Here's Chapter 2! Thank you all so much for your reviews, follows, and favorites! To think when I started typing this out of boredom I was considering scrapping it. But I'm glad you guys like it, and I tried to update quickly for you. This chapter turned out much longer than I thought it would, and I surprised myself by writing this much. This is the chapter were the BDSM content starts coming in, and I hope it's good because this is really the first time I've written something like it. Anyways, enjoy!
The rustling of the wind chimes outside the screen glass door awoke Len from the mid-day nap he had been taking on the leather loveseat in the parlor. For a second he was confused, not recalling ever falling asleep, but he answered his own question when he noticed the book on his lap.
Chivalry of the Modern Man
The young man smirked, setting the book to the side. His mother had sent it to him in the mail a few days ago, soon after her visit to his estate. She had left mumbling something about "respect issues" or some malarkey of the sort. While this was the least of Len's concern (weren't women drawn by his bluntness?), he decided to read into it just to humor his mother. The book was all about holding doors, laying jackets down over puddles, etc- nothing to write home about. Personally, he was content with his snide remarks and overall sarcastic attitude.
Running a hand though his hair and gradually breaking through the sheen of grogginess left over from sleep, Len contemplated what to do next. It was three-thirty, so the afternoon was still young. Thoughts of Rin flooded his mind. Earlier that day, she had been trying her best to keep her master happy, bringing him the occasional banana, sitting quietly and letting him pet her for as long as he liked, and other small acts of obedience. He smiled, deciding to find her and see what she was up to. Maybe even get a chance to test that obedience. He had a few games in mind...
Assuming she was in the garden, that was the first place Master Len checked. Sure enough, there she sat it a sunny patch of grass, a brightly colored miniature bird at her feet. As mentioned before, the birds in the garden belonged to a fairly rare, high dollar breed that Len kept in the garden for decorative purposes. In the right environments, the birds were rather fertile, keeping their breed sufficient, and unlikely to die out completely. Still, Len only allowed his pet to kill one every other month. He knew it was instinctive for her, but because of the expense, this seemed to be a fair compromise. But it wasn't due time for another bird yet, and Rin knew that.
As Len walked up to were Rin was sitting, the girl automatically assumed a kneeling position, looking up at her master nervously. The expression on her face was the picture of guilt.
"M-master?" The girl struggled to speak, trying to assess the severity of her master's anger.
Len maintained a relatively placid aura about him, There was no use though already thinking about what his actions would be minutes later.
"You killed it?" He asked for confirmation.
Rin nodded solemnly, knowing that Len was clearly disappointed, and she hated herself for this. She had tried so hard to be well-behaved, and this sudden outburst of instinct had ruined her streak. She couldn't even look him in the eye.
Len placed two fingers under her chin, lifting it so she was forced to meet his gaze. "You know the rules, Rin. What do you think I should do now?"
There was no use in her begging for forgiveness or trying to gain his sympathy in some petty way. That was the game of those who lacked devotion. Rin simply did not fall into that category, nor did she wish to.
"You should punish me, Master," Rin paused for a moment before adding, "Shall I go retrieve your corrector?"
The "corrector" was the term Len gave his riding crop, as he felt it had a better ring to it. He smiled inwardly, impressed with Rin's response.
"Yes, Rin," Len responded, watching as Rin curtsied, added the customary, "As you wish, Master," and crossing the garden to carry out her orders.
In a couple minutes she returned, looked at her master with slightly glossy eyes, and shakily, though not at all hesitantly, placed the corrector in hs hands.
Running a hand across the rod, Len looked at Rin, a sideways smile on his face. "Rin? This implement, does it... scare you?" He punctuated the sentence by bringing it down loudly in his hand, causing his pet to wince slightly.
"It does, Master," She responded slowly. This wasn't a lie. The sound it made when it connected with her bare skin. The way it stung and reddened her skin without leaving any real scars. The thought in her mind every time it struck that it was a result of h disappointing the man she loved and respected. Rin hadn't lied to her master. It scared her.
"It scares you, but you weren't the least bit hesitant to bring it to me. Why is that?" He asked, beginning to pace in a circle around Rin.
Rin wished her master would end this seemingly pointless line of question, but obedient as always, she patiently answered him. "Master Len-sama, it is my duty as your pet to please you. My actions clearly displeased you, going against my duty. I must accept my punishment no matter what."
Pausing his pacing, Len lowered his lips to her ear, whispering, "Your answer pleases me. Now, let's get this over with."
Allowing him to lead her inside, RIn was taken to a small room attached their bedroom. Opening the door that could have easily been mistaken as one to a walk-in closet, Len gestured for Rin to enter. The girl walked into the noticeably chilly room, her master following close behind her and shutting the door.
Before proceeding any further, Len placed two strong hands on Rin's shoulders and looked her in the eye seriously.
"You are to accept your punishment quietly. A sound, and you'll get extra correction," Len paused to swat the crop gently against her upper hip in warning. He continued, "When I feel you have learned your lesson, and only then," He emphasized his next words by sliding his hands down her sides and giving the softest kiss to her cheek, "I will help ease the pain a bit."
Rin shivered with mixed feelings that went along with anticipation of both the punishment and what would come afterwards.
Her master withdrew his hands and crossed the room to a small box he kept in the corner. Grabbing the box ad bringing it over to where Rin stood in the middle of the room, he pulled out a few items.
"Hands up," He commanded, binding he hands with a pair of metal cuffs that fit snugly around her wrists. He then connected then to two hooks on the ceiling, forcing Rin to stretch on the tips of her toes in order to keep contact with the ground.
Len walked behind Rin to unzip the back of her strapless yellow sundress, which had a white lace belt around it's middle that tied in a big bow in the back. It slipped off easily onto the ground, then Len picked it up, folded it, and set it on the ground by the door.
A bright pink blush found its way to Rin's cheeks at being almost completely exposed to her master, even though it wasn't the first time.
Next, Len attached a metal spreader bar directly above her ankles, fastening them firmly apart so he could tell how she was... reacting... to her punishment. And there was no way for her to hide it.
Looking at Rin, turned on at seeing her this vulnerable, he tapped the corrector against her calf. "You ready to start?"
"Yes, Master," Rin started, mentally preparing herself for the pain ahead. "I am ready to receive my punishment."
With that, he struck her lower legs sharply, slowly working his way up, giving five strikes to each section of each of her leg. Rin stayed still and quiet as a statue despite the pain, squeezing her eyes shut tightly. It stung, but somehow it gave her a different feeling as well. Helpless and at her master's mercy, so completely his, this aroused her in a twisted way.
Once the master got to Rin's mid-thigh, he switched from her outer to inner leg, striking hard against the more soft skin there, eventually starting to hit the area just below her more intimate parts. One miss-aimed blow grazed that spot, causing her to wince, struggling to keep silent.
Smirking and pausing his assault on her smooth, golden skin, Len noticed dampness coming through his girl's frilly light blue panties. Assessing the moisture with his finger, he looked up at Rin with a sadistic grin. "My, my. You dirty girl. Shall I clean you up?"
The deep redness in Rin's cheeks increased even more as Len slid her underwear down to her ankles with his teeth.
He soon saw more wetness dripping down her leg, and dabbed at it with his smooth, experienced tongue. Len worked thoroughly, lapping up the liquid, mewling softly at the sweet taste of Rin. He wanted to taste every last drop, all the way to it source. When he got there he began to lick in and out the folds at a painfully slow pace. The cat-girl at that moment simply lost all her composure, letting out a moan of sheer pleasure.
She was instantly alerted of her mistake by a hard crack of the crop against her behind. Tears gathered in her eyes at the mix of overwhelming pleasure being denied from her, and the pain of the hardest blow she'd received in the last half hour.
Len got behind Rin once again, and wrapped a ghost-like arm around her waist, snaking his hand down to the still helplessly wet nub between her legs. Clamping his hand tightly around it, he whispered huskily, "This part seems to be betraying you at the moment. Should I punish it for you?"
Not giving her time to reply, he unclamped his hand, then brought it down sharply on the area it had been covering, the area Len felt he owned completely.
Rin took a deep intake of breath accompanied by a slight groan. Though the slap had stung, it was really more gratifying than painful. For her noise, she was once again awarded a strike of the corrector to her thigh, harder this time. A few more slaps of his hand, same as the first, were given. Noticing the sweat covering his pet's skin, accompanied by her shallow breathing, Len could tell she was enjoying this a bit too much for his liking.
"My sweet little kitten, am I indulging you too much?" He purred into her ear, dragging his nail over her clit in an effort to trip her up and prove himself right. But Rin held the urge to moan again, as pressing as it was.
"Good girl!" Len praised, gently kissing the base of her neck. "But I still think I need to keep this going a bit longer."
Rin's master reached down in the box next to him, grabbing a wooden paddle and pressing it to her bottom to show her what he had in mind.
"You had to be corrected twice extra for moaning, so you'll get twenty with this, ten for each. Count for me"
Len it the paddle hard against Rin's sweat-dampened skin, and the girl quickly responded with a concise, "One".
The next nine were as hard as the first, and Rin was having a hard time keeping her toes on the ground because of the force. Len placed his free hand on her firm, flat stomach to steady her.
"Halfway there, angel. After you count, beg for another."
Another blow, even harder than the previous ones found its way to her bottom, darkening it even more.
"Eleven. Please, Master. I need another." She gasped out, hoping her words pleased her demanding master.
After finishing up with the last few smacks, Len set down the paddle, walked in front of his pet, and captured her lips in a kiss of forgiveness.
"Rin, have you learned your lesson?" Len questioned, running a hand through Rin's silky hair.
"Yes, Master. Please forgive me," She spoke between forced gasps.
Len smiled warmly at the precious girl in front of him, caressing her abused skin with his gentle touch. "Of course I forgive you. Now," He started working to free Rin's limbs from their restraints. "Are you ready for some positive reinforcement?"
TO BE CONTINUED...
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