The car ride home was... like... totally awkward. I mean... I kind of had this picture in my head of my master spanking Tracy and I hated it! Just hated it!
And when we got home, my master took me straight up to his study on the first floor. I'd never been in there before and I'd have sort of liked to have a bit of a nose around but I guess I was still... like... totally pissed off with him. He sat down in this smart, leather, bossy-style chair behind this dirty great wooden desk and then kind of guided me to kneel down next to him... and I basically knew I was in trouble.
"Babygirl," he said. I mean... his voice was all gentle but it definitely had the whole 'hint of steel' thing going on. "I want you to tell me what the matter is."
"Nothing," I answered all snarkily.
"Babygirl," he said and even the gentle bit was basically gone. "You're going to tell me what the problem is."
"There's no problem," I snarled.
"That was unfortunate," he said. He stood up and sort of led me over to the wall. "Nose," he said simply, pointing to a spot.
"But..." I spluttered.
"Three..."
This was totally wrong. He was the one who had gone off spanking other girls and stuff.
"Two..."
I mean... it was... like... totally unfair! He was the one who was wrong!
"One..."
My hands sort of bunched into fists and I was pretty much trembling as I stuck my nose to that stupid wall.
And of course he left me there as these wild waves of rage stuff basically surged through me.
I was a bit quicker sorting myself out this time. I mean... I'd learnt that much at least. So I'd calmed down by the time he returned. "Thank you for punishing me," I said, "Thank you for teaching me to comport myself with graceful submission to the will of my master.
"Nope! he said with a bit of a pop on the 'p'. He gave me a gentle kiss on the side of the head and then took me by the hand and led me across to his chair and guided me to kneel in front of him again.
"Quote the first half of rule six, Babygirl," he said.
"The girl will never attempt to deceive her master?" I responded automatically. I mean... I didn't have the foggiest clue what he was going on about but at least I knew my rules.
"So... what is the matter? And you should be able to determine the consequences, should you be so foolish as to say 'nothing' again!"
"Oh yeah!"
"'Oh!' as you so astutely observe, 'yeah'!" he said with a smile. "So what, pray, is the matter?"
I had to think about things for a bit before I could answer that one. "I guess I'm jealous of the fact that you spanked Tracy," I said at last with a bit of a sigh.
"I did not spank Tracy."
"You didn't?"
There was this huge pause bit.
"Oh, I'm sorry master. I mean I'm a bit surprised to hear that. She was sort of behaving as if you had."
"I did not deem it necessary or appropriate for me to do so. She was already fully cognisant of the gravity of the situation and consequently there was no requirement for physical reinforcement.... And, furthermore, I appreciate that this is a... sensitive area... for you, and, had I deemed it necessary to accentuate my words in that manner, I would certainly have informed you."
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A Wild Rose Unleashed
RomanceThis brief Wild Rose vignette describes a couple of days after Babygirl and her Master are reunited. It is written as a sequel to 'To Train a Wild Rose'.