Lauren's POV:
"Hands...behind...your back." my face hardens as hard as a rock, while I deal with my naughty subs transgressions. I am in no mood for her petty disobedience. "But I don't want to be tied up! I wanna be able to touch you..." loosing my well kept patience, I bend down and take her chin tightly between my hands grasp, never letting go.
"When I give you a command, little brat, you follow it. Every. Time. On all fours. Now, before you find out what being my sub really means." a quiver in her lip tells her to obey my instantaneous commands almost immediately, her palms perched on the floor and ass stuck out. The wandering look in her face tells me that she's searching for some kind of praise for following orders. How foolish of her.
Grabbing a flogger hung up alongside a perfectly crafted array of tools along the wall closest to me, I make my way over, stilettos clapping along the wooden floor, each noise becoming increasingly louder and louder to my sub. As I wrap my hand around her scalp and tug, my free hand twists and turns in many different directions in order to forcefully slap the tassels of the whip clasped onto me directly to her open skin, which is desperate for any kind of contact from me...
I flick my wrist repeatedly to redden her sore skin, each passing second heightening her vulnerability. "Don't think this is the end...a naughty sub like you needs some hardcore discipline. On your knees again, hands behind your back." she has no delay in obeying me, her body moving so quickly I barely see it within a flash.
Maybe it's time to turn things up a bit...and ignite a new kind of fire...
Leaving her stuck in her pleading position, I return to my desperately needing sub with an object in my hand which is all too familiar to her objectifying eyes...
"W-what are you planning on doing with that, Mistress?" my legs standing straight, and my torso leaning over with a large sense of intimidation, keeping my back formed. "I think you know exactly what I'm going to do with this, my sweetheart..."
Bringing my other hand into her eyeline, I hold a pair of handcuffs destined to be twined around her wrists, dangling tantalisingly on the end of my smallest finger, as well as a silk black blindfold draped over my palm. "But first, I think I need to get you suited and booted..."
I curve my body to step behind Emma, stationing myself behind her back, right where she can't see me. "Mistress..." "Shush. And stay still." I tug her arms as far back as they'll go, enjoying her painful wincing quite enjoyable...but no where near as enjoyable as securing the metal cuffs around her dainty pulse points, a strained whimper formed inside her tightly pursed lips. I lean down to twist the tassel of the midnight-coloured blindfold around her head, tying it in place around her long blonde locks.
As if I'm going to stop there...
My mouth envelopes around her ear, hands blindly feeling for the clasp of her bra... "Wh-what are you doing, Mistress?" failing to answer her question, I let the clothing fall to the floor before us, Emma's hands unable to catch it before it's quick descent at the trap of her hands.
"Well, well...aren't you a sight to behold?" I make endless circles around her body, making her feel as if the walls are closing together, just as her other walls will be very soon...
"Naughty little things like you need a punishment beyond spanking...and that's just what you'll get."
I tilt the pink burning candle forward, the hot, hot wax daring to spill over the edge of the rose brink...and it does. The tempered liquid drips downwardly onto Emma's exposed breasts, her mouth opening in a minimal 'O' shape at the minor contact, a fever running through her flesh. "Does that hurt, my love?"
"Mmm..." she struggles in her tight spot, wiggling minimally to find any kind of relief from her dire situation...but she can't. She's begging me to coat her sweet nipples, to relieve her anxiety of what's to come instead of keeping her in the dark...
That's it...you stay there and whimper...this is what I do to little fiends like you...
"You didn't answer my question." as she continues to feel sorry for herself whilst her punishment unfolds, her failure to comply with my question only spurs her disciplinary process further, willing my angered gut.
Mm, maybe I can use her fortunate blindness to my own advantage...
Taking her completely off guard, I aim my wielding hand toward her spread out thighs, pasty and white unlike her blooming chest, which is blazing with a fiery shade at the touches of brightness. "Oh!" "I said, answer my question...right now." pursing her lips tightly, my sub breathes through the undoubtably strong pain of my maliciously given punishment, the wax doing it's extreme magic on her body. Noticing her nipples growing hard beneath its fiery touch, she replies, "Yes, Mistress...it's killing me..."
"Perfect..."
When i'm more than satisfied with her torment doled out before my very eyes, I slip the blindfold above her deep-sea blue eyes, which are glistening up at me with an angel amount of hope. "Now that your little punishment is out of the way, my dear...we can have some real fun..."
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Thank you for reading everyone
It took me a while to write this chapter, and I wasn't able to edit it, so I'm sorry for any mistakes.
I'm sorry for how vague this chapter was, after rinsing myself dry with smut from my books the ideas don't come to me as easily. If you have any ideas for me, feel free to share! I'll always give people credit for any ideas they give <3
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