Midnight Series (camren version)

Chapter 50

Mistress

"ROSE!" she screamed out seconds before several bright red lines appeared across her ass.

I'd hit her much harder than I'd intended to. Shit.

I took two calming breaths and then spoke. "What's wrong, babygirl?" She sobbed uncontrollably.

I waited for her to calm down before asking again. "You must speak, butterfly. Do you need me to end the scene?"

"No," she said, her voice small.

I smiled. "Then why did you say rose?"

"I don't know. I got scared. It hurt a lot, and I guess I wasn't prepared for it. Now I've fucked up three times."

"Watch your mouth, little girl," I said calmly. "See, four times!" She was sobbing again.

"Yes, you did, and you were taking your punishment to make up for it." "And then I would be forgiven?" she asked, sniffling.

"Of course," I replied.

She was silent for a few more seconds, then said, "Please, Mistress, may butterfly take the punishment so she will be forgiven?"

"Yes," I said, glad that she couldn't see the goofy grin on my face. "I'm going to do a few warm ups again, this time with the flogger you are used to."

I grabbed it and flicked it on her ass, actually hearing her purr. I flicked it again, harder this time, and she remembered to speak. "Thank you, Mistress."

After a few more warms ups, I told her that I was switching to her punishment flogger.

"Yes, Mistress," she said, and I could see the muscles in her ass tense up.

"Oh no, little girl. Relax or this is going to hurt much worse than it has to."

I massaged her ass, and at my touch, she relaxed again. Using less force than last time, I brought the flogger down on her ass. She grunted, but didn't call rose. "One. Thank you, Mistress," she said, clearly trying to keep her voice steady.

I continued with her punishment, each time using a little more force. Tears were streaming down her cheeks. She was thanking me and counting, and I could tell she was slipping into subspace.

Her ass was covered in the sexiest dark pink lines crisscrossing her beautiful, bright pink cheeks. My cock was rock hard and weeping at the sight, making me wish I could drop my pants and fuck her hard right then and there.

After the punishment flogger, I switched to the crop. I swung it with precision, landing the strike directly between her spread legs on her pussy lips. She didn't flinch, but counted out each wet, sloppy slap to her dripping pussy.

When I hit twenty, she was completely relaxed and didn't move, even after I was done. I got to my knees and lapped at her wetness, causing her to sigh and spread her legs slightly wider. It was a complete act of submission and it was beautiful. From her serene stance and slow breathing, I could tell that she was deep in subspace. I continued to lick her, taking from her everything I'd earned with my punishment strokes.

She was soaked, so it took quite some time for me to lick her clean, but I savored every moment of it. She moaned softly, but other than that, she was quiet.

I walked around to the front of her, and though the blindfold covered her eyes, she had the most beautiful expression on her face. "You are forgiven for not being ready, little one," I said, brushing a stray tear from her cheek. "But now you need to take your punishment for not telling me the truth earlier when I asked you about the sketches."