Kait bit her lip in chagrin.
“Don’t worry, Miss Pyne. I never waste an opportunity for discipline. It tends to bring lessons home in a way nothing else does.” He extended a hand to her, and, after a brief hesitation, she took it. He guided her upwards until she was standing next to him, her eyes cast down towards his lap. Flicking her gaze to his face, she saw his expression was firm but kind.
Gently, he pulled at her hand and guided her over his lap, until her bare bottom was positioned squarely over his groin. Kait was mortified. She could feel his erection, rock hard against her hips. With her bottom arched upwards, all of her was on display. She was facing the arm of the sofa, and she couldn’t see anything he was doing. Aurelian rested his left arm across her bare back, using his hand to softly stroke her. She found the weight of his arm strangely comforting.
Kait gasped. Aurelian was running his fingers lightly across her bottom. The sensation had caught her unaware, and she squirmed slightly. He gave her bottom a couple of warning taps, and she stilled herself. “We will start with spanking as your first form of discipline,” said Aurelian in a conversational tone. “Have you ever been spanked, Miss Pyne?”
“No, Sir,” said Kait. She was surprised at how meek her voice sounded.
“That’s all right, Miss Pyne,” said Aurelian. “That will be corrected very shortly. Accept your punishment and do your best not to move or cry out. If you move your hands to cover your bottom, your spanking will start again at the very beginning. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir,” answered Kait, trying to adopt a more confident tone.
“Then we begin,” said Aurelian. Kait held her breath in anticipation, trying not to tremble. Aurelian raised his hand and brought it down sharply on her ass.
Kait bit her lip and struggled not to cry out. The sting receded quickly, replaced by a blossoming warmth. Even as she came to terms with the sensation, Aurelian’s hand came down a second time. This time she gasped. “Oh!”
“Miss Pyne,” he said in a warning tone, as he brought his hand crashing down again.
“Sorry, Sir!” gasped Kait.
Again came his hand. And again. “Try to do better, Miss Pyne.” Again and again.
“Yes, Sir!” squeaked Kait. She grappled with both sensations, pain and warmth, as they rose and rose, as well as the alarming realization that with the warmth came wetness.Please don’t let me dampen his jeans.The spanking increased in speed and intensity. Kait’s breathing was becoming ragged as she tried to fight both the pain and the instinct to try to rise up and get away.
Suddenly Aurelian stopped, and Kait tried to catch her breath. Aurelian’s left arm remained anchored across her back, still a reassuring weight. His right hand was gently stroking her heated cheeks, a sensation somewhere between painful and delicious.
“Good girl, Kait,” said Aurelian softly. “It takes some getting used to. But you did very well.” He was now stroking her hair.
Kait burst into tears. All of the tension and nervousness suddenly broke in the face of his tenderness, and she felt incredibly small and vulnerable. Aurelian swept her up in his arms, cradling her, her tender bottom on his lap and her head against his shoulder. Kait sobbed and sobbed, while Aurelian kept stroking her hair and softly telling her everything was okay, and she had been very brave.
Kait could not stop her tears. “But what am I going to do now?” she cried. “I can’t even handle a spanking! And Iknowyou weren’t even sp-spanking me that h-hard,” she sobbed.
“Shhhhh,” soothed Aurelian. “Don’t worry, little one. You were very brave. You’d never been spanked before! You did so well.”
“How can yousaythat?” cried Kait, lifting her head to look at him. “I’m such a joke! Telling you I want to be a novice. For fuck’s sakes!” she sobbed.
Aurelian regarded her calmly, and Kait could see nothing but kindness in his deep-brown eyes. “Everyone has to start somewhere, Kait,” he said simply. “And you actually…well, at least a part of you actually enjoyed it.”
Cheeks hot, Kait stared at the floor. She couldn’t look at him. “I know,” she said softly. “But I don’t know why that bothers me so much.” She moved off his lap but stayed tucked into his side. She brushed her hair away from her forehead. “Oh no!” she said, “I’ve ruined your shirt.” She rubbed ineffectually at the mascara marks creating black blobs on his white linen shirt.
Aurelian put his head back and laughed. “My shirt is the least of my worries right now. Kait, I’m going to give you an important lesson.”
She looked up suddenly.
“No, not that kind of lesson,” he said, rubbing her shoulders. “That spanking was so hard for you because youfoughtit. You tried to overpower the spanking. What you need to do issubmitto it. Accept something is happening to you that is beyond your control, and surrender to it. Let someone else take charge for a while. That changes it from a contest you have to win into sensations to be experienced. And you might find the sensations become things you like. But that,” he said, standing up and kissing her on the top of her head, “will be for tomorrow night. That’s enough for tonight. Time for you to go home, and rest.”
Kait suddenly realized she did not want to be alone.
“Nooo,” she said, hating how childish she sounded. “We’ve barely started!”
Aurelian, however, was firm. “It’s my decision,” he said. “But I’m not sending you without homework. Look up the Five Positions of the Novice, practice them, and be prepared to demonstrate them tomorrow night. Eight p.m. sharp, Miss Pyne. You may see yourself out.”
His sudden change in demeanour surprised Kait, but somehow it allowed her to gather herself. She dressed quickly and headed towards the door. As she reached it, she turned around to look at him. Aurelian had his back to her, holding his wineglass and looking out the window.
