Amanda knelt on her hands and knees in the sand, her back functioning as a table holding Olivia's sunglasses, a tube of sunscreen, and a small leather paddle which served as a reminder for Amanda to be a good girl. She smiled softly when she felt her Mistress's gentle hand giving her bikini-clad bottom an affectionate rub while Olivia lounged in her beach chair sunbathing. The weather was perfect and the beach was swarming with activity; Amanda was thoroughly enjoying herself people-watching and being her Mistress's good girl. Olivia took a sip of her tropical drink and looked up from her magazine when she was greeted by a familiar face.
"Hi, Rafael. How are you doing?" Olivia smiled.
"Hi, Madam Benson. I was wondering if Amanda would be allowed to come join us if she wants to? We need another person for volleyball." Rafael motioned toward the volleyball net where a group of submissives were standing around waiting for him.
"Would you like that, sweetheart?" Olivia looked at Amanda.
"Yes, Ma'am." Amanda replied.
"Run along, then. If you get hungry or thirsty, come tell me. Stay where I can see you, and if you want to go anywhere else on the beach, you must come ask me first." Olivia laid out the rules as she removed the various objects from Amanda's back. Amanda winced as she received a sharp reminder swat with the leather paddle.
"Yes, Ma'am. You're the boss." Amanda replied obediently as she stood to her feet.
Olivia smiled as she watched Amanda run after Rafael with a fresh, pink paddle mark clearly visible on her fleshy bottom and the brunette dominant went back to her magazine, flipping through the pages and getting all kinds of delicious new ideas to try with her sweet little submissive.
"Madam Benson?"
Olivia opened her eyes when she heard someone say her name, not realizing that she had drifted off to sleep in her beach chair. She wasn't sure how long she had been asleep as she was greeted by one of the lifeguards.
"Yes?" Olivia asked.
"We have your girl and another submissive at the nursing shack being patched up by one of our first aid monitors. They were in the water and had to be rescued from a rip current. Your girl scraped her elbow on a rock, but otherwise is fine." the lifeguard explained.
Olivia sighed as she picked up the small leather paddle and got up to follow the lifeguard to the nursing shack where Amanda sat in a chair drinking a bottle of water given to her by the first aid monitor and Rafael sat on an examination table getting his knee bandaged. Amanda and Rafael looked like deer caught in headlights when Olivia suddenly appeared looking very stern.
"Ma'am, I'm-" Amanda started.
"I'll get to you in a minute, little girl. Be quiet. Rafael, did you hear me tell Amanda that she needed to come ask me before she went anywhere else on the beach?" Olivia spoke sternly while Amanda obediently shut her mouth.
"Yes, Ma'am." Rafael gulped.
"Did it not occur to you to remind Amanda of the rules she was told to abide by before the two of you ran off?"
"We lost the volleyball game and decided we wanted to go swimming. I did tell Amanda that she should ask you, but you were sleeping and we didn't want to disturb you." Rafael replied.
"I see. So you decided to wander off without permission and not only put yourself in danger, you put my little one in danger as well."
"Ma'am, I'm fine." Amanda insisted.
"Don't talk back to me, little girl. You disobeyed me and could have ended up very not fine, and your naughty little bottom definitely won't be fine by the time I get finished with it. Rafael, you are not my submissive and therefore are not required to submit to me if you do not wish to share in Amanda's punishment."
"What would be my punishment, Ma'am?" Rafael asked hesitantly.
"In this case, you'd be getting a sound spanking with this paddle on your bare bottom out here on the beach in front of everyone. Spanking is generally what I use as punishment." Olivia explained, showing Rafael the paddle in her hand.
"I'll consent to your punishment, Ma'am." Rafael agreed reluctantly.
"You're sure? Mind you, I said a spanking, not a tickle. It's going to hurt." Olivia warned.
"I consent, Ma'am."
"Good boy. I'm proud of you for not letting Amanda take all the blame. Now, as for you, little girl. I know for a fact you heard me lay out your rules. Why did you not wake me up to ask for permission to go in the water?"
"You were sleeping and I didn't want to wake you up… and… I thought we could get back before you knew we were gone." Amanda admitted with a light blush.
"I see. So you deliberately disobeyed me and you broke your rule about asking for permission." Olivia observed.
"I'm sorry, Ma'am." Amanda hung her head in shame.
"You will be. Are they cleared to go?" Olivia asked the first aid monitor.
"Yes, they are. If there's no bleeding, they can take their bandages off tonight and you can put some arnica on them to help with healing."
"Their knees and elbows aren't the only thing that's going to need arnica tonight. Come along, both of you. I'm going to deal with your naughty bottoms right here on the beach where everyone can watch you wriggle and cry so they can see what happens to naughty little submissives who deliberately break the rules." Olivia scolded.
Olivia took Amanda and Rafael over to the beach's picnic area and had them kneel on one of the picnic benches, bending over the picnic table with their naughty bottoms sticking out to receive her loving discipline. Olivia pulled Amanda's green bikini bottoms down to her knees and pulled Rafael's swim trunks down to his knees. This caught the attention of several people on the beach and they gathered around to watch. Several dominants whispered in the ears of their submissives, warning them to behave to avoid a similar fate.
"Tell everyone why you're being punished, naughty boy." Olivia tapped Rafael's bare bottom with the leather paddle.
"Because I wandered out of sight without telling you where I was, Ma'am. OW!" Rafael whimpered when the leather paddle landed sharply on his bottom, still wet from the ocean.
"Naughty boy. When you are in my care, you will abide by my rules or suffer the consequences. If you reminded Amanda of the rules and she didn't listen, that's not your fault, but you should have come and woken me up to tell me that she was going in the water. She is collared, she is not free to wander around the resort without supervision the same way you are." Olivia scolded as she spanked.
"I'm sorry, Ma'am!" Rafael wailed, beginning to sob as his bottom was spanked red.
Amanda knelt on the bench next to Rafael listening to Olivia lecture and spank him, struggling to hold back tears of her own, knowing that she was next and feeling horribly guilty. She tried to come up with a legitimate reason why she hadn't just woken Olivia up and couldn't think of one. On a subconscious level, she was just like any other submissive who occasionally felt the need to test the boundaries and be put in her proper place as a submissive with rules to abide by and consistent, loving consequences for breaking those rules.
"And as for you, my naughty girl," Olivia shifted her strict attention to Amanda and began to spank her wet bottom with the leather paddle, "you have broken so many rules, it's absolutely ridiculous, and I will not tolerate this kind of behavior out of you. You wandered out of my sight after specifically being told to stay in my sight, you broke your rule about asking for my permission before you do anything, you were wandering around the beach unsupervised, and you did it deliberately. If anyone here on the beach decides to report that you were wandering around unsupervised, you and I will both be in for a Code Purple. What have you got to say for yourself?" Olivia scolded.
"No! I'm sorry, Ma'am! I'll be a good girl, I promise! You're the boss! I'm sorry! I'll be a good girl!" Amanda wailed. She still remembered the Code Purple she had received when they visited the resort three summers ago and she didn't want any part of receiving another one.
The two submissive bottoms in front of her were deep red when Olivia finally paused and listened to Amanda and Rafael sobbing. They had given up apologizing and promising to be good, simply submitting to their punishment until Olivia decided that they had been spanked enough.
"All right. Rafael, stand up and pull your shorts up. Your punishment is over, sweetheart." Olivia said, having mercy on the submissive man's punished bottom.
Rafael stood up and carefully pulled his swim trunks over his spanked bottom. Olivia hugged him to her and cuddled him in her arms until he had mostly stopped crying.
"You are more than welcome to hang out with us while we are here, Rafael, but when you are in my care, you need to obey my rules. Do you understand, sweetheart?" Olivia spoke kindly.
"Yes, Ma'am. I'm sorry, I'll be a good boy." Rafael whimpered.
"I know you'll be a good boy, sweetheart. There, there. It's over and forgiven now, let's dry those tears." Olivia assured him kindly.
Rafael sniffled, rubbing the seat of his shorts as he turned to go back to the resort to go to an aftercare room and have some arnica rubbed on his bottom, and then to lie down in his room for a nap. Olivia turned back to her naughty girl still obediently bent over the picnic table.
"I'm afraid your punishment isn't quite over yet, my little naughty one. That paddling was for wandering around the beach unsupervised. You are still going to be punished for wandering out of my sight, not asking permission, and misbehaving deliberately. Stand up."
Amanda obediently stood to her feet and Olivia pulled Amanda's bikini bottoms up, making Amanda wince as the tight material rubbed against her spanked bottom. Amanda followed Olivia back into the resort, but instead of going back to their room, Olivia led Amanda into the dungeon.
"Welcome, ladies." a Dungeon Monitor greeted them.
"Good afternoon. I need a level six punishment room."
Amanda gasped. The last time they visited the resort, she'd been at a level four.
"Of course. Down that hallway, third door on your left. You can get her settled and we'll gather your audience, it'll take about ten minutes." the Dungeon Monitor said.
"Perfect. Thank you."
Olivia took Amanda into the large room and stripped Amanda out of her bikini, restraining Amanda naked to a spanking bench. Olivia took a big piece of poster board and wrote on it.
"Can I see what it says, Ma'am?" Amanda asked hesitantly before Olivia went out to put the board on the door.
"Of course." Olivia turned the poster around so that Amanda could see what she had written.
My name is Amanda. I am being punished for deliberately wandering out of my Mistress's sight and not asking for permission to go into the water on the beach after being told to do so. Please help my Mistress punish me by giving me a good dose of spanking with whatever implement you choose.
Amanda had never been more tempted to use her safeword than she was right at that moment, but she knew that she deserved to be punished. She whimpered as Olivia put the sign on the door and closed the door. Olivia sat on a chair by Amanda's head and gently stroked Amanda's hair.
"My naughty girl. Do you enjoy being publicly humiliated like this?" Olivia scolded even as she continued to stroke Amanda's hair.
"No, Ma'am."
"Then I suggest you behave like the good girl I know you are."
"Please don't leave me, Mistress." Amanda whimpered.
"I'm right here, I'm not going to leave your side for even a second. After you've been punished, we'll go back to our room and I'll hold you." Olivia promised kindly.
A group of people walked into the room and Amanda let out a nervous squeak.
"Have fun." Olivia smiled at the crowd.
The first person in line to spank Amanda didn't hesitate to pick up a belt and give Amanda thirty hard licks. Amanda wailed in pain and was given thirty seconds to recover before the next person stepped up to take their turn. This person decided to give Amanda a long, thorough hand spanking on her tender sit-spots and thighs. The third and fourth person both chose the hairbrush to spank Amanda's naughty bottom.
"Please, Ma'am, please! I'm sorry! I'm so very sorry! You're the boss! I'll be a good girl!" Amanda sobbed after a particularly harsh lesson with a large paddle.
"I'm afraid there are… six more people in line, my angel. Are you going to remember to ask for my permission and not wander around unsupervised?" Olivia asked.
"Yes, Ma'am! I promise! You're the boss! Please!" Amanda sobbed.
"That's my good girl. It will be over soon, sweetheart." Olivia promised, gently stroking Amanda's hair, which seemed to have a calming effect.
Amanda was so lost in the pain that she didn't hear Olivia tell the last six people that they were only allowed to use their hands to spank her.