The next day, Grace was grateful to finally be allowed up off the couch to walk around as she pleased and resume her normal daily routine. She happily buzzed around the kitchen preparing breakfast while Olivia sat at the table drinking her coffee and reading through the newspaper.
"I have an appointment later this afternoon, sweetheart, do you want to stay home on your own or do you want a sitter? You can also come with me if you want to, but I'll be there for a few hours."
"Where are you going?" Grace inquired, bringing the food over to the table and dropping to her knees at Olivia's feet to be fed.
"I'm going to the dungeon on Halifax, I have an appointment at one to get a stress relief session. If you want a sitter, I'll call Don and Eileen to watch over you. If you want to go with me, one of the Nannies will watch over you while I'm in my session." Olivia explained Grace's options.
Having been stuck indoors for a while, Grace opted for a change of scenery. Later that afternoon, Olivia drove to Don and Eileen's apartment and left Grace in their capable hands with a gentle warning to be a good girl. Don and Eileen were aware that Grace was not to be spanked for the rest of the week, but Grace knew that they wouldn't hesitate to discipline her if she deserved it, and she also knew that if Don and Eileen had to discipline her, Olivia would discipline her again later. Olivia drove to the dungeon, parked her car, and flashed her membership card at the door. She walked through a series of hallways until she arrived at her destination and walked up to the desk.
"I'm Madam Benson, I'm here for my appointment with Mistress Rose."
"Ah, yes, here you are. You're booked for a stress relief session." the receptionist looked up from her computer, "Do you have a clean set of clothes with you?"
"Yes, I do." Olivia nodded.
"Go through the green door, strip out of your clothes, put on the robe so you don't get cold, and sit down to wait. Mistress Rose is just finishing with a client and will be with you shortly."
Olivia walked through the green door into a changing area where she stripped out of her clothes, slipped into the robe hanging on a hook on the wall, and sat down on the chair to wait as she had been told to do, staring anxiously at the second door in the room that she knew led into the dungeon. She crossed her legs and her foot jiggled with nervous energy in the silence. The minutes seemed to drag on forever, but finally the green door opened and a woman with long blonde hair dressed in a tight leather dress and knee high boots walked in.
"Are you Madam Benson?" the woman inquired.
"Yes." Olivia replied. The woman walked over and took a dominant hold of Olivia's long brown hair, forcing her to look up.
"I am Mistress Rose. Throughout our session today you will refer to me as Mistress, and when I ask a question, you will address me properly by saying 'Yes, Mistress' or 'No, Mistress'. So let's try that again. Are you Madam Benson?"
"Yes, Mistress." Olivia replied.
"Don't forget how to address me again, that was your one free pass. I've read all of your emails, and I believe we are going to have a very successful session today. But let's get one thing straight between us right from the start. When you and I walk through that door, you are not Madam Benson. When we walk through that door, you are my little Olivia and you will do as you are told without question. You will be obedient or suffer the consequences. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Mistress." Olivia gritted her teeth, struggling to overcome her pride and submit properly.
"That's a good girl. Come along."
Still holding onto Olivia's hair, Mistress Rose pulled her up to her feet and guided her through the second door into the dungeon.
"Take off that robe. Until our session is complete, you are my property, and you will not hide any part of my property from my eyes." Mistress Rose ordered. Olivia sprang into action and shed the robe from her body, standing in the middle of the room as Mistress Rose slowly circled her, "So beautiful. You take excellent care of your body, that pleases me greatly. You have been ignoring your mental and emotional health for the past few months, however, and that does not please me. You will be going over my knee as punishment for neglecting your own needs. On that wall over there is a collection of implements, and you are going to choose which one I am going to use on your tender little bare bottom. Choose wisely, this is not the only spanking you will be receiving today."
Olivia walked over to the wall and gazed at the collection of implements, contemplating which one to choose. She hesitated before finally picking up a large wooden hairbrush and walked back over to where Mistress Rose stood. Olivia knelt down at Mistress Rose's feet and presented the hairbrush to her.
"Ah, I see you've met my trusty hairbrush. An excellent first choice. It always knows how to sting a little girl's bare bottom."
Mistress Rose sat down on a chair and pulled Olivia over her lap, and Olivia blushed as she was draped naked over the fully clothed woman's lap. Olivia gasped as she felt the hairbrush gently rubbing her bare bottom, doubled over Mistress Rose's lap with her hands on the floor in front of her, her feet on the floor behind her, and her breasts hanging down.
"Such a pretty bottom. Tell me what this spanking is for." Mistress Rose continued to rub Olivia's bottom with the hairbrush.
"I am being punished because I have been neglecting my mental and emotional health, Mistress." Olivia replied.
"Based on the emails you have sent me, it's obvious that your life has taken a left turn in the last few months. Taking on a new submissive is a challenge even under the best of circumstances. The circumstances under which your girl came to you were certainly less than ideal, and you took on the challenge diving in head first, and I certainly admire you for that. You have been taking such good care of her, but who is taking care of you?"
"No one, Mistress." Olivia blinked back tears.
"That is unacceptable. I am going to take care of you today, and before you leave today you are going to schedule another stress relief session for yourself for no more than three months from now. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"That's a good girl. It is not weak or selfish to take time for yourself, and from now on you will take time for yourself at least once every three months. It doesn't have to be time here at the dungeon, it could simply be an afternoon to get your nails done or an afternoon of shopping and buying something new for yourself. Now relax this pretty bottom." Mistress Rose ordered, and Olivia obeyed.
"Ouch!" Olivia yelped as the hairbrush landed sharply, followed quickly by another, and another, and another, and another.
"Yes, it does hurt, doesn't it? You have been a naughty little girl, neglecting your mental and emotional health for so long. No one expects you to be Superwoman."
"I do." Olivia choked out.
"Which is exactly why you are here over my knee. You are not Superwoman, you are my little Olivia, and my little Olivia needs to learn how to depend on others for support." Mistress Rose scolded.
"Grace needs me." Olivia countered.
"She absolutely does need you, you are right. But she needs you at the top of your game, and in order to be at the top of your game you have to take time for yourself once in a while." Mistress Rose began to pay a little more attention to Olivia's tender sit-spots.
"OW!" Olivia yelped, trying to push herself up from Mistress Rose's lap.
"Oh, no you don't, naughty girl," Mistress Rose held her down, "you are going to stay right where you are and learn this lesson. And remember what I said, this isn't the only spanking you are going to receive during our session today. You can fight me all you want, and you will get a spanking for every naughty little thing you do today."
Two hours later, Olivia laid on a table while Mistress Rose's fingers expertly stimulated her special spot. Olivia screamed with her orgasm and then collapsed in exhaustion on the table, but it was a good kind of exhaustion. She had spent the last two hours in various positions, being stimulated in various ways, crying and screaming out her stress, and now she didn't think she had anymore tears left to cry even if she wanted to. Mistress Rose walked up and released Olivia's wrists from the table and guided her to curl up on her side.
"Such a good girl." Mistress Rose cooed as she tenderly stroked Olivia's long dark hair. She picked up a bottle of water and brought it to Olivia's lips, "Here, little one, drink."
Mistress Rose guided Olivia up from the table onto her feet and wrapped her in a warm blanket before gently guiding her over to a small couch. Mistress Rose sat down and settled Olivia to cuddle on her lap as Olivia floated in post-orgasmic bliss. Olivia laid her head against Mistress Rose's shoulder, unable to keep her head up on her own, and listened as Mistress Rose spoke to her tenderly and showered her with praise. When Olivia's hormones finally stopped flying, Mistress Rose carefully doctored her body.
"Is it a sore bottom, little one?" Mistress Rose gently rubbed Olivia's punished bottom with arnica.
"Yes." Olivia sighed in relief as the cold lotion worked its magic.
"Your session isn't over until you walk out that door. You are still my little Olivia for at least an hour longer." Mistress Rose patted Olivia's bottom in warning.
"I mean, yes, Mistress." Olivia corrected herself.
"That's a good girl." Mistress Rose resumed her gentle rubbing.
"Ow." Olivia winced a little as Mistress Rose began to massage her glowing pink back.
"I'm sorry, honey, but if I don't massage your back you could get blood clots. It will feel better in a few minutes." Mistress Rose said kindly, "When I'm done doctoring you, you are going to take at least thirty minutes for yourself in the shower before you leave."
Finally, Olivia was showered and dressed in clean clothes and walked out of the dungeon to the parking lot feeling like a brand new woman, relaxed and ready to face whatever life threw at her, with a reminder card for her next appointment at the dungeon tucked into her wallet. When she arrived at Don and Eileen's apartment to pick up Grace, she walked in and found the three of them gathered around the coffee table playing board games.
"Ma'am!" Grace happily jumped up and hurried into Olivia's arms.
"There's my baby. Were you a good girl today?" Olivia wrapped Grace in her arms and kissed her forehead.
"Yes, Ma'am." Grace replied honestly.
"She was perfect. And she's also beating the pants off of both of us." Don chuckled, motioning toward the board game set up on the coffee table.
"Well, we don't have to go home right away, the three of you go ahead and finish your game." Olivia sat down to watch while Grace resumed her place kneeling on the floor at the coffee table.
"Ma'am, can I have a cuddle?" Grace asked once they were home and she was stripped down to her underwear.
"Of course you can, little one. Come here."
Olivia sat on the couch and settled Grace to cuddle on her lap. Grace snuggled down into Olivia's arms and laid her head on Olivia's shoulder. Olivia tenderly kissed Grace's temple and reached down to lovingly rub Grace's panty-clad bottom. Grace breathed a content sigh and after a while of silent cuddling Olivia felt Grace grow heavy in her arms. Olivia reached for her cell phone and began to read through emails while Grace napped against her shoulder.
