[starrynitesfemme]

When Darkness Falls, Part 2

The cold air swirled over my naked flesh and I shivered. Finally raising my eyes to meet Your own, I was suddenly still as our eyes met. Caught. Held. No hiding place left for me to run. Your fierce gaze and the swirl of confusing emotions warring within me.

"Answer me." Your voice harsh.

"Yes." I managed to whisper.

"Yes what girl?" Said quietly, Your tone clear and Your anger apparent still.

"Yes . . . I . . . " I whispered, my eyes dropping to Your neck, no longer able to look in Your eyes. Ashamed, a blush rushing over my cheeks as I realized You knew exactly the effect You had on my body and mind. Why had I come here when You had expressly forbid it? What had possessed me to disobey You? My mind rushed in every direction searching for answers and finding none. My eyes fluttered closed as tears streamed down my cheeks. I couldn't say those words . . . not to You . . . not here . . . not now.

I heard, as if from far away, the echo of Your footsteps as You stepped away. The cold was suddenly almost painful and I was so very aware of my nudity without Your presence near me.

"Open your eyes girl." You said quietly . . . with a tone I didn't quite recognize.

My eyes opened to find You staring hard at me and as You raised Your hands I saw the cane held in Your hands. I opened my mouth as if to speak, but at the look in Your eyes I quickly shut it again. Fear coursed through me at the thought of that cane striking my flesh. It was not something I had ever experienced, something I had only watched done on others and I recalled clearly the marks left behind.

Lifting the cane to my mouth You said "With every stroke You will thank me and ask for another, counting the strokes, there will be 10 strokes in all. Is that understood?"

"Y.. Yes Sir" I whispered and quickly kissed the cane. Closing my eyes I felt my body tense, every muscle preparing for what was to come. Waiting . . . silence in the alley except for passing traffic from the street. Without warning You brought the cane hard against my ass and I gasped, gulping in a breath of air as tears ran down my cheeks.

"Thank You Sir, one, may I have another?" I whispered through lips that did not want to move. I heard the cane this time as it flew toward my waiting flesh and my body jumped in response to the searing heat left behind. "Thank You Sir, two, may I have another?" I gasped out. The punishment continued until I had received all 10 strokes and my knees threatened to give out. Crying softly, unable to contain my tears of pain mixed with tears of remorse, I didn't even feel You undoing the restraints or wrapping Your jacket around me. I had no memory of any of it, only realizing as You opened the car door for me that it was over.

"Hush now little one, You've done well, let's get you home." Your voice was soothing now as You helped me into the front seat. Gingerly slipping into the seat, fresh tears running down my cheeks as I tried to find a way to sit that wasn't painful, I gratefully closed my eyes and lay my head back against the seat. The warmth from the heater was welcome and the smell from Your leather jacket wrapped around me was comforting. My mind and body slowing down, soothed by Your presence and the movement of the car, I allowed myself to drift off.

The chill of the night air rushing in as You opened my door awoke me.

"We're here little one, come on, let's get you inside." Your said quietly, helping me out of the car slowly. Taking my key, You unlocked my door and led me inside. Inside, in the light, I was suddenly awash in embarrassment, shame and confusion. Tears slipping down my cheeks I stepped into my bedroom and closed the door. Slipping off Your jacket I reached for my bathrobe and pulled it around me, curling up on my bed I cried. I heard You in the other room, moving around in the other room and then coming into my bedroom.

"It's okay, you did well, and I think it's a lesson you won't soon forget." You said softly as Your hand caressed my back.

"I'm sorry." I whispered. Keeping my eyes closed, I was awash in confusing emotions and feelings.

"Roll on your tummy." Your voice was firm and Your hands helped me do just that. "We need to get something on these welts." The skin on my ass was on fire and so sensitive that as You slowly slid my bathrobe up, I was hyper-aware of each inch of its movement. I jumped as You began to spread the cold ointment into each fiery mark. Aware of Your hands gentle, sure touch and Your presence on my bed I tried to relax but could not.


"We need to discuss what happened this evening." Your voice was deep and husky as You pulled my bathrobe back down and stood up quickly "But not tonight, sleep now little one and we will talk in the morning."

"Good night Sir' I whispered knowing I wouldn't sleep. But before You even shut my front door behind You, I tumbled into a deep sleep.
To be continued...