Keep telling yourself "It's for the money..." (PsionicCuttlefish & Delphine)

[PsionicCuttlefish]

I spread my arms out wide over the back of my couch as I tilted my head back and let out a long sigh through my wolf-muzzle.

Man, I was bored as shit.

Three days and I, Jonah Cooper, was still waiting. Sure, 'patience is a virtue' and all that, but truth be told, I'm just used to getting what I want. I inherited millions from my dad's corporation, but I didn't care about the family business or doing any real work. My brother was fine working to take over for our dad one day, he was the one with real ambition. Let him bust his ass working the books all day. Me? I just put my money in diversified investments, low-risk and high-risk, to get a steady income stream and called it a day. I already had more money than I knew what to do with, why bother trying to make shitloads more? The zeroes just blurred together after awhile anyway. I had my house--a nice 'compact' mansion-kind-of-deal, three stories high and...ah, fuck if I know how wide exactly, something like twice as wide as tall? Fairly fancy-looking, too, nice and pretty with whites and golds and good molding. My own small private estate, on the edge of the big city. Cozy and quiet. No solid-gold statues on the lawn, though. I mean, what the hell are those even good for?

I sighed again and tilted my head back forward, long having lost interest in whatever show I put my massive wall-TV on. I flicked it off with the remote and looked down at my bare chest and the nice pants I was wearing. I was a gorgeous motherfucker if I do say so myself. A nice light-brown-and-cream coat of fur on a lean body, but well-toned and rugged. I had neck-length cream-hair back in a ponytail and some sexy bangs over my pale blue eyes. I was a bad boy. Always going out to parties to have a good time, cruised for one-night-stand-chicks at bars all over the city, had one hell of an entertainment system, but...lately? I'd been wanting something more. Sure, with my good looks and money, I could get any girlfriend I wanted, but ugh that would still take some work and I'd have to be nice and listen to what she wants. No...I wanted a girl I could own, a female that would be all mine to use and abuse however I wanted. I visited some BDSM clubs from time to time, and was well familiar with exactly what I wanted. Three days, and I was still waiting for someone to knock on my door for the personal ad I had put online three days ago...



WANTED: FEMALE TO BE MY 24/7 SLAVE FOR MONTH OR LONG-TERM, 30K+ PAYMENT

BASICS:
My name is Jonah Cooper [picture attached], age 27, and I am seeking a female to enter into a 24/7 Pet/Slave BDSM relationship with me, for a pre-set amount of time. I will be dominant and do with you as I wish (details below) by training you to serve and pleasure me, there won't be any safewords and disobedience will be punished, however you can leave any time you want. Food, lodging, and care will be provided, although you are not allowed to leave my house without me unless terminating the relationship. If you can stay as my slave for one month, then at the end of it I will cut a check for 30,000$ to you, and you may leave. Birth control will be provided. Aditionally, if you choose to stay on for a full year after the first month, you will receive 500,000$ For further negotiations beyond that, see details below. This offer is first-come first-serve basis, I will take in the first girl who meets my requirements and close this offer, though I will re-open if a girl leaves or fails to live up to expectations. Arrive at [address enclosed] with all prior commitments tied up and the documentation specified below.

I require my female: (NONE OF THESE ARE NEGOTIABLE)
-to be between the ages 18 and 30, younger and less-experienced is preferable (I want to have the satisfaction of breaking and training from the ground-up)
-to be free of any STDs (bring your birth certificate and a medical report when you come to my house)
-must already have D-cup breasts at minimum
-must live in the city, or come from a reasonably nearby location

<Go to next page for details>

DETAILS:
One-month commitment--you will be subjected to strong BDSM aspects, including but not limited to:
-Sexual training on how to please a male with most of your body
-Commanded to perform housework and cook meals
-Bondage and sexual torment
-Painful discipline for disobedience, or sometimes because I feel like it
-Occasional public 'scene', but otherwise not allowed out on your own
-Occasional gangbang as I share you with friends
-And much more...

One-year commitment--if you last for a month and choose to stay on for an additional year, much will remain the same with a few differences:
--You will be given 'days off' to spend the money you have earned and anything else you would like to do
--I will breed you: birth control will stop, and I will impregnate you. You will carry and birth my child.

Further commitment--If you choose not to stay past one year of service, you will receive the 500,000$ promised and I will keep the child. If you wish to remain past one year, then we will effectively enter into a marriage, and you will gain joint access to my accounts and help me raise my child, though our BDSM relationship will continue. Further breeding possible.



It was a pretty intimidating ad, I know, but I was hoping the carrots would be good enough for a young girl with not much better to do. Breeding was probably especially intimidating, but my life was completely stable and I wasn't getting any younger, I'd welcome having a kid around. Or even a 'wife', albeit a BDSM wife. Oh, and I also had made sure to geographically restrict the ad to only appearing to people in the same city. Didn't want some girl moving in from states away only for her to realize she can't handle me only to get dumped in a city with no money and nowhere to go. Fuck, I may have wanted a girl I can rough up as I please, but I wasn't heartless.

I was just about to set my entertainment system to some porn just to pass the time when all of a sudden, I heard my doorbell ring! I jolted up, my ears flicking at attention. Could it be? A female answered the ad, at last? Fucking finally! I quickly threw on a button-up shirt-vest, covering my bare chest while leaving my beefy arms showing. With that, I rushed down two hallways from my entertainment room to my front double-door, and after checking the peephole, I pulled open one of the doors to get a good look at the female who would hopefully be my slave for at least the next month...

 

[Delphine]

RE: Keep telling yourself "It's for the money..." (PsionicCuttlefish & D...

" The debt is 35,000$. You need to have it by the end of next month otherwise we will take what we need to fulfill your fathers debt."

The numbers still danced in front of my eyes even now. I had gone to meet with the debt collector almost a week ago and I still had no idea where I was going to find this money. I can't afford to lose my home and my car, I need those to function in the real world. With a sigh I spin around in my desk chair, my eyes catching the screen on my computer, a flashing symbol in the corner drew me back to the desk.

New message from Nekomimi
Re: Easy Money!

I found this ad accidently. Hehe, Okay, maybe I was looking for that big bear of a man I met last time again! Anyway, It seems pretty easy, this dude just wants to boss around a girl for a month, the payment is what killed me though! 30,000 for a month!! I'd look into it if I were you!

<Click here to access link>
Love, Neko <3

(PS: He is hot as fuck girl! Meowwwwww~!)


A smile spreads across my face and I can't help but laugh, this was probably another one of Neko's tries to get her on a date with a guy. I swear that girl does nothing but try to get into everyone's pants. Clicking the link wouldn't hurt though. After clicking, it brings me to the ad. It actually looked extremely well written, not like those other ads where it was like "Need pussay 2night!" Genuine hope fills me as I read through. Having slept with one guy before, I was completely new to sex…however I had never experienced BDSM so that part was new to me. The ad was slightly intimidating after the first bit…share with friends, sexual torment…Public scenes?! I slam my laptop shut at the mention of breeding. This man actually wanted to have children with whoever stumbled to his doorstep first?!

After shaking my head, I stand up and step in front of the mirror. Would he even accept me? I was relatively cute…I wouldn't go as far to say beautiful or sexy. My white fur was always pristine, long in places where I wish it really wouldn't be. My eyes were my best feature, or so I was always told. I had inherited my mothers violet eyes and the compliments I received on them never ceased.

"Why am I even considering this?!"

I growl to myself before reaching over and slamming my paw down on the light switch, leaving the room In complete darkness before crawling into my bed, hopefully to sleep off my ridiculous consideration of the ad.

The next afternoon...

For some reason I was in front of the mansion, suitcase behind me on the steps. My rest hadn't done much for getting rid of the thought, I actually found myself packing and scheduling a physical first thing in the morning. I clutch the papers in my hand tighter, wrinkling the clean sheets. I had a clean bill of health, as I always did. After looking over the papers one more time, I'm happy with how they look and that I have everything. After raising a small paw and rapping on the door several times, I brush off the long sleeved lilac babydoll dress I had thrown on this morning, the neck was low enough that my push up bra made me look like I was almost falling out of it.

Once the door opens I can't help but stutter as I introduce myself.

"Hello…I'm Katerina Reed."

 

[PsionicCuttlefish]

RE: Keep telling yourself "It's for the money..." (PsionicCuttlefish & D...

I swung the door open ninety degrees, standing right in the middle of the entrance with my rugged male bulk, one arm reaching out to hold the edge of the door I just opened while the other arm braced on the door that was still closed, slightly 'blocking' the doorway. Probably gave me a more menacing look that I intended, but...

Ooh, this one's a cutie...she's gonna be fun to corrupt...

There, standing in my doorway, was one cute doggy girl, with a white-colored coat of fluffy fur. And her face...her face looked so...innocent.

Well, I stood their in silence for several moments, me in my black pants and black vest with my buff brown-furred arms in full view and my cream-colored bangs partially hanging over my eyes, though they did nothing to hide me shamelessly looking the sweet doggy-girl up and down from head to toe with a slowly spreading predatory grin on my muzzle. She really was cute alright, especially in that purple dress of hers, and was delightfully curvy even with her fluffy fur. Her breasts were also emphasized by her dress and bra, which was good for her as she looked just barely big enough for my requirements. I supposed she'd do in that area. But what really sold her cuteness was her eyes and her face. She had striking violet eyes that matched her dress, along with a shy expression that made her eyes adorably peek out from under her bangs. But cute wasn't quite what I wanted, I wanted sexy. Which was no problem, because cuteness and sexiness were not just appearance, but attitude. Assuming she didn't run away, with a month, I'd make her sexy. I glanced around her and noticed a suitcase behind her legs. So, she'd brought everything she thought she'd need. Heh. She had no idea. She was also holding papers right in her hands, which I could only presume were the documentation I had requested in my ad. Good, she was prepared.

I kept up the silence for several long moments, letting my masculine presence do the talking for me at first, before I finally opened my mouth. "So...you must be here about my online ad." I stated confidently, in my low, smooth rumble of a voice. I finally relaxed my doorway-filling posture and reached out a hand with upturned palm towards her, while my other arm kept braced on the door, though now my elbow was hanging low instead of propped up. "That's your documentation for me, I presume." I said, glancing at the papers in her hand and waiting for her to put them in mine. Just needed to verify her age and that she had a clean bill of health. Not that I at all expected there would be any problem, if she had gotten this far to my doorstep, no way she came without either legit documents or some really convincing fakes, though she didn't look under 18 either. But hey, never skip the details. Read every contract, word-for-word, don't let someone pull the wool over your eyes. I'd been taught well, even if I didn't care to apply the lessons of my upbringing much.

 

[Delphine]

RE: Keep telling yourself "It's for the money..." (PsionicCuttlefish & D...

I couldn't help but squirm slightly under the intense gaze of the wolf before me. He had looked attractive in his pictures but they really did him no justice, he seemingly radiated masculinity. I felt my face begin to heat as he pointedly inspected me from top to bottom. My tail slowly inches between my legs, my ears lowering as my eyes cast instinctively to the ground. The silence was killing me, I felt like he was automatically throwing me out of the race. Maybe coming was just a bad idea. No! I was just as good as any of those other girls! And I needed this money more than anyone. With a slight growl, I raised my head and looked him in the eye, drawing on a source of bravery I never knew was there.

"These are the papers you requested. You'll see on my birth certificate that I was born here at St. Joseph's Hospital, May 3rd 1991. Below that is my clean bill of health, I just finished the examination not even a few hours ago so everything is up to date. Am I wrong to assume that you have similar documentation of your health that I can look at?"

I raise my hand and places the slightly wrinkled papers in his paw. After this, I cross my arms over my chest, pushing my breasts out even more as my tail slides from between my legs, my ears standing up and perking towards him as I wait for a reply. I really didn't care to see his paperwork, I was just attempting to let him know that I wasn't a complete weakling that would take anything. After all, this was just a business agreement, it only seemed right that both parties were put at ease.

"Is everything in order?

 

[PsionicCuttlefish]

RE: Keep telling yourself "It's for the money..." (PsionicCuttlefish & D...

As I intensely examined the girl before me, 'Katerina', her shy attitude showed more. She squirmed slightly, looked down, and her tail even started going between her legs. Heh. Never been so checked out by a guy before? She was a real treat. I couldn't wait to fuck the shyness right out of her. But then something happened I didn't expect. I heard her growl softly, and she then looked up and looked me straight in the eye with a small amount of steel, and delivered her statements to me. I rose one eyebrow up. Now that was interesting, and I took careful note of it. She even demanded to see my documentation. Well! The shy puppy's got some fire to her, after all.

I just smirked at her. "Well, I get regular physicals myself, and my last one was just a few months ago, so yeah, I can show you my report." I said as I accepted the papers from her and looked them over. Her birth certificate matched what she said...but one thing in particular she said stuck out at me. Her birthday was May third? Today was the 20th of April, that meant her birthday was in about two weeks! I'd definitely have to think of something 'special' for then...and her health was all in order as well, and when she asked, I nodded. "Yep, everything seems to be in order, Katerina." I said as I looked at her. She had put her arms underneath her breasts to push them out a little bit more, and I shamelessly stared at the display for what it was. "You're certainly qualified enough..." I said without taking my eyes off her breasts, but then I looked her in the eye again with a slightly more serious expression.

She may have answered my ad, and must have had some idea of what she was getting into, but...all the same, I wanted to be absolutely sure. She certainly had been acting rather innocent before. "There actually is one other thing, though." I said as I held the papers aside with one hand, and my other hand surreptitiously went behind the door out of her sight to hit 'record' on my front door's intercom. "Let's be clear on this." I said, lifting my chin up a fraction in natural superiority, while I spoke in a strong, enunciated voice. "You come into my home, and I'm going to do a lot of shit to you. Some of it's not gonna be nice. I will teach you how to be a good submissive slave for me. You walk across this threshold," I pointed down at my doorstep for emphasis. "your ass is mine. You get no say in anything, and I do what I want. You can leave any time you wish, but if you do before thirty days are up, you forfeit the thirty-grand payment at the end." With my intercom, her answer would be on-record. Even if I wasn't actually worried about her, it was mostly just insurance against her running out my door, crying and screaming "Rape!" or some shit like that if it turned out she couldn't take it. Verbal contracts were valid, and as my daddy taught me, keep everything on record if not in writing. Take no chances, cover all angles.

I stepped aside and put my back against my open door, with one arm sweeping 'welcomingly' into my house, and the other holding out the papers in her direction if she chose to take them and turn around. "So, with that in mind." I say, looking at her from beneath my bangs. "You in, or out?" I held my breath slightly. Please be in. I'm going to have so much fun breaking a cutie like you. I thought to myself.

 

[Delphine]

RE: Keep telling yourself "It's for the money..." (PsionicCuttlefish & D...

I nodded when the Adonis before me explained that he got regular physicals and that his last was a few months ago. "I would appreciate that." I would rather not risk getting anything at all, even for thirty grand. At his mention of "qualified" I can't help but blush, my cheeks turn a light pink and the bravery that had steeled my words just a few moments ago fades under his gaze. My arms slowly fall from under my chest, coming to rest in front of me, my white paws twiddling nervously as I wait for him to speak again.

In a second his demeanor changed, suddenly he had this air of superiority around him, if I wasn't frozen in place I may have turned and ran. Okay….maybe this wasn't going to be a man just wanting to order around some woman for a month…he was dead serious. He wanted to own me for this month. And I couldn't forfeit the money! It was too perfect, I had to repay the debt three days after I would leave his service! With a deep breath, I steel myself before looking up into his dark eyes once again. The words have a hard time slipping out of my mouth, suddenly my tongue feels dry and heavy, like an unusable object. I take a moment to wet my lips before allowing the words to spill out.

"I understand what I'm doing…I will submit to you for a month…But no more after that. I'm using you just as you're using me."

My voice shakes slightly, damn my nerves. With a shaking paw, I reach behind me and tug the handle of the dark suitcase. It wasn't very easy, I had only filled it with enough necessities for a month; clothes, hygiene products, my cellphone and of course an extra pair of heels for any special occasions I may attend, but it seemed heavier than I had remembered. With a brief struggle, I tug it across the threshold and stand in the massive mansion. I can barely comprehend the area around me…it seemed like just his hallway was as big as my own home. I can't help but tuck my tail between my legs instinctvley, giving myself a small sense of security. Stepping a few more times, I swivel my head around, taking in even more of the luscious living this man was used to. This was going to be my home for a month!

"So…Your papers?"

 

[PsionicCuttlefish]

RE: Keep telling yourself "It's for the money..." (PsionicCuttlefish & D...

Heh, after I mentioned 'qualified' and gave her tits a good look, the puppy got even more adorable with a cute blush and a look down again. What a cute little bitch. But I'm gonna fix you up good and proper... I thought to myself, and after I gave the girl my 'warning', I watched her stumble a little over her words before she looked into my eyes again and told me she accepted the job. She even had the gall to say she was using me! I wanted to laugh, but didn't. I just stood still out of the way as she grabbed her suitcase and crossed my doorstep. Got you, bitch. Your ass is all mine, now.

Day 1

After she had passed me, I closed the door behind her and quickly shut off the intercom while her back was turned to me. I had what I needed, in her own words. After that, and while she was still turned from me, I twisted the deadbolt-lock on my front door with a click of finality that echoed through the silent receiving room of my house. Not that I was actually locking her in with me for real, mind you, it wasn't like she couldn't just undo the lock herself if she wanted to leave. No, it was just that I kept all outer doors locked as a matter of course...and the simple sound of it clicking shut on this girl who willingly walked into my clutches helped set the mood I wanted.

I stood tall by the door if she turned to look at me, with one hand at my side and one hand on the lock I just turned, not hiding what I just did while looking her dead in the eyes. The room we found ourselves in was fairly spacious and fancy, with one wall starting just to the right of the front door and going straight ahead to make a hallway, while the receiving room extended out to the left of the front door. There was a staircase to the second floor at the other end of the receiving room, and a fireplace on the wall opposite to the hallway-wall. The decorations around were suitably lavish, and there was also a coffee table in front of the fireplace with several luxurious couches around it. While I let my soon-to-be-slut take in the view, I pulled my smartphone from my pants-pocket and thumbed to the ad I had put up online, ending it but keeping it saved in case I needed to put it up again, while also sending out a quick text to my serving staff. I looked up as she asked for my papers again. "Don't worry, in a minute. I won't forget. Just got a few other things to straighten out first." I then went to a side-table next to the front door and pulled out a small drawer of random supplies. I took out an envelope, which I put Katerina's certificate and report into. "I'm leaving these right here for now." I declare to her as I set the envelope on the side-table, then walked towards her.

I stood in front of her with one arm across my chest and my other propping up my chin as I regarded her. "First, I need something to call you...hmm..." I chuckled lightly. "As hilarious as a dog named 'Kat' or 'Katty' would be, that doesn't quite ring well...hmm...'Rina'. Yes, Rina. That'll be your slave name from now on." I said factually, then paused to observe her reaction. But after that, I then clasped my hands behind my back with my chest subtly puffed out as I looked imperiously down at her with a firm expression, my pale eyes smoldering through the hair hanging over them. I was completely in charge, and needed her to see that. "But more importantly, now that you're mine, little slut-puppy, let's get one thing absolutely straight immediately, this will also serve as a proper introduction. Rule number one in this house and with me outside of it, the single most important rule is this: I. Am. Master." I said the last few words with extra firmness and punctuated pausing between them for strong emphasis. "You will refer to me as 'Master' and nothing else unless I specifically instruct otherwise. Every single sentence that comes out of your mouth must have the word Master in it somewhere. Do you understand me?" I waited for her response while looking her right in the eyes with all my masculinity and authority.

Once she responded, I continued. "In addition, you must understand your position in relation to Master. You are not my equal. You are beneath me, you are worth nothing, except for the pleasure that you bring to me. That is your one purpose here, to please me. Any pleasure you receive that isn't simple gratefulness on your part for serving me is an incidental side-effect to what I do with you, or me deciding that I want to have a particular kind of fun with you. You are my whore now, my little slut-puppy, and by the end of thirty days if you last that long, you'll be a well-trained cock-serving bitch. Here, you will learn your true place, and the meaning of submission." Once I finished my shpiel to her, I paused for a moment to gauge her body language and reactions. I knew I was starting off strong, but the bitch was going to have to learn fast to handle me. Before she could actually reply, however, I continued. "Now, my little pet Rina, tell me in your own words what you are, what your purpose is, and what you will be after one month here, that is assuming you don't puss out like a little chickenshit. See if you can impress me." I couldn't wait to get to some real fun with this delicious doggy, but setting the tone and stage right off the bat was extremely important in a master-slave relationship like what she had agreed to. I had to identify and make note of any uppity, stubborn, or rebellious tendencies in her so I could begin planning and work on properly breaking her out of them.

 

[Delphine]

RE: Keep telling yourself "It's for the money..." (PsionicCuttlefish & D...

I couldn't help but keep the suitcase propped against my leg, just for a slight feeling of safety, I couldn't believe the few objects I had brought with me offered this much relief. My ears perk at the sharp sound of the lock turning. I was stuck now…I mean, I knew I could leave at any moment…but that was the sound that brought me to reality. I had actually just sold myself for a month, to a man that was going to treat me like I was nothing but a toy.

My feet move before my mind comprehends what I'm doing and I dash to the door, a long whine leaving my throat as I almost run into him, standing there in front of the door. I unconsciously step back, wanting to distance myself suddenly. I felt tiny, like a miniscule pup that had just been scolded. Once again, my fluffy white tail retreats between my legs and I avert my eyes before turning around to draw in the sights once again. Everything was just so luxurious, even the end table that he withdrew the envelope from seemed to cost more than her entire living room set. I nod in understanding as he places it on the table, not thinking twice about it before watching him advance on me.

Butterflies flew through my stomach as Jonah walked back over to me, mumbling something about a new name for me. What was wrong with Katerina? I didn't need a slave name! "I'd prefer to just use Katerina, thank you." With widening eyes, I realize it's not my territory to make decisions anymore, and a shrink down simply hoping he won't notice the small outburst. His eyes seem to burrow through me, and no matter how I shift I can't get away from them. He.Was.Master. A small giggle escapes me, It was just like Me.Tarzan! I cover my mouth to muffle anymore noise before nodding in understanding before replying, my voice sounding just a bit more sarcastic than I tried. "Yes Master. I understand."

Then he just confirmed what I had read on the ad, I was nothing, just a toy. "I will last the month…there is no reason that I won't. I'm just as strong as any other woman that could have walked through that door!" I snipped, my snout turning back into a snarl for a moment before lowering again. " I'll be the best cock-serving bitch you've ever seen…I will exist only to serve you and for no other reason, I will be below you, a simple toy." I stop for a moment before allowing my eyes to come up and meet his once again, the violet hue smoldering. " And then on the thirtieth day, I will be the same women I walked in here as. I strong…independent woman who does whatever she has to too stay alive." I end it with a sharp nod, just begging him to challenge me in the silence, my tail even slips out from between my legs to wag softly, as if encouraging my behavior.

 

[PsionicCuttlefish]

RE: Keep telling yourself "It's for the money..." (PsionicCuttlefish & D...

I snorted softly after my little bitch said that her normal name was fine. As if she had a choice anymore! I also noted how sarcastic she sounded when she gave me her affirmative, addressing me appropriately as Master as she did so. But then...then she went off on a little speech of her own. One of my eyebrows slowly raised up as she went on, telling me she'd be a good little bitch right up until she leaves. In a way, it was an impressive display of will. Why, she was even self-congratulatingly wagging her tail to herself! I also took careful note about what she said, 'doing whatever she has to in order to stay alive'. Apparently she really needed the money. I might have even let her get away with her little outburst...but unfortunately for her, she had made one big mistake in her tirade.

I just smiled sarcastically at her, brought both my hands up, and clapped them together. "Bravo." Clap. "That was a beautiful speech." Clap. "I really might have even believed it..." Clap. "...if I cared about what you do after we're done here." But then I kept my hands together, and my expression got dark. "There's just one problem. A rather big one." I then lowered my hands and leaned in close to her, getting my face within an inch of hers as my expression glowered at her.

"You didn't say 'Master' anywhere in that little speech of yours." I growled out.

I then suddenly stepped forward, pushing my body up against hers and invading her personal space as one hand went around to hold her back and the other went to the back of her head, holding her still while my face remained an inch from hers. "For forgetting Rule Number One already, you must be punished. Time for your second lesson in BDSM." I then suddenly turned her around and started pushing her out into the receiving room. I went around the furniture while holding the puppy by the scruff of her neck to a trunk along a wall, one of many boxes containing 'basic essentials' that I had scattered around my house in preparation for my slave, so that I'd never have to go far to get something I needed. I lifted the top and reached into it in such a way that it remained almost closed so the slut couldn't see into it and get spoiled by the surprises inside. I felt around until I found what I needed and pulled it out; a simple wooden paddle.

I turned us around and marched the slut towards the couch in the center of the receiving room, but only to the side of it to the armrest. "Bend over." I said, and not even waiting for her to comply I just pushed her torso forward, bracing her legs against the side of the couch and making her lay her belly on the armrest with the rest of her torso on the couch. I held her neck down with one hand while my other paddle-holding hand grabbed the bottom of her dress and pulled it up over her back, then I pulled her panties down to her ankles, baring her ass for me, except... "Lift your tail puppyslut, and I mean lift it up all the way, as high as you can go. And bitch, you better not lower your tail even a little bit, or I'll double your punishment. Don't turn your head, either. Eyes forward." In this way, not only was I giving her punishment, but I was forcing her to be an active participant in her own discipline. I waited for her to comply, then pressed the cool flat side of the wooden paddle against her asscheek and started moving it in a slow circle, letting her build anxiety and anticipation. "You are new, so I am going easy on you today. I have many ways to punish mistakes or disobedience, but for right now...what you said was fine. I don't care about what you said. But forgetting to say 'Master' cannot be forgiven. I am going to give you four strokes for this. Don't forget your tail." I stopped rubbing the paddle around her ass in a circle and then brought it up high. I waited for a few moments in silence, feeling her tremble beneath me, letting her anxiety build as she wouldn't know the moment I strike. Fuck, I was getting really hard in my pants, they were tenting out significantly. Oh God, I loved this.

"Never--" I punctuated with a smack down on her left asscheek with the paddle in time with my emphasized word. I did it firmly, enough to sting, but nowhere near enough to actually harm, then lifted it back up. I actually didn't want to turn her off to the idea of fun spankings in the future, so I was being careful not to do it hard enough that she'd be too scared to feel it again. I only wanted her to remember the rule, and her ass would even only just barely get a little red from this.

"forget--" I brought down the paddle on her right asscheek this time.

"to say--" Left asscheek again.

"Master!" Right asscheek.

The whole time, I watched her tail to see if it lowered down...