Mistress Olivia Part 4

This is an extension of Part 1. This is what happened to Mistress Olivia because she was naughty.

Mistress Olivia Part 4

“I’m sorry Kenny,” Mistress Olivia begged, “I really am, I just wasn’t thinking.”
“Olivia, you are obviously not thinking clearly yet, you just called me ‘Kenny’.”
“Oh my goodness, I guess I’m really in trouble now,” Mistress Olivia said with half a smirk.
“How dare you! You think I am kidding little one? You disrespected me in front of my friends. What would make you think I was going to just let that slide?”
“I don’t know”, Mistress Olivia said, bowing her head, “I just didn’t think you would do it in someone else’s house. I’ve never been in this situation before.”
“Well, you are in it now, and you thought it was funny? You aren’t going to think it is funny anymore. See, I was going to go easy on you considering this is a new situation for you, but you have pissed me off now.”
Mistress Olivia started to cry, “I am so sorry Master!”
“Not as sorry as you are about to be! Now bend over that bed, and spread your legs wide!”
Mistress Olivia did as she was told. And the punishment began.
Master Kenneth started with a lecture as he always did. He felt that the waiting would make the slave think about what he/she had done. And he enjoyed watching them squirm.
“slave Olivia, you had the balls to talk back to me in front of my friends, and the stupidity to think that you would get away with it. For that you will suffer greatly. I brought you with me to drop off the slave, as a reward for being so good. I wasn’t going to punish you for your back talk. Master Jared was a very gracious host and allowed us to utilize this lovely room. It is a lovely room isn’t it? All implements within arms reach, and such beautiful pictures of Mistress Candace on the walls. Not to mention that bed, oh that bed, did you know that Master Jared and I designed that bed ourselves? It is a work of art, and you will respect it! You will not get any tears on it, you will not pull on your restraints, and you will not get aroused and get your pussy juices on it. Do I make myself perfectly clear?
Nothing…
SMACK!! Master Kenneth slapped Mistress Olivia across the face. “My goodness you are a very stupid girl, you are being punished for disrespect and you do it during the punishment.”
“Now answer me, DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?”
“Yes Sir, perfectly clear.”
“That’s much better, now you are beginning to think. Good it’s time for you to think about what you did and take the punishment like a good girl. Are you ready little one?”
“Master? I don’t think that is my decision to make?”
“Very good, I have my good little slave back.”
“Let’s Begin.”
Master Kenneth picked up a small riding crop and took full advantage of the slave’s legs being wide open.
“slap, slap, slap, slap” All on her inner thighs. But not a peep out of Mistress Olivia.
“Good girl.”
Master Kenneth lay the crop down and picked up a paddle, but not just any paddle, Mistress Olivia’s personal paddle, he had brought it with him as he always did when they left the house.
“I think ten will be good.”
“Yes Sir, thank-you Sir.”
“Smack” “one Sir”
“Smack” “two Sir.” The Mistress knew that was her personal paddle, and when that was used, she always counted. He continued to flog the Mistress, and she continued to count. She made no other noise, she knew better.
“Smack” “ten Sir.”
“Good girl.” “Next up are your thighs, what tool should I use slave?”
“Sir, I don’t believe that is my decision.”
“Normally it wouldn’t be, but I am asking to decide, and if I agree with your decision you will get four smacks, two on each thigh. If I don’t like your decision you will receive ten, five on each thigh, with the implement of my choice. Do you understand slave?”
“Yes Master, I understand.”
“Good, now make your choice carefully.”
“Sir, I think I will choose, the cane.”
“You are either a glutton for punishment or, you don’t think I will use it. Guess what I accept your choice. Four lashes with the small cane, two on each thigh.”
“Swoosh, Crack!” “One Sir”
“Swoosh, Crack!” “Mmmm two Sir”
“Swoosh, Crack!” “AHH, three Sir”
“Swoosh, Crack!” “FOUR SIR”
With that the punishment was over, Mistress Olivia lay on the bed with a bright red behind, and for large welts on her thighs, two on each thigh, one above the other. She cried to herself quietly.
“Olivia, you are done, I hope you have learned your lesson.”
“Yes Sir, I have learned my lesson. Sir, I am sorry for misbehaving.” Olivia replied through her tears.
“Olivia honey, you may start calling me Kenny again if you wish.”
“Sir, I think I need to stay a slave a little while longer, my attitude has gotten out of hand. I see that now, and I’d like to remedy it, if I may.”
“Alright slave, you may stay a slave until you think you are ready to be my wife and a Mistress again, now get up, it’s time we let Jared and Candi have their room back.”
“Yes Sir.” Olivia carefully got up off the bed and followed her Master out of the room.