You Are There
Chapter Nine
Punishment, Reparations, and the Key to Forgiving
Rosy Red Bottom Spanked
Olivia in her own Words: POV
The how of why I had arrived here was not important? It was the why that was important now! A month has gone by since I reluctantly respected the wishes of Casey and moved out. There had been zero personal contact except work related discussions. Our relationship remains rocky and icy. The lady detective had tried flowers, chocolates and even a singing telegram.
Olivia spurned by any acknowledgement of herself by Casey reaches out to Alex and arranges for a very reluctantly accepted invitation by her friend Alex to at least have lunch at a café where Olivia will suddenly arrive.
Angrily she will want to leave, but Alex will grab her arm and firmly pull her back in her chair. She will say it is so sad for her to throw away what is so far to find in life, a love partner.
This will start a conversation where Alex squirming on her own reluctant butt will agree to do EVERYTHING in the same manner to Olivia's bottom outside as well as inside to SAVE her friend's relationship.
The story I'm about to relate is true. I know it is true because my bottom is still sore red and marked with purple bruises from my mistress Rebecca and it is 22 hours later since that dominance session. Though my curvaceous small My heart is in my throat as I smell that intoxicating leather that surrounds me including a dark green leather OBGYN Table and a couple dozen paddles, whips tawses, crops and that most dreaded stinging cane. My heart was in my throat and my clit grew as the fright of what I am in for triggers the reality that this was going to be painful and my current and past lovers would see and touch real tears on my puffy face before this serious spanking was over.
These were my thoughts as the dungeon room door opened and Mistress Rebecca entered the room. The attractive young lady in her mid twenties was alluring yet very intimidating standing there wearing a tight, short black leather skirt with matching pantyhose as well as green satin panties from Victoria Secret pulled partially into her ass crack.
Professional disciplinarian Rebecca told us we should address her as 'Mistress Rebecca' Then, it became clear no one in the room except Rebecca was in charge
"I do NOT do scripted sessions, which means I agreed to do an over the knee spanking...and that is what you will get. What I wear is up to me. What I decide to spank your naughty bottom with is up to my discretion."
The role-play immediately starts with me in my blue jean skirt and green panties trembling in anticipation as a bad teen girl and Mistress Rebecca playing my exasperated mother determined to teach her say teen daughter a lesson she will never forget. My sassiness will be dealt with severely as my professional disciplinarian Rebecca ordered me to bend over
"Come on young lady bend over my lap".
Olivia pouted like a little girl of eight about to be spanked.
"Rebecca, What did I do to deserve a spanking?"
Olivia was cornered realizing the importance of gaining an assistant detective role as Rebecca's girl Friday on her future after college. The pretty brunette detective said, while she lowered herself for the second part of her spanking for the awful and awkward trip across Rebecca's knees. Rebecca needed to show Olivia she meant business and pulled up her short jean skirt, smiling with amusement as her 'Hello Kitty' panty clad bottom was sticking up in the air, especially in her bent position.
She realized just how vulnerable she was with her most private of all pink pouting hole exposed to her punisher.
Olivia gasped loudly and puffed out her cheeks looking up at him.
But it was for naught. Rebecca told Olivia
"You've got a good spanking coming Olivia" Rebecca informed her.
Spank! Spank! Spank! Spank! Spank! Spank! Spank! Spank! Spank! Spank!
Rebecca's hand landed repeatedly all over her firm butt with a loud report on bare resilient feminine flesh of both bottom cheeks.
"Owl" the pain of the spankings she snapped her brunette head back and her pretty mouth opened in a wide oval as a loud cry of anguish emerged from her throat.
Spank! Blam! Spank! Wham! Pop! Spank! Splat! Whack! Spank! Crack!
Before the young detective could react to the first bare spank, Rebecca's punishing hand landed again, this time squarely against her curvaceous plump right butt cheek.
"OWWW"
Olivia wailed as her pink white legs flashing up and her brunette haired head jerking backwards.
"Stop it hurts! Don't, please it hurts "Olivia yelped! Splat!
This time Rebecca's palm cracked down across her lovely pert bottom with an effective snap of her wrist which added a particular nasty sting to each spank.
"Oh, oo woo ooo"
Her ass was now beginning to turn a hot red color and throbbed. Rebecca took time from spanking the red bottomed detective and pulled down her panties off her bottom and felt the heat coming of her former room mate's very red bottom
Olivia also had a lump in her throat and nervously swallowed as the paddle she saw in Rebecca's hand. She recognized it as the same paddle her now recalled she had swung through the air with a dismissal that somewhere in Midtown Manhattan parents were spanking their daughters like Neanderthals. "P-POW" she had mocked making paddle usage sounds making fun of parents who spanked their children as the paddle made a swoosh sound through the air.
The "heat for the seat" paddle, a medium length board about 10" long and about 1/4" thick-made of cedar the thickness of your pinky finger lacquered to a shiny surface with a picture of girl her skirt up on her back and her pink panty-clad bottom on view.
"Use To Guarantee A Hot Ass Seat." Olivia knew now that the hot seat the paddle referred to was going to be her very sore red ass.
Olivia shrieked and tried to struggle to protect her precious bottom from the painful onslaught of hard paddle swats.
"I am sorry for hurting you and causing you such mental and physical pain I continue to be compelled to make amends for, please forgive me Casey" Olivia begged.
Olivia's hick ups crying settled down Rebecca tried to gauge the sincerity of her client's apology to her lover. That was until this incident as the red as a caboose pert butt remained draped across her lap. The swats with the wooden paddle had stopped, but the question for Olivia was is she finished?
"Olivia the truth is you could have not stabbed me in the ass with your dildo around your waist." Casey said becoming vocal and emotional.
Rebecca emphasized that last factoid pulling the paddle back behind her ear and swinging down at Olivia's cringing bottom with a mighty swat and a wrist snap action that burned into the lower bottom crack of a suffering Olivia.
The spanking with the over the lap paddle alarmingly became more intense and Olivia began to sob as her bottom was transformed to a bright shiny red beacon of pain.
The horrified detective noticed its vivid red colorization as she anxiously glanced back over her shoulder.
"Owl I Will Never Do Those Things Again" she tearfully begged for mercy, her flaming bottom inspiring words that surprised Olivia, words that might have come more likely from a misbehaving child.
Rebecca noticed as she continued her spanking. By this time her spanker's striking spank spot was a blazing stinging red with angry white blisters cropping up on her suffering burning bottom.
Rebecca so much hoped Olivia was coming to terms with what her shrewish behavior had brought upon herself and she could out a rebuttal to her treatment of her lover.
Mistress Rebecca finished off with a whip; it was purple and had five strands of leather. She made me take off my panties and bend further over her lap, so that my pained red ass could be kissed with the sting of her five leather strand whips. That paddling left a fresh canvas of welts on my burning bottom. I tried to get up but Mistress Rebecca said I had been a very naughty young lady as she kicked my legs out wide and slammed my stomach back into her tummy and I farted. This angered my mistress and she ordered me reach back and spread my sore ass cheeks which by the way were hot to the touch and she whipped my puckering butthole with the tip of a leather belt. I can attest to the sting of that punishment. Bent over her lap and she proceed to light a fire in my butt hole. I could see in the mirrored wall along with an angry crop of blood blisters that dotted my swelling behind.
Casey dissolved into a torrent of tears and for a moment Olivia was elated her heart soaring hoping their troubles were behind them. This was her strongest hope as
However, her hopeful warm smile as she looked back at Casey was met with an Iceman cometh or in this case woman stare.
Olivia's forlorn face of unease spoke volumes to the divide that still remained
"Where the hell do we go from here, Casey?" Olivia wailed in misery not from the pain in her ass, but that which radiated from her soul in frustration she still had not found the key to forgiveness.
End of Chapter Nine
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