Now this is a party ( Part 1 )

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Warning this chapter contains swearing,
Smut
torture with consent may include pictures of sex toys /torture devices

My temper became impatient as I

I get a glimpse of the morning sun shining through my eyes " ahh fuck" I roll over, reaching for my phone, but instead, my hand finds a single sticky note stuck to my side table. I wipe my eyes reading the note carefully.

Nola

Not impressed with last night hope your ass hurts a lot this morning, but anyway time for a bit of fun, well for me at least... we are off to a party tonight hope you have a nice dress, preferably something that doesn't stain ;)

Oh, and one last thing, call me ransom when we are out of the house ill be back in a few hours. Be ready to go by 6
Sir x

I re-read over a particular part, " preferably something that doesn't stain" surely, he wasn't going to torture me at this party but then again, why would he be taking me to the party in the first place.

I stand up from my bed, feeling a sudden throbbing from my ass. I walk over to the mirror to see a red mark resting over both my ass cheeks. Let's just say last night I thought I had cracked him

* flashback

"What the fuck is going on here. "
Nola looks up to Ransom with Two fingers still deep within her. Ransom licks his lips with lust, getting slightly turned on by the sight right in front of him. He then gets more pissed off with Nola giving him the silent treatment.

"Nola, answer me"  Nola still remains in the same position " nothing, sir, nothing is going on."

Ransom storms over to her grabbing the wrist of the hand that's within her and pulling it out of her causing her to whimper at the sudden emptiness.

" get on your hands and knees, Nola "she looked at Ransom awkwardly but decided to see where this was going to go.
"Now, Nola ", he crouches down so that he is sitting in front of Nola's face using his finger under her chin ", touching yourself is forbidden in this house, so this is for your own good. Remember our code words " Nola nods as she watches ransom stand up and walk to the back of her.

*WACK Nola yelps as her ass feels a coldness to it ."Nola, I want you to count after each smack. Oh, and this is what I'm using" Ransom shows Nola a metal heart paddle Nola gulps as she has never used one.

 Oh, and this is what I'm using" Ransom shows Nola a metal heart paddle Nola gulps as she has never used one

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" now, Nola, how many smacks have you had "

"One", Nola manages to choke out 

WACK WACK

"Three smacks, sir."

*WACK WACK

"5 smacks, sir

*5 minutes later

Nola had nine smacks, and her body was mixed with pleasure and a whole lot of pain. Ransom goes for another smack

*WACK
Nola yelps and tears start running down her face. The pain had now taken over, and she couldn't take anymore. She knew she had to answer the number of smacks, but another word escaped her mouth

" pineapple", she squeaks

End of flashback

I rub my hand over the bruises that are forming on my ass. Last night was the first time I've ever had to use the safe word for stop; just it got too overwhelming, the pain, that is.

But what surprised me was he actually carried me back to bed and wiped away the tears from my face giving me a look of sadness. Still, then it was like he realised we were having a nice moment, and it was time for him to turn back into an asshole and told me it would be worse if he catches me touching myself again, but all I could think, even with me crying like a baby was challenge excepted.

Once I was done reminiscing the events of last, I remember Ransom has asked me to pick out a dress. I checked through my clothes, and I seemed not to have anything that would be suitable for a Black tie party.

Guess it's shopping time

AT THE SHOPS

I Had been walking around the shops for hours with no luck in finding a dress I liked.
I was in one of the second last few shops that I had left to check when I heard a voice I had heard in a while.

" well, hello, precious ", I gulp with nervousness as I recognise the voice. I turn around to see the master punisher without his mask.

I say nothing; instead, my body freezes with fear as he comes right in front of me, caressing my cheek " well, precious, I'm surprised I haven't heard from you yet. What are you doing down here."

" I'm buying a dress. Mr Drysdale is taking me to a party, "  I say while stepping back from him. Master cocks his eyebrow brow with confusion.

" that seems a little personal, don't you think, Nola, are you sure you haven't broken the rules and your just not telling me. "

Master reaches for my face once again, forcing me to look into his eyes " remember Nola, one wrong move and your back to me because your mine, you always will be.

And before I know it, master banishes into thin air.

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