"I'm going to punish you now, Lori. We'll start with spanking, and move on from there. I expect you not to moan or cry, and to keep count. If you cannot keep count, we will start over."

With that, Steve smacked her bottom hard. Lori gasped but didn't cry out from the stinging pain. "One," she remembered, not wanting to disappoint Steve. A second swat followed, quickly by a third, a fourth. It was hard to keep count, but it kept her mind off of her stinging, reddening ass. After ten, she felt him pull her panties down to her knees. She felt embarrassed, with her ass raised up and her white silk wet panties hanging around her knees. Steve caressed her ass, admiring the red hand marks that now covered her ass.

He unclipped one ankle and slid her panties down and off one leg, before clipping it back to the desk. He traced his finger up her long legs all the way to her throbbing pussy. He reached in briefly to dip two fingers into her wet cunt, as Lori gasped from the sudden entrance. With his other hand, he smacked her bare bottom. She groaned as she tried to push back into his fingers, but he withdrew them suddenly.

"You forgot to count, Lori. We will start again at one."

His hand this time was harder, but between the blows he caressed her ass gently, so that the line between pain and pleasure was getting hard to distinguish. Finally, he reached ten again, and Lori heard more rustling.

Smack! Her ass felt on fire from the paddle, as the burning sensation swept down her legs and she flinched, at least as much as she could while tied spread-eagled to Steve's desk. She remembered to count, though – she would never make that mistake again. Smack came the paddle again, so much more painful than his hand, and without the soft caress afterward. By the time they reached ten, Lori was nearly in tears. It was only through her training and self-discipline that she was able to keep herself from sobbing from the pain.

Then just as quickly as the pain had started, Steve was spreading a cooling ointment on her ass, rubbing it in gently but thoroughly. The relief was so heavenly, so perfectly delicious that Lori hardly noticed that his hands had shifted from her ass to her wet mound.

Steve admired Lori's reddened ass and felt his own heat rise as he looked at her strapped to his desk, blindfolded and completely vulnerable. He stripped off the rest of his clothes, and reached around for yet another tool from his drawer. Lori was the first to test out the improvements he made to his desk – the hidden eyebolts tucked here and there around the desk for various positions, the locked drawer that he had carefully stocked with his favorite sex toys. The years he had spent in the Far East had taught him a level of bondage and dominance that paralleled nicely with the self-denial and discipline required of being a Navy SEAL. At first he had been a submissive, enjoying the release of putting his fate into his master's hands. But then at his master's urging, he began training a young submissive and found his true calling as a dominant.

Just as he enjoyed pushing the limits to solve cases for Five-0, he enjoyed helping his submissives push their own limits to reach unparalleled ecstasy. But he had never had a submissive as challenging as Lori. Training her, playing with her was going to be great fun. It would be dangerous, as they would be working together, but that extra level of danger was also a thrill to Steve.

He gave one final hard slap to Lori's ass, and just to shock her, a quick slap to her swollen pussy. Lori gasped at the shock of the slap to her nether region. Before she could register what had happened, she felt Steve's finger deftly flicking her clit, massaging her vulva, and then back to her clit again. Her breath started to shorten as she felt herself getting closer and closer to orgasm.

"Steve, oh, oh…" she started to moan quietly.

"Don't come," he said sternly. "You must ask me for permission to come, and right now, you may not come. I will go back to the paddle if you disobey me."

Lori tried to think of anything other than orgasm, but Steve's adept fingering was bringing her so close. Her breath caught as she tried to keep it in. Just as she didn't think she could contain herself any longer, he withdrew his finger. She whimpered quietly.