I gave her a second to stop thrashing.
“No, WHAT?!” I yelled.
“No, MASTER!” she cried, “No, Master!”
“Better.” I praised, patting her on the head and walking over to Katie.
“OK,” I began, “Let’s see how little Katie is doing.”
Katie started to cry, as Flower moved behind her. She rubbed her legs together, almost dancing as she alternated lifting each leg, rubbing it against the other.
I walked up to Katie and caressed her cheek with the back of my right hand.
“You heard everything I said to Catherine, right?”
She nodded her head frantically.
“And you understand why you are here, right?”
She nodded again.
“And you know what I need you to say?”
Again, she nodded.
“I’m going to take your gag off now. You have one chance to get this right.”
The gag wasn’t even fully off of her mouth when she shouted out.
“You are my Master and I am your obedient slave! I will fulfill your every whim!’
“My, you are an anxious little thing, aren’t you?”
I put the gag back on her and took a step back.
“You did very well,” I said, “And I can tell that you are eager to please your Master, but, unfortunately, it is a standard rule here that every new slave must be introduced to punishment.”
She began to sob deeply, and dance around, rubbing her legs together again.
“I’m sorry, but every slave must know what punishment is like.” I said regretfully, “But we will make it quick, and this never has to happen again if you always do exactly as you are told.”
She continued to squirm and sob.
“Please keep your back to Flower.” I added, “It will be less painful.
She turned her head, trying to see Flower without turning her body. I looked at Flower and made a ‘down’ motion with my hand, signaling her to ease up on the force of the strokes.
“Look at me, Katie.” I prompted, “Look in to my eyes and it’ll be over before you know it.”
I took her chin in my hand and held her head in place, just inches from my face.
“Five, Flower. Make it quick.”
Katie’s eyes opened wide and her face looked as if she were being murdered as the first lash whipped across her backside. Her high-pitched scream of agony pierced my head like an arrow.
As ordered, Flower delivered all five lashes quickly.
“It’s over now.” I said, putting my right hand on her cheek, “You never have to be punished again.”
She calmed down knowing it was over, but continued to cry and sob.
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