Selena gasped, feeling suddenly empty and somehow even more vulnerable than before.
“Master?” she asked, looking up at him uncertainly.
Valen’s face was like a storm, his mouth tight and his piercing eyes narrowed.
“Be silent, Selena,” he ordered tersely. “You will hold still and take the punishment that’s coming to you!”
“But—” she began, but at that moment his big hand came down with a loud smack across her bare buttocks.
“Ahh!” Selena gasped, writhing against him. She had fantasized about being spanked in the past, but she’d always dreamed that it would be private and consensual—something that she and her Dom discussed beforehand. She hadn’t come to the Pet Parade tonight expecting to be disciplined in front of an entire roomful of people!
“Be still, I said!” Valen barked. He clamped one heavy arm over her waist to stop her writhing as his hand fell again…and again…and again.
“M-master!” Selena gasped. She tried to hold still, but his big hand really hurt. This was no play-spanking for purely erotic purposes—the big Kindred was actually punishing her—spanking her as hard as he could! At least, that was what it felt like to Selena, as she writhed helplessly in his lap.
With each sharp, smack! of his hard palm connecting to her flesh, a bright flash of pain went through her. That and the humiliation of being punished in public, in front of so many people, was almost too much to bear…
“There.” With one final slap of his big hand, Valen at last ended the spanking. “I have punished my wayward female, your Majesty,” he said, looking up at the Emperor. “So there is no need to bring this matter before the High Court.”
“You have indeed done a most admirable job of punishing her, Kindred.” The Emperor sounded impressed. “Very good, I think we can consider this matter closed.”
“Not yet!” Empress the Third glared with spiteful eyes at Selena, who was still draped over Valen’s lap. “She shocked me, your Majesty! And it really hurt.” She pouted, looking like she was about to cry.
“Well, what would you suggest we do, Empress the Third?” the Emperor asked, rolling his eyes in exasperation. “The female has already been punished.”
“But not nearly enough!” Empress the Third protested. “She ought to be shocked as well! Or else…” She got a crafty look on her face. “Or else she must be spanked again—this time in a more intimate and painful place.” She pointed at Selena’s bare bottom. “She has too much padding on her ass for a spanking there to really hurt.”
“Very well.” The Emperor clapped his beringed hands together sharply. “Someone, bring the Kindred the pussy paddle to use on his female. Hurry up now—be quick about it!”
The pussy paddle?
Selena watched with frightened eyes, her heart pounding in her ears, as one of the black and gold liveried servants hurried up to the Emperor’s side. In his hands, was a long, thin paddle, no more than three inches wide. It was made of some kind of dark brown wood and holes had been drilled in it to cut the wind resistance.
Oh my God—that’s going to hurt way more than his hand! Also, the spiteful Empress the Third was right when she’d said that Selena had plenty of padding on her ass. Her pussy, on the other hand…well, it just wasn’t a place that was meant to be punished.
She looked up at Valen, hoping he would object. But the big Kindred’s face was like stone as he took the thin, wicked-looking paddle when the Emperor handed it to him.
“Selena,” he said, his voice low and dangerous. “Up on your hands and knees again and spread your legs wide so I can punish your pussy.”
“But—” she tried to protest.
“Up, now!” he barked and his face was so frightening, Selena scrambled up, her heart pounding.
“Y-yes, Master,” she whispered.
“Good. Now spread your legs—spread them wide!” he demanded in that same, low, dangerous voice.
Trembling, Selena did as he ordered. Hanging her head, she parted her thighs as wide as she could. Her heartbeat seemed to shake her entire body as she waited for the first blow.
“This is for misbehaving,” Valen growled at her and then the paddle fell with a flat, smack.
Selena felt it connect with her bare pussy lips and gasped at the flare of pain. She cringed and everything inside her told her to try and get away! This hurt too much. There wasn’t enough padding and it was a delicate area—she should not be spanked here!
“Master!” she gasped, looking up at Valen. Tears had sprung to her eyes with the sharp pain and for a moment she thought she saw pity on his stern features.
But the next moment, he gripped her around the waist and growled,
“Spread your legs wider, Selena. No—keep them open—your paddling isn’t over yet.”
Stifling a sob of fear and pain, Selena did as he said, spreading her thighs even wider, though everything inside her wanted to shrink from the second blow of the paddle.