Bound by the Red Thread

Her hair hung over her face and she leaned her face against his leg. She closed her eyes and waited for him to begin.

He continued rubbing her bottom for a few seconds and she wondered why he wasn’t just getting it over with.

She waited and waited, knowing it felt longer than it actually was. What was he waiting for? Should she say something?

She heard the sound of the slap before she felt that pain. By the time the pain from the first slap registered, he had continued and placed several more slaps against her skin.

At first, it wasn’t as bad as she thought it might be. It didn’t feel good, but it wasn’t anything she couldn’t take.

Then he started talking. “Do you remember why I’m doing this Nicole?”

She thought about all the times over the past few days he’d told her she was going to get punished. Each time she’d done something to risk her health or her safety. Or she’d been disrespectful to him.

The more she thought about the ways she’d acted the worse she felt. She hadn’t been acting like the responsible adult she was supposed to be. If Clifton had done some of the things she did or spoken to anyone the way she’d spoken to Paul, she would have disciplined him. No wonder Paul was disappointed in her.

That hurt worse than the spanking he was giving her. The fact that she’d let him down and had treated him the way she had. She felt the tears beginning to flow. The more she thought about what she’d done the harder she cried.

Paul positioned Nicole across his lap wishing he didn’t have to do this, but knowing it was something she needed. The reason she’d been pushing and acting out. Many subs needed discipline on a regular basis, and if they didn’t get the structure they needed, they became snarky and rude.

Most of the time after a spanking they would be contrite, and they would calm down until their need for control built up again.

He started slowly, giving her time to think and realize why he was disciplining her. Often letting a sub think about what was happening was the best punishment there was. When he felt her start to cry, to really sob, he knew she was letting it out and getting the relief she needed. Letting all the tension out was the most important part of a discipline session.

It took subs who hadn’t been in the lifestyle a while before they realized what punishment did for them. He’d seen subs in the past acting out until they got what they wanted. The thing was to learn when they did that and give them something they didn’t like. A good Dom had an arsenal of tricks that would soon teach a sub not to act out.

He continued her spanking longer than he’d planned, but it took a while for her to start releasing the tension.

Once she really started sobbing, he stopped and flipped her over, holding her close and letting her cry it out.

Nicole’s sobs began to calm.

“Better now?” Paul asked, rubbing her back and holding her close.

She nodded and he handed her the box of tissues that was on the bedside table. “I think we’ve done this before,” she said with a little laugh.

“I believe you’re right.” He held a couple of tissues up to her nose for her to blow before taking the used ones from her and throwing them away.

“How do you feel?”

“Like someone spanked me,” Nicole answered, pouting.

“Other than that?” he asked with a grin.

Nicole was quiet a minute before she answered. “Lighter, like a burden has been lifted.”

“Yes. It’s a release, maybe even pleasurable?” He moved his hand, which had been resting on her hip and rubbing small soothing circles, across the top of her thigh to pull her legs open. He slid his hand into her folds and through the wetness there. “Drenched. I was sure you would be. Your mind may not like the punishment, but your body did. One day soon I’ll give you an erotic spanking for pleasure, not as a punishment.”

Nicole glanced at him wide-eyed. “For pleasure?”

“Yes, a fun spanking intensifies everything. If you are this wet now you will respond beautifully to what I have in mind.”

He moved them around on the bed until Nicole was lying on her back in the middle. He reached to the foot of the bed where he’d placed some things from his bag and grabbed the red rope.

“Do you know what Shibari is?”

“Something to do with rope and tying?” Nicole pushed herself up into a sitting position.

“Yes. It’s very relaxing for both participants. I’d like to do a simple hand tie. I won’t leave it on very long and can remove it the minute you become uncomfortable. Are you willing to try?”