Ivorie's Surprise [Golden Dolphin] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Skye Michaels Page B

punishment for a certain matter of insubordination, and she is to be disciplined for it. It is important that a sub knows the rules and the consequences of disobedience. Now, sub, why are you being punished?
    Casey hung her head and whispered, “I disobeyed a direct order, Master.”
    “You will receive ten strikes. You will count.”
     
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    Ivorie closed her eyes and pressed her face into Drew’s neck. She didn’t know if she could watch this. Drew held her close and whispered, “Remember what we talked about after Greg’s demonstration with Natasha? He is going to discipline her, but he is not going to really hurt her.”
     
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    Con applied a chamomile and aloe lotion to her back and bottom to protect her delicate skin. He picked up the suede flogger and ran if over Casey’s back and butt, preparing her skin for the first strike. He picked up her red ponytail and placed it over her shoulder, out of the way. He could see that she was trembling as she waited for him to continue. Her need was apparent as she lowered her green eyes.
    The first lightly stinging strike landed full across her round, dimpled butt. “One, Master.” He landed eight more hits on her butt, her upper back and across her thighs before the last one came down square on her butt again. “Ten, Master.” His last strike precipitated an orgasm that crashed through her system like a rogue wave. It visibly flowed through her muscles.
    Before she had completely recovered, Con knelt down behind her and applied more lotion to her back, bottom, and thighs as she hung helplessly from the bars of the cross. Then he quickly released her restraints and picked her up in his arms. He sat immediately in a leather chair in the corner and gestured for one of the soft, light blue blankets. He wrapped her carefully and held her on his lap as he gently smoothed the little tendrils of red hair from her forehead and spoke softly for her ears only. Natasha efficiently moved the passengers out of the dungeon and left Con alone with Casey.
     
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    Ivorie and Drew retired to the Master Suite. They both stripped and sat in the private hot tub on his deck. He pulled Ivorie into the vee of his thighs and proceeded to massage her stiff shoulders. “Are you okay? Do you want to talk about it?”
    “I have to say that was scary. You wouldn’t do that to me, would you? I mean, if I agreed to try the D/s thing?”
    “I might. Depending on if you earned a punishment that severe. But remember, again, it really wasn’t that severe. Con is an expert Dom. He knows how to use all of the leather impact toys. There was no broken skin…”
    “Toys? That was a toy?” She was astounded and horrified.
    “They are called toys, but that doesn’t mean they aren’t serious implements and that the Dom doesn’t need to be well trained and careful in the use of any whips or other items of that nature. You saw that he never struck her lower back so as not to injure her kidneys.” She could tell he was trying to speak very clearly and carefully. He didn’t want to frighten her, but he wasn’t trying to gloss over the subject either. She could respect that. “My preferred method of punishment is an old-fashioned, over-the-knee spanking with my bare hand. I find that the most satisfying and sensual method, for both me and my sub. If you did something totally stupid that endangered your safety, I might use a more severe method of correction. I would not expect that to be necessary.”
    Ivorie shook her head. She didn’t know if she could agree to this. While, much to her chagrin, she had found herself aroused, she didn’t like the idea that it had affected her in that way. She had to think about this a little more before she agreed to participate in a D/s scene.
    They went to bed, and Drew pulled her into the security of his arms, cuddled her close, and told her to just go to sleep. After they had been in bed for a while, Ivorie awoke trembling from a bad