amanda dropped to her knees at Olivia's feet and fervently kissed and licked Olivia's boots in worship, having been thoroughly turned on by watching her beloved Mistress in action.
"Take my boots off and massage my feet, little one." Olivia ordered.
"Yes, Ma'am. You're the boss." Amanda replied obediently.
"Ma'am?" Amanda inquired as she massaged Olivia's feet, making certain to do a proper job and massage them the way Olivia liked best.
"Hmm?" Olivia smiled tiredly at her sweet little submissive.
"If I behave like a good girl, could we do a scene like that soon?"