A life of Sin ( Complete )

Everybody makes mistakes

It's been a few weeks of strugling. Waitressing is not as easy as I thought it was. I now find myself walking carelessly looking for table nine. They really need bigger table number signs. I can't find shit here!

Looking at the tables, I notice that they are labeled in a weird way. I heard another waiter being told to go to table eight. He went to the table the eighths farthest from the bar.

Then, another was ordered to deliver to table one. She walked to the closest table before putting down her tray. So, mathematically, table nine must be the table after table eight.

I follow in the waiter of table eights footsteps. Then go one farther. Table nine, it reads on a small disc shape in the corner of the table. So, I try to put down the tray.

Suddenly, I took a trip to the ground. I fell and so did the drinks. Multiple glasses full of staining wine and beer tip onto the customers. One lady's white dress is made red in the front by the red wine. Oh, am I ever fucked.

" I am so sorry, I'm new here. " I apalagize.

" Master Bastien would never hire such a clumsy person. You should be ashamed of yourself! " Spits the man.

" Oh, trust me, I am ashamed. " I say as my cheeks go red with shame and embarrassment.

" Please don't tell on me. " I beg of them to avoid punishment.

Before they can reply, I feel a rough hand on my shoulder. I freeze and feel small under it. Whose hand is on me? And why so rough?

My internal questioning is interrupted by the sound of a male clearing his voice before saying,

" Damn right, I am ashamed of her! " Says the voice. I recognize that voice, It's Master Bastien!

" I am deeply sorry this lady doesn't know how to do her job. You will be given new drinks on the house by a different server. I'll take care of her. " He responds coldy, almost as if shaming me.

" Master Bastien? " I stutter out, shivering under his firm grip.

" Yes, Valere? " He lets out deeply.

" I'm so sorry for spilling, I didn't mean to. " I explain.

" I know you didn't. I was watching. I just so happen to be on break. I like to check in down here on my breaks. I saw what happened." Master Bastien replies a bit less harsh than before.

" But, you still have to be punished for what you did. I expect perfection from my employees. You're no different. " And with that, he turned me to face him forcefully.

" So you're taking me to the wardens? " I ask, looking up at the tall handsome man in front of me.

" Not exactly. Fallow me. " He demands, pushing me infront of him and walking me upstairs.

Masters Pov:

Valere. She is special, even if she has no idea that she is. She's pretty, short, and has brown hair. It flows down her back. Brown eyes like pools of honey. She is the oppisite of my last slave, but she reminds me of her.

My last slave had blonde hair and blue eyes. Perfect to the beauty standards. But not my standards of beauty. So, I let her go. I don't intend on having another, but damn, Valeres making that hard to resist.

That's why when I saw her spill on the coustamers, I decided she had to be punished. By me, not the wardens. She's to good for them and I am not letting this oppertunity pass.

Valeres Pov:

" But Master Bastien, isn't that the wardens job? " I ask, confused as to why he makes it sound like it's his job.

" It is, but your mistake is just that. A mistake. The wardens are too harsh for this. It's not a big deal and especially since you're so new. But don't worry, I'll go easy on you, I promise. " He smirks, causing my face to turn bright red but he can't see my face.

" You're punishing me? " I utter, completely flabergasted at what I just heard.

" Oh Valere. Sweet inocent Valere... " He mumbles under his breath, I can barely make out what he is saying.

" Master, I'm confused. " I decide to try again to get a response.

" I am pushishing you. " He states as he opens the door to a private play room.

" Why are we in one of the privite play rooms? " I ask, looking around.

" Pick a Flogger. I will hit you five times over your clothes. You're lucky. Normally it's a lot more without anything on. But since it's your first day, that's it. Go ahead. Pick one. " He turns from facing me to point at the wall of Flogging whips.

He wants me to choose? I slowly walk over to the wall and look for one. There's so many, so I just choose my favofite collar, Red. Then, I return to Bastein and hand it to him.

He takes it and tells me to bend over the spanking bench in the middle of the room. I do as he says and he straps in my ankles and wrist so I can't escape.

" Alright. I want you to count for me, okay? " He trains the whip across my back, causing tingles fallowing down my spine.

I nod and he hits me once and I hiss in pain.

" One, Master! " I say though gritted teeth.

He hits me again, slightly harder this time. I yelp slightly and jump.

" Two, Master! " I feel his hands message where he hit, then three more hits, each harder than the other.

" Five, Master! " I say, relived that this is finaly over.

" Good girl. You did well for your first time. Next time, the wardens won't be so nice. " He says as he unbuckles and frees my ankles, fallowed by my wrist.

Atlast, I stand again. He doesn't bother to help me steady myself. It's not nessasary. I turn to him and wait for his dismissal, which he gives.

" You may go back to serving now. Don't fuck up again! " He growls out the last words.

" Thank you, Master " And with that, I go back to work and try to pretend that never happend out of embaresment. Fucking hell!