Bella's Babe

93) Mistress will punish her.

Summary: Isabella has been intentionally naughty so Mistress Esme will punish her.

Warning: this story contains bondage and dicisipline.

AU/AH

Rated M.

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BPOV

I sat in my room waiting for someone to come and get me.

I knew I was going to be punished...

In fact I had done all I could tonight to ensure it.

My Mistress Esme was hosting a party, a fancy swary, celebrating her thirty-fourth birthday.

And I, like all my fellow submissives, was serving small bites of frosted cake to the party-goers.

Presents piled up on a table in the middle of the room, I was sure that most things would never see the light of day after this party.

Most of her so-called "friends" had no idea what she actually liked, not like those that lived with her did.

We all knew how to please her.

I was returning to the kitchen after handing out all of the cake bites on my platter when...

I saw Madam Tayna in a dark corner,

Silently watching me.

Madam Tayna owned a nearby brothel, and while her women gained her a nice list of clientle, she was always looking for one of my Mistress' subs.

She would say that we knew how to properly "entertain".

That may be, but only to the Mistress; or anyone she loaned us out to.

Knowing that Madam Tayna was watching me, embolded me...

I walked over to her.

Placing the platter on a nearby table, I pressed by body agianst hers.

I felt Madam Tayna's breath catch as I leaned in to capture her lips with mine.

Madam Tayna wasted no time in returning my kiss with a fever, running her tounge back and forth aginst my lower lip, begging for enterance.

Instead of allowing her in, I forced my tounge into hers, dominating her mouth while pulling her body too mine.

I was just about to break the kiss to breath when I heard an all too familiar gasp behind me.

I smiled wickedly and lowered my head as I turned to face my enraged Mistress.

I barely took notice as Madam Tayna was thrown out of the party, I almost felt bad for using her, but at least I would get what I wanted.

So now here I sit, naked with my hands tied behind my back, waiting for them to come and get me. I was suprised how long it took for someone to come to my door.

My Mistress must be angrier than I thought.

All the better.

One of the Mistress' favorites, Alice, opened the door and looked at me with disgust before grabing my arm and pulling me into the hall.

Very soon I find myself in the main room, my Mistress seated in her chair, still wearing her party dress. Her chair was a gift from a few years past.

A tall back, it was plush red with gold trim, truly a chair worth of my Mistress' elegance.

Next to her was a tall table, a paddle it's only occupant. I closed my eyes for a moment as I felt myself getting wet at the though of it being used on me.