Discipline and Reward

Lindsay whimpered as the hard leather paddle came down hard on her bare ass again and again. Mentally she counted, eight strikes so far and knowing Stella, there were many more to come. She’d barely gotten home before her Mistress had taken her to task for her bad behavior. It was her own fault, the entire crime lab had been enmeshed in a serial murder case and all of the victims had been young girls in their early teens. The whole thing had awoken her memories of her four friends back in Montana. Lindsay had been so stressed out from trying to find the man responsible for the murders, she’d snapped at Stella, not a smart thing to do under any circumstances, but especially since she was Stella’s slave and she’d known immediately that such disrespect would be punished as soon as they got home.

Suddenly, Lindsay realized that the paddling had stopped, she quickly took assessment of herself like she’d been taught. Her ass hurt like crazy. Sitting was definitely NOT something she’d be doing a lot of for a few days but it wasn’t anything that she hadn’t dealt with before and she wasn’t in any distress. Stella unfastened the cuffs holding her to the spanking bench and helped her onto the floor in her usual position; on her knees, hands behind her back, back straight, no slouching, head up but eyes fixed on the floor. Lindsay hissed a little as her heels dug into her still burning ass but didn’t complain, she deserved it for her behavior and it was up to her Mistress to decide whether or not she’d get any relief.

“Do you understand what you did to earn this punishment, girl?” Stella’s stern voice cut through the fog of endorphins currently rushing through her system.

“Yes Mistress. I shouldn’t have spoken so disrespectfully to you. It was inappropriate and unworthy of me, I’m sorry.”

Stella’s hand gently carded through her thick curls, “Very good. You took your punishment like a good girl, so I’m going to give you a reward.”

A reward? Oh, those were good. She loved it when Stella rewarded her. Lindsay could barely hold back a whimper as Stella picked up her training leash and attached it to Lindsay’s collar.

Stella gently tugged on the leash, “Follow, girl.”

Without thinking, Lindsay dropped to her hands and knees, crawling behind Stella to the living room. Stella lead her over to the sofa and sat down, spreading her gorgeous legs to reveal her privates. “Pleasure me girl. Show me how well you learn your lessons.”

Lindsay immediately moved closer, clasped her hands behind her back and pressed her face into her Mistress’s folds, licking and kissing like she’d been taught. She knew she was doing a good job when Stella began to stroke her hair. “That’s my good girl. You like doing this don’t you?”

Lindsay moaned happily, savoring her Mistress’s juices that were now flowing into her mouth. Stella stroked her hair for a little longer before pulling Lindsay’s head away from her treat.

Lindsay whined; why was Stella making her stop? She’d thought she was doing a good job. She whimpered and looked at Stella, her big brown eyes begging to be allowed to continue, only vaguely aware that her lips and chin were glistening with the older woman’s juices.

Stella smiled and soothed her girl before rising from the sofa and leading Lindsay into the bedroom. “On your stomach, slut.”

Lindsay groaned at the name as she crawled onto the bed, grateful that her Mistress wasn’t going to make her lay on her still very sore bottom. Stella reached into the chest they kept their toys in, choosing a strap on. “Show yourself to me, slut.” Lindsay immediately rose up to her knees, resting her head on her arms and spreading her legs, giving Stella a perfect view of her hairless privates and ass. Stella smiled and knelt on the bed, gently pressing on Lindsay’s lower back as she gently began thrusting her lubed fingers in and out of Lindsay’s steadily leaking folds .

Lindsay groaned as she felt Stella’s fingers inside her, she wanted to push back but that would only earn her another punishment, Stella expected her to keep still. Finally, Stella was satisfied that Lindsay was ready for her.

Stella mounted the bed behind Lindsay and slid in a little, shallowly fucking her girl, savoring the little noises Lindsay made as she teased her, sliding in just enough to tease Lindsay’s G spot, but not enough to give her girl satisfaction.

Lindsay whined and pleaded, begging Stella for more. She could feel the strap on just barely brushing against her G spot. “Please Mistress? Please?”

Stella smiled, she loved to hear her precious girl beg, loved to hear her pleading for release, that only Stella herself could give her. Taking hold of Lindsay’s hips, Stella sat back on her heels, taking Lindsay with her, the strap on sliding in as far as it could into Lindsay’s body. Pressing her lips against Lindsay’s sensitive ear, Stella began to whisper, “Work it my little slut. Do a good job and I’ll make you cum so hard, you won’t know what hit you.”

Lindsay managed to nod before beginning to ride up and down on the dildo. Soon, she felt Stella’s fingers twisting and tugging at her nipples, making them sore and sensitive. Finally, just as Lindsay thought she was going to lose her mind, Stella slid a hand down to her slick folds, and pressed on her clit with increasing force.

“Cum for me, my little slut.”

Lindsay let out a scream of release as her orgasm crashed through her body, making her shake all over. She was aware of Stella’s fingers coaxing her down from the high. She sank back against the older woman, letting herself rest against her Mistress. Finally, Stella kissed her on the lips and helped her lay down on her front.

Lindsay just lay there, despite the pain in her ass from her punishment, she felt VERY good. So good, that the cooling cream Stella was rubbing onto her ass to ease the burning from her punishment barely registered. She knew that Stella was only doing that because they had to work in the morning and having to come up with an explanation as why she had trouble sitting down would be more trouble than it was worth. If they had a day off, she would’ve left it alone as a reminder to Lindsay of Stella’s ownership.

Lindsay was still floating when Stella climbed into bed and wrapped her in her arms, “Lindsay? Come up for me kiddo. Are you all right?”

Lindsay reluctantly came out of her space and snuggled into Stella’s arms. “Mmmm, I’m fine Mistress. No worse than normal.”

She could hear the relief in her Mistress’s voice, “Good. You were a very good girl. Next time we have a case like that, I’m going to expect you to talk to me. Don’t hold it in, it’s not healthy. Do you understand?”

Lindsay nodded, already drifting off to sleep, she would do that and she could be sure that next time, Stella would be there to catch her.

The End.