Disclaimer: Since I forgot to say it in the first chapter, I own none of the characters from Pitch Perfect. I also don't own the rights to the song used in this chapter. It is So Beautiful by the amazing Idina Menzel.

Chapter 2

I woke to the feeling of warm skin underneath me and a gentle hand trailing through my hair. I froze, a blush warming my cheeks as I remembered the events of the previous night and that I was curled up against Aubrey, the one-time bane of my existence.

Aubrey chuckled huskily. "Good morning, Beca."

My blush deepened. "Um, good morning." I said awkwardly.

Her fingers trailed down my cheek and gave a gentle tug on the collar still circling my throat. "I love seeing my collar on you." I whimpered as heat rushed through me. "Look at me, please." I met her intense gaze feeling incredibly self-conscious. "Do you regret last night?"

I quickly shook my head. "No, not at all."

She smiled, and I could see the relief in her eyes. "Do you want to keep wearing my collar?"

I hesitated, biting my lip. "For how long?"

"That depends on you."

"I don't know, Aubrey. I—I don't think I can live like this all the time."

"I can understand that Beca. Let me ask a simpler question. Do you want this to continue?"

"Yes, Mistress," I said honestly.

She smiled. "Me, too." She paused to think for a moment before asking, "Do you have anywhere you need to be today?"

It was Sunday, and I wasn't due anywhere until the lunch meeting I had with my manager the following day. "No, Mistress. I don't have to be anywhere until tomorrow at noon."

"Excellent. Then this is my proposal; when you are in this house, you will wear my collar and belong to me and must do as I say. If we need to leave the house together, we will discuss whether or not you will wear the collar. If it is on, the same rules apply and I expect the same obedience even if we are in public. If it is not on, then you may do as you like until we return and you put the collar back on. How does this sound so far?"

I thought over her offer. It seemed fair. "Ok, I think I can do that."

"Tomorrow, before you leave, we will discuss whether to continue this or not. Do you agree to my terms?" She asked raising en eyebrow.

"Yes, Mistress."

She smiled the happiest smile I had ever seen on her face. It took my breath away. "Good," she said before turning to grab the small key from her nightstand. She quickly unlocked the chain from my collar before pulling me into a searing kiss. When she pulled back, we were both panting. She smiled down at me. "Now, go make us some breakfast."

"Yes, Mistress," I said, and climbed from the bed. I was still naked as I padded into the kitchen and opened the fridge to see what was available to make.

Aubrey came into the kitchen about 15 minutes later, wrapped in a shear robe. I stopped to stare at her, feeling myself grow wet at the glimpse of her naked body through the thin fabric. She let me look for a moment before saying, "Don't let my eggs burn, Beca."

I jumped and quickly turned back to the stove. In seconds I had two plates filled with scrambled eggs and bacon. I moved over to the small kitchen table and placed the plates on the table, before going to pour coffee into two mugs. "Do you like cream and sugar?"

"Yes, please."

I finished preparing the coffee and moves back to sit across the table from her. We ate in silence for several minutes before I asked, "Aubrey, may I ask you a question?"

She looked sharply at me for a minute before saying, "Yes."

"Why did you choose the name 'Mistress Bella'?"

Her immediate blush surprised me. She took a minute to compose herself before she spoke. "I felt most in control in control when I was captain of the Bellas. At least, until you came along. When I realized how much I enjoyed this lifestyle, I took the name to regain the control you took from me."

"Oh, my God. I'm sorry, I never knew," I apologized.

She smirked at my obvious regret. "I'm not. It led me to this." She said gesturing to me. "As soon, as I started acting as a dominatrix, I often found myself fantasizing about you and what I would do to you if I ever managed to have you kneeling bound at my feet."

I was breathless as I asked, "Really?"

Her eyes darkened, "Yes, Beca. It's why I asked Marcus to hire you for the party last night. I had to see how you would respond when surrounded by the dommes and subs. I needed to know if I would ever be able to fulfill my fantasies."

I swallowed hard. "That's why he hired me?"

"Well, I did have to persuade him to come out and listen to you mix at Exchange LA a few weeks ago. After that, he was begging for you."

"Thank you, Aubrey." I asked, genuinely pleased that she had gone to so much effort for me.

She smiled. "You're welcome," she said, before the smile faded away and a stern look crossed her features. "But if you say my name one more time, you will be sorry."

I gasped, feeling my eyes widen, even as heat flooded through me. "I'm sorry, Mistress. I forgot myself."

She raised an eyebrow. "Kneel and lower your eyes. You have lost the privilege of looking at me."

"Yes, Mistress. I'm sorry." I said obeying her orders.

"You may make it up to me, by pleasuring me." She said, drawing her robe apart and spreading her thighs.

"Thank you, Mistress." I shifted to bring myself closer to her, the scent of her arousal filling my senses and making my head spin.

"Wait," she said just before I was able to run my tongue through her damp folds. I immediately froze. "Good, girl. Now stay there." She pushed her chair back from me and swept from the room. She was back quickly and she crouched behind me, wrapping leather cuffs around my wrists and ankles. They all clipped together and I found that if I wasn't careful, I would fall over and have no way to sit back up. Heat rushed to my core and I whimpered. Aubrey moved back to stand in front of me and I could feel her eyes burning into me, but I did not meet her gaze. "Just perfect," she purred causing me to groan in need.

My mistress shifted her chair and sat in front of me, bringing her center into reach of my mouth. Immediately I buried myself in her wet folds. I was startled by the hand that fisted in my hair and yanked my face away from her. "That was rude, Beca. You did not ask for permission to touch me."

I stammered, "I-I'm sorry, Mistress."

She sighed. "Not as sorry as you will be. I am going to finish my breakfast, now. You will wait. Do not touch me and look straight ahead. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Good," she said before shifting her chair even closer to me so that I was looking directly into her core. It was swollen, wet and I desperately wanted to close the distance to run my tongue over her folds. I whimpered and she chuckled as she picked up her plate to continue her meal. As she ate, I fell into a near trance as her scent washed over me, and I saw her center clench and grow wetter as the minutes ticked past. At long last, Aubrey set down her plate and let out a long, satisfied moan that sent a shiver through me.

"Now, my pet, have you learned your lesson?" She asked.

"Yes, Mistress. I'm sorry." I said.

"Fine then you may taste me."

Her words had barely reached me when I lurched forward and plunged my tongue into her. Her shuddering response made my own center clench and I devoured her, licking up her desire. Desperate moans fell from my lips as I feasted. When she moaned out her release, she made me stop and sit back.

As she unclipped my restraints, she told me to move back to my chair. I immediately jumped to follow her orders and she secured my ankles to the chair legs, before clipping the handcuffs together. "Now, finish your breakfast. You will need all of your strength for what I have in mind for you."

"Yes, Mistress. Thank you."

She just smirked at me before making herself another cup of coffee and sitting across from me. My food had grown cold, but I didn't care. It was awkward to eat with my wrists bound together, but I managed it. I ate as quickly as I possibly could, keeping my eyes carefully locked onto my plate, even though I could feel her watching me as she quietly sipped her coffee. When I had finished eating, I carefully set my fork back on my plate and sat back, waiting with bated breath for what she would do next.

Aubrey said nothing as she left the room. After a minute she came back with a black leather harness, a small dildo and some kind of remote in her hands. I had no idea what it was for, but I didn't ask. She set them on the table and moved to release my feet from the chair. "Stand up." I obeyed and she lifted the dildo. "Spread your legs." Again I did as she asked. I gasped when she ran a finger through my dripping folds. "Good, you're wet enough," she said before carefully sliding the dildo into me. I gasped and struggled to stay standing when my knees went weak. I felt her hands on my waist, steadying me.

"Thank you, Mistress." I whispered, grateful for her support.

"You're welcome. Now, this harness has a strap that goes through your legs to keep the dildo inside of you." She said, holding up the leather and I nodded, understanding. She strapped in on me, and I felt the stiff leather press the dildo further inside me. I moaned. "Do, you like the way that feels, Beca?" Aubrey chuckled.

"Yes, Mistress," I moaned.

She brushed a hand down my back before lifting the remote. "This is for the dildo. Once I turn it one, you are not to come until I give you permission. Nor will I turn it off to prevent your orgasm until I choose to remove it. Do you understand?"

I felt myself clench around the phallus as I nodded, "Yes, Mistress. I understand."

"Good," She said and I could hear the smirk in her voice. I barely had time to consider how much trouble I was about to be in before she turned it on. I jerked at the first vibration, but it was only the beginning. My mistress twisted the dial on the remote and the vibrator began to twist within me.

"Oh, fuck," I moaned. I struggled to remain on my feet and as I strained to hold off the orgasm that was immediately building within me, I failed to notice what my mistress was doing.

"Open your mouth," she growled into my ear. I shuddered and did as she commanded. Immediately, the rough fabric of the belt for her robe was thrust into my mouth. "I won't allow you to speak like that in my home," She snarled as she tied the material behind my head. I could only groan in response. "Now, you will wash the dishes and clean up the mess you made in the kitchen." She unlocked the cuffs on my hands to allow me the freedom to do as she asked.

I nodded and moved to comply. The first step caused the dildo to shift inside me, and I froze, biting hard on the material in my mouth as an orgasm threatened to crash through me. After a second, I had regained my composure enough to try moving again. Every step threatened to send me flying over the edge, but I was able to grit my teeth and hold it at bay. I could feel my mistress' smirk as I slowly gathered our dishes and moved to the sink. I held out until I began to scrub the bacon grease from the frying pan. I screamed through the material in my mouth as my release ripped through me.

Aubrey was behind me in an instant. "Do I give you permission to come yet, Beca?" She snapped. I shook my head. "That's right, you were not supposed to come," she snarled as she pushed me down to lean over the sink. Immediately her hand smacked down across my ass. I whimpered as the impact jarred the still moving dildo within me. Three more sharp slaps caused another orgasm to explode over me and I slumped against the sink. "You are a very bad girl, my pet. I still have not given you permission to come. You will be severely punished for this. Do you understand me?" Her voice was a dangerous growl in my ear, and I nodded. "Good, now stand up and finish the dishes, I will be back with the first part of your punishment."

And then she was gone, I slowly straightened myself, trying to ignore the evidence of my orgasms dripping down my thighs. I carefully cleaned the frying pan and set it aside. As I wiped down the kitchen counters, my mistress reentered the room. She paused to look me over. "Did you come again?" I shook my head. "Very well, put that down and come over here." I did as she asked. I felt the soft teeth of nipple clamps bite into my hard tips and shuddered. They were connected with a light chain that hung in a delicate arch between my breasts. My mistress ran one finger down the valley between my breasts to land gently on the chain. The added pressure sent a bolt of heat straight to my core and I shuddered, suddenly fighting another orgasm from enveloping me. I could hear the pleased smirk in her voice as my mistress spoke. "Excellent, now follow me."

I followed her into the bedroom we had used last night, as carefully as I could. Each step was torture as the chain hanging between the nipple clamps swung gently causing heat to shoot straight to my clit. I was panting around the fabric in my mouth when I finally reached the room.

"Kneel," Aubrey commended as I shuffled into the room. I slowly lowered my body, trying desperately not to jar the still moving dildo inside me. At last I managed to reach the ground. I kept my eyes on the carpet directly in front of my knees and waited. My mistress paced the carpet. "Hm…What should I do to you?" She pondered out loud before moving over to the cabinet. I could hear her sorting through various objects and I started to squirm. The added pressure of my weight resting on the leather harness was causing another orgasm to build within me. I suddenly felt Aubrey's eyes on me again, and I forced myself to still. "If you come again before I've given you permission, if will be the last orgasm you have until after dinner tonight, Beca," She warned and I could hear the honesty in her voice. I nodded and tried to focus my thoughts away from the waves of pleasure running through my body. It seemed to work, as I felt the impending orgasm begin to recede.

My mistress moved over to one of the wooden chair in the room. I couldn't see what she was doing, but after a minute she called to me. "Come here, my pet." I obediently made my way to her. "I think that you've had enough of this toy for the moment. Though we may come back to it, if you misbehave again," she said and I felt the movement within me still. I let a sigh of relief fall out of me. "Beca, look at me," she said in a surprisingly compassionate tone. My eyes immediately found her and I saw a fondness in her emerald green eyes that surprised me. "Are you alright?" she asked. I could tell that she genuinely cared and I nodded as a smile turned up my lips around the gag. She smiled at me for a moment before her eyes turned hard again. "Now, because you must be punished for two digressions, you will be blind folded so that you will focus completely on your discipline." I nodded and she slipped a blindfold over my eyes, securing it tightly behind my head. Immediately my other tenses seemed to heighten and I was uncomfortably aware of the dildo still lodged between my legs. "Can you see anything?" My mistress asked. I shook my head. "Good, I am going to remove the harness and dildo now." I nodded again and spread my legs. As the phallus was gently pulled out, I felt a moment of intense relief. It was shattered as my mistress pulled heavily again the chain attached to my breasts, I gasped as heat raced through me.

Aubrey chuckled in response to my reaction. "Good, now, I'm going to move the chair behind you. There is a phallus in the center of it; you may use your hands to help lower yourself onto it." I shuddered at the thought. And let my mistress position me over the chair. I hesitated, this was going to be difficult. Seeing my hesitation, Aubrey snapped out, "Lower yourself now, and do not come." I instantly bent my knees until I could feel the rubber tip brush against my swollen lips. I reached a hand between my legs and was able to feel the slick lube coating the dildo. I carefully eased it into position and let it impale me as I lowered myself to the seat. I gasped as the sensation of being filled ripped through me. This dildo was nearly as large as the one Aubrey had used last night and I felt full almost to bursting. I took several deep breaths and was able to calm myself.

"Well done," my mistress said from below me. I was slightly confused until I could feel her soft fingers on my ankles. With a gentle tug, she pulled first on foot back behind the chair legs and tied them together, causing my hips to rock forward so that all of my wait was hinged on the phallus deeply buried inside me. My inner walls clenched around the dildo and I shuddered, struggling against the release suddenly threatening to be my undoing. My mistress allowed me the time to compose myself again before moving to my wrists. She attached these to the binding on my ankles, leaving me arched back in the chair with nothing but the dildo to keep me supported. It was nearly too much. I had no idea what she had in store, but I knew in that moment, that if my mistress so much as left me in the chair for another minute, I would be coming and coming and coming, and she would hold true to her earlier threat. I also realized that that was exactly what Aubrey wanted. I waged a vicious battle with myself to not give in to her. I even managed to calm myself down a little bit, until I felt the first brush of the feather run across my aching nipple. I immediately screamed and clenched down on the phallus inside me, coming in wave after wave of pleasure. The orgasms didn't cease until my arms fell dimly to my sides, and the strain on my legs relaxed.

I felt strong, warm arms lift me off the chair and lay me across the bench. "Oh, Beca," I heard my mistress say lovingly as she wrapped me up into her arms. I had no strength to hold her back in that moment, and I just zoned blissfully out for a long time, feeling her soft hands caressing me as she held me. Eventually strength returned to me and I trailed one hand up to cup her cheek as I smiled up at her. I still couldn't see her through the blindfold, but that didn't matter. I felt safe and loved. I could feel the smile on her face and I was content. For a long time, we stayed like that. Eventually, Aubrey's hands moved to untie the gag and pull it gently from my lips and she carefully unclipped the clamps from my aching nipples. . She kissed me tenderly and I was happy.

But the moment came to an end as Aubrey broke the kiss with a sigh. "What am I going to do with you, Beca?" Her voice was soft, but I could hear the domme reawakening. She hadn't given me permission to speak, so I just shrugged. It was apparently the wrong thing to do, as her voice snapped out like a whip. "Do you want to be punished?" She didn't give me the opportunity to respond as she continued. "You must. You disobeyed me several times today. I will not tolerate disobedience from my property. Do you or do you not belong to me? Answer me."

"I belong to you, Mistress." I couldn't stop the smirk that spread across my face. I knew it would bait her, and I couldn't help wanting to see what she would do.

Immediately, she growled and pulled me over her lap. Each smack that fell across my ass was hard and fast, and caused my center to clench. After the first two, I found myself panting out moans. The skin on my butt felt like it was on fire after the first dozen smacks, but they did not stop. Tears spilled from my eyes and soaked the blindfold. I lost track of everything but the feeling of her hand on my ass after that. I have no idea how long that spanking lasted, but I knew that I wouldn't be able to sit easily for a week after. It hurt, but it also turned me on so much, that I could feel my desire dripping down my thighs. Somehow, I managed to avoid another orgasm, as my mistress spanked me, but it was a near thing. After an eternity, my mistress' hand fell one final time and stayed to gently sooth the enflamed skin with gentle rubs.

"You deserved that, my pet." She spoke in a voice that was husky with exhaustion.

"I know, Mistress," I managed to croak out, my voice long since broken from continuous panting.

"Thank me for your discipline."

"Thank you, Mistress."

"Good girl. Now go crawl into bed. I will be with you in a moment," She said as she untied my blindfold.

I hastily got to my feet and climbed into the large bed. I sat with crossed legs and watched as Aubrey moved over to the cabinet and pulled out a slim pink dildo and lube. She moved back to the bed handing them to me. "Pleasure me," was all she said before making herself comfortable on the bed.

"Yes, Mistress," I said, hearing the enthusiasm in my voice. I took a minute to inspect the dildo, it had a knob to turn on the vibrating feature and I smiled. I quickly lubed up the device before kneeling between Aubrey's thighs. I turned on the vibrator and ran it up her slick folds. She gasped as the tip found her clit. I pressed down for a moment, letting the vibrations work for me.

She shuddered and growled, "Inside me, Beca."

"Yes, Mistress," I said, obediently moving the dildo to her opening. I slowly inched it into her and her hips rocked up to meet it. As soon as it was a deep inside her as it would go, I adjusted it to vibrate faster and pulled it back and thrust into her in quick succession.

"Fuck!" My mistress yelled. I grinned and continued thrusting. Her hips rose in time with each thrust and I could feel my desire for her rise.

"Mistress, may I use my mouth on your breasts?" I asked, slowing my thrusts so I could gain her attention.

"Yes, but don't stop what you're doing," She groaned out.

I smiled as I picked up the pace of my thrusts and moved up the bed so I could reach her plump breasts. I leaned down and delicately flicked her nipple with the tip of my tongue. She shuddered out a moan and I closed my mouth over her erect nipple. I swirled my tongue against the tender nub as I thrust the phallus between her legs. I could feel her orgasm building as her body tensed under me. I gently closed my teeth against her breast and she fell over the edge, screaming my name. I released the nipple and laid a delicate kiss on it, as I continued to thrust into her.

"Enough, put that aside and come here." She said in a lazy, satisfied voice. I hurried to follow her orders, and she held out her arms for me. I snuggled into her side.

"Thank you, Mistress." I said happily.

"You're welcome," Aubrey chuckled. She grabbed the chain that was still attached to the headboard and clipped it to my collar, locking it closed again. "I'm not done with you, my pet. But I am going to nap for a while."

"Yes, Mistress," I said and felt sleepy satisfaction course through me. My mistress chuckled again and wrapped her arms around me as we slept.

I woke about an hour later and rolled onto my back to stretch. The instant my weight fell onto the still tender skin of my ass, I winced, and let out a little gasp. I immediately rolled back to my side and saw that I'd woken Aubrey. She grinned at me.

"Sore?" She asked with a smirk.

"Yes," I grumbled, forgetting to answer properly in my momentary annoyance.

Aubrey immediately, yanked on my collar, bringing my face up to meet hers as her free hand fell hard against my aching ass, forcing a pained grunt from my lips. Her eyes bore into mine and I knew I had taken a misstep.

"I—I'm sorry, Mistress," I begged.

"Not as sorry as you will be. I thought my punishment earlier was sufficient. I see now that I was wrong. Go, kneel by the bed." She unlocked the chain attached to my collar.

"Yes, Mistress," I said moving to obey immediately. She moved to her cabinet and quickly gathered several items before returning to my side.

"Stand."

I hastily obeyed. She wrapped soft, padded leather cuffs around my wrists. They had a long strap that draped to the floor. She tugged on the strap and led me to stand beneath one of the hooks in the ceiling. She used the bench to run the end of the strap through the hook, pulling my hands above my head. When my body was stretched as tightly as it would go, while still allowing my feet to stay flat on the ground, she tied off the strap.

"Can you bend your knees?" She asked, admiring her work.

I tried and was only able to bend them a little bit. "Not much, Mistress."

She grinned and knelt to attach cuffs to my ankles. These had a bar that ran between them, forcing my apart and I had to struggle to be able to keep both feet flat on the floor. I felt stretched as taut as a wire.

Aubrey stepped back to look at me. "Do not lock your knees. I don't want you passing out."

"Ok. I won't, Mistress."

Her grin turned wicked, which sent heat straight to my core and I shivered in anticipation. "Good, now for the first part of your punishment." She turned and brought a stool over and positioned it under me. She did something to lock it into place. After shaking it to ensure it wouldn't move, she went back to the cabinet. When she turned around I saw the large blue dildo in her hands. As she moved closer, I could see that it was shaped like a real penis, with a large ridge where the head would normally end. It had a suction cup on the other end. She held a bottle of lube in her other hand. She quickly applied the lube and positioned the dildo at my entrance. My mistress met my eyes as she said, "I told you earlier that if you came again, I wouldn't let you have another orgasm until after dinner. Do you remember that?"

"Yes, Mistress," I said shakily.

"Do you also remember how many times you came after I said that?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"So are you allowed to come now?"

"No, Mistress."

"Good, do not forget or you will not come again before you leave my house tomorrow. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Good girl." She said with a smirk as she eased the tip of the dildo into me. I gasped and anticipating being filled by the large dildo, I bucked. But my mistress stopped with just the tip inside me. She licked a finger to wet the end of the suction cup before pressing it to the wooden stool. My inner walls convulsively clenched, trying to bring the phallus further into me, but it didn't move and I whimpered. I couldn't shift my body in any way to bring the dildo into me. I was left panting in my restraints after the effort of trying.

My mistress smirked, "Now you understand."

"Yes, Mistress," I whimpered.

"I think I will go make some lunch, while you hang there and think about what you did and who's property you are." And then she was gone.

I let out a frustrated whimper and struggled in my bonds. I couldn't find any leverage and after several minutes I gave up panting. When I let myself submit to the punishment, I felt a warm glow spread through me even as my arousal spiked. I found myself thinking about Aubrey and everything she had done to me, and made me do to her and my body relaxed into the restraints. Even though I was unable to get myself off in the position I was in, I knew that Aubrey would bring far more pleasure later. I shivered at the thought, and felt a small trickle run down my thigh as I grew ever wetter in anticipation. I wanted this. Some part of me needed this. It had been buried deeply in my subconscious, but it was there and the events of the previous 24 hours only flamed it to life. As these thoughts raced through my mind, I fell into a sort of trance, letting my thoughts slow, even as I could feel the tip of the phallus inside me, my inner walls, continuously clenching, trying desperately to bring the phallus further into me. I felt my desire and need growing with every second that passed, but it was a distant desire. And I found myself singing with no idea of when I had actually started.

Wherever I may go, my love
Wherever I may be
I know my dreams will find you
Just lying next to me
So sleep tight sweetheart, you're free

So beautiful, you make me smile
So wonderful, you're in my life
Incredible, that you are mine
So beautiful, you give me life
You bring me joy you bring me sight

You help me see the woman that I know, I am
But always was afraid to be
You show me how live every moment like it's the last
And be all that I am you're so beautiful

So beautiful, you make me smile
So wonderful, you're in my life
Incredible, that you are mine
So beautiful, you give me life
You bring me joy you bring me sight
You're so, so, so beautiful baby

As the last note died in the air, I became aware of Aubrey standing in the doorway, holding a plate of fruit and cheese. She had a single tear rolling down her cheek. I smiled at her. It broke whatever spell she was under and she moved quickly to place the plate on the bench. She immediately tuned to me and gently laid her hand on my cheek.

"Oh, Beca, you're amazing."

Joy filled me. "Thank you, Mistress. I sang it for you." I said, with sudden certainty.

She smiled, lovingly at me. "I know, my dear," she said, rewarding me with a kiss. I grinned at her as she pulled back from the kiss. She returned the smile for a moment before turning serious. "Did you disobey me again while I was gone?"

"No, Mistress. I did as you asked," I hastily reassured her.

Her eyebrow raised, "And-?"

"I belong to you, Mistress," I said simply.

"And-?"

I had to think about it. After a moment, I remembered what else I was supposed to think about. "And I'm very sorry that I forgot my place when we woke up. You are my mistress as long as I wear your collar, and I won't forget again."

Her eyes darkened with anger. "That was a very pretty apology, but if you were not thinking about your transgression while I was gone, what were you thinking about?" I blushed, hesitating. She saw my reluctance to answer and reached out to sharply twist my nipple. "Tell me, now," she snapped.

"You," I gasped and she released my nipple. "I was thinking about you, Mistress, and everything we have done to each other." My voice faltered, but I forced myself to continue. "I also thought about how much I needed this, need you, Mistress." I looked into her eyes, willing her to see the truth of my words.

Her eyes softened for a fraction of a second and I wasn't positive that I had seen it. "At least you are honest. But your honesty doesn't negate the second part of your punishment. Do you understand?" Her eyes were hard, her dominance over me shining through.

I nodded, "Yes, Mistress."

"Good, you may have a snack first, as a small reward for your song." She said, and I smiled.

"Thank you, Mistress."

"You're welcome, my pet." She said, feeding me several pieces of the cheese and fruit. I was careful to take them delicately from her fingers. I wanted to let my tongue run along the slender digits as I took each bite, but she had not given me permission to do so, and I didn't want to risk her anger again. When most of the food was gone, she set the plate aside and smirked at me. "Now, it's time for the rest of your punishment."

"Thank you, Mistress." I said, both for the food offered and for the upcoming punishment. I felt my inner walls clench uselessly in anticipation.

She just smirked and moved over to the cabinet. She was holding a riding crop as she turned around. My breath caught, and heat rushed to my core. She slowly stalked towards me, lightly slapping the leather against her thigh. I shuddered with each slap of leather against her naked skin. She watched my reaction with predatory eyes. When she got close enough, she gently ran the tip of the crop down my chest. I moaned at the feeling of cold leather against my heated skin. Quick as a snake, the crop landed against my nipple. Pain flared through me and I hissed. The second blow fell over my other nipple, forcing a grunt out. The third strike was to my thigh and I shuddered. After that, my mistress began circling me, raining blows over my body, which heightened my arousal, but did nothing to alleviate it. I felt frustrated tears running down my cheeks and I squirmed, desperate to find relief to my throbbing need. Each new slap of leather brought out a groan from me, and left my skin red, and stinging. I felt my trance from earlier fall over me as I lost all sense of time. I sagged in the restraints, and my reactions slowed. I didn't notice when the blows stopped.

My mistress was suddenly standing in front of me, tilting my chin up to so she could see my eyes. "Beca?" She asked, and I could hear the worry in her voice. I smiled, trying to show her that I was ok. I felt blissful, but my mistress was frowning. Why was she frowning? "Beca, honey, I need you to answer me. Are you ok?"

"I'm fine, Mistress," I moaned happily.

She let out a startled laugh as understanding suddenly flooded her eyes. "Wow, Beca, you're deep into it aren't you?"

I was confused. What did she mean by that? "What do you mean, Mistress?"

I gently cupped my cheek, "I'll explain later. Let's get you down first."

"Ok," I agreed, placidly. "Did I please you, Mistress? I didn't come."

She laughed, "Oh, baby. You did great. I'm proud of you." I smiled contentedly as she reached down to pull the phallus from my swollen lips. Moving quickly, she untied me and carried me to the bed. That was a good thing, because I don't think I could have walked on my own at that point. My entire body felt weighted down with contentment. I just snuggled into my mistress' arms and trusted her to take care of me. After we got into bed, she positioned me so that I was half sprawled over her body, and she ran gentle fingers down my back. "Rest now, love. You've earned it."

"Thank you, Mistress," I mumbled as sleep stole over me again.

Aubrey's hands were still caressing me when I woke up. I had no idea how long I'd been asleep, but I felt more like myself when I woke. Immediately a blush heated my cheeks, and I was afraid to meet the green eyes I could feel on me. "How do you feel?"

I shifted, tucking my head under her chin so she couldn't see my embarrassment. "I don't know, Mistress." I mumbled. Then thinking back over the fuzzy minutes before I fell asleep, I had to ask, "What happened?"

I could feel the smile on her lips as she kissed my forehead. Her fingers continued to caress my skin as she said. "I call it 'sub trance'. I've only ever seen it happen once before, and that was from someone who had been living the lifestyle full time for years."

"But what is it?" I insisted still feeling very confused and vulnerable.

"It's kind of hard to explain, but it happens sometimes when the slave completely lets go and submits to their domme."

"Oh," was all I could manage as I felt my cheeks grow even hotter.

She chuckled, "It's nothing to be embarrassed about, Beca. I'm actually really flattered."

"You are?" I asked, finally finding the courage to meet her eyes.

"Yes, Beca, I am," she said, and I could see the honesty in her eyes. I also saw a possessiveness that stole my breath. I swallowed hard, trying to find something to say in response to that look. No words came to me as I stared into those pools of emerald green. After a long time, Aubrey looked away pulling my head back to her shoulder as she ran her fingers through my hair. I just held her, my own thoughts racing as I tried to figure out what this all meant. Eventually, Aubrey broke the silence. "I'd like to take you out to dinner tonight."

"Ok, that would be nice, Mistress," I said, realizing how hungry I was. I hadn't eaten much that day and I felt like I could eat an entire cow.

"No, Beca, I'd like to take you to dinner without the collar."

"Oh," I was stunned. Why wasn't it my first thought to worry about being seen as property in public? The question had sudden panic flood my system. I was falling too deeply into this. I didn't want to live like this, did I? Shit! I needed time away from this to figure my shit out. Then, I realized that Aubrey was giving me the opportunity to do just that and I relaxed. I had promised her that I would be with her until tomorrow, and I had long ago stopped running from people and my feelings. I took a deep breath and turned back to meet now worried green eyes. "Thank you, Aubrey. I think that I need that."

Her eyebrow shot up at my use of her name, but she didn't immediately comment on it. "With everything that has happened in the last 24 hours, I thought that we might both need the time to see how we do together outside the bedroom."

I couldn't help myself, I smirked at her, feeling much more like myself. "So, Aubrey Posen is asking me out on a date?"

I could see the relief in her eyes, even as she snarled, "Yes, Beca I am."

I laughed, "God, I never thought I'd see this day."

Her eyes immediately narrowed. She grabbed my collar and pulled me to her. "If you ever laugh at me again, pet. I will never let you off my leash again. And trance or no trance, I will not stop another punishment until I am satisfied."

I immediately sobered, as my breath caught in my throat under the force of her will. "Yes, Mistress. I'm sorry. It will never happen again," I said, trembling.

She smirked, "Good, now, let's take a shower. I have a hot date to get ready for." I could only stare after her, completely stunned by what had transpired between us.