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Drake turned to those watching, his eyebrows raised. I heard a titter go through them and realized I hadn’t used Master when responding.
"You can see I've been a bit too indulgent with this slave. She needs to learn her lesson on how to properly address her Master, and how to submit to an order without question."
He turned back to me, frowning. "I said, are you clear on what will happen, slave?"
"Yes, Master. My apologies for not using proper form of address, Master."
He nodded. "Good girl."
Then he sat facing the group, and pulled me down over his knee. My hair spilled over my face, and I was glad no one would see me. I realized that my skirt would ride up a bit, exposing my garters and nylons.
"Master, my skirt…" I tried to reach back, but Drake held me firm, one hand on the small of my back. Of course, he was planning on exposing my ass. He was going to spank me in front of everyone.
"Did I ask for your opinion on what is happening, slave?"
I swallowed and just forced myself to do whatever he said, with no comments.
"No, Master. I'm sorry." I made my body go limp. As if he felt my submission, he removed his hand from my back.
"Good girl," he said softly, then he took my hands in one of his, and with the other, he held me down, his hand on the small of my back. He turned to those gathered around us. "This submissive is not into pain, although she doesn’t yet know her true limits. She has been pestering me to spank her so she will know what to expect. I have to ensure she understands that this spanking is done to punish her, not to reward her curiosity or give her pleasure." Then he bent down to me. "Are you ready?"
"Yes, Master."
My heart was pounding. I wanted this, just so I'd know, but at the same time, doing it in front of others had me anxious. I wasn't sure if this would ruin it for me or make this better. I had to just let Drake take over and decide. I had to trust him.
Surprisingly, my arousal from earlier in the night before we left 8th Avenue re-emerged and I felt an ache building in my flesh. Would the pain from the spanking squelch it? Or would I want him to fuck me right away?
Then Drake spoke to the crowd. "The first time, let the submissive become familiar with the position. Don't rush things or you'll cause unnecessary panic. The Dominant's purpose is not to create fear and anger in the sub, but to reinforce the direction of power in the relationship, to teach her what is expected of her, and to help her become a better submissive. By losing all control in this way, the sub is reminded who has the power. Generally, any man is stronger than most women, especially in upper body strength. It should be fairly easy to restrain her, and keep the struggling to a minimum. But a Master enjoys a bit of struggle. The pain from the spanking should be equal to the amount of pain necessary to make the point, but no more. This isn't about sensation play. This is punishment. Keep reinforcing that."
Then, Drake pulled up my skirt and I knew that my buttocks – and more – were completely exposed to all those who cared to watch. I gasped, my face heating.
"Master…" I whispered, unable to stop myself.
"Shh," he said, and rubbed one of my cheeks with his hand.
After a moment, he spoke to the others. "This is virgin ass in every way. Never spanked properly. Never claimed. I aim to do both, but one thing at a time."
A murmur went through those who watched, and someone said, "Lucky you."
I heard Drake chuckle. He was enjoying this. He said he liked to teach…
"As I said, this particular sub is new to the lifestyle and has never been punished before, nor has she experienced a sensual spanking, anal play or penetration. She has expressed her eagerness to be spanked several times and each time I have refused. I want her to understand that I choose when an act will be performed, whether sexual or punishment. She imagined I was just going to demonstrate some minor point of bondage tonight, but earlier, she questioned one of my commands and so I decided to use this opportunity to demonstrate how to properly punish a new sub who is not into pain."
He kept running his hands over my ass, cupping each one, slipping his fingers between my cheeks, then he slid one finger inside of me and I tensed, my face hot with embarrassment. I couldn't believe I was letting him do this to me in front of people but it seemed to please him. I was also shocked that despite everything, or perhaps because of it, I was aroused. I never thought I was into exhibitionism. Was I?
"This slave is very responsive sexually. She's aroused by this, even though it conflicts with her self-image as a proper Catholic girl. I've enjoyed breaking down her barriers. This is just one more that I will cross."
He kept rubbing one ass cheek softly. He bent over and spoke softly to me.
"Now, slave, I'm going to spank you. I don't want you to protest or make a sound. Just take the punishment. You know the safe word. Remember what happens if you use it."
"Yes, Master," I managed to whisper.
Drake spoke to the others. "The first time you spank a sub, do so just to let them know how it feels and to reinforce submission. The point will be made even if you stop long before you would in a normal session of punishment."
With that, he struck my ass cheek, his palm hitting low on my buttock, a loud smack resulting. It stung a bit, but was more of a shock than painful.
I could take this.
