Thread: Ink's Ramblings

A little snippet of a scene between my OC Leah and her girlfriend before said girlfriend's death in a tragic end to one of their heroic missions. I may do more of these as time goes on. They can be seen as a sort of look into the character if you're interested in rping with her. Danielle had been giving Leah the silent treatment for the past day, since Callum had cleared her as healed from the injuries she'd gotten on their last mission. So it wasn't a surprise that when the redhead finally spoke it was only a single terse command. Strip and in the corner. Leah didn't respond verbally, simply doing so and placing her clothes neatly in the hamper before stepping into the corner that had been chosen as their punishment spot when they'd first worked out the rules of this part of their relationship. Facing the corner with her hands behind her back, all she could do was listen as her girlfriend got out whatever toys she'd decided on for this session. Finally Danielle stepped up behind her and let her feel the gentle touch of leather against her skin as she cuffed one hand and lifted it up to the hook on the wall. You know why you're being punished sweetheart? She asked softly, repeating the actions with her other wrist and nudging her feet a little further apart before stepping back again. I was unnecessarily reckless and got injured when waiting for back up would have been a more effective plan. Gentle hands were back, running down her legs as her ankles were carefully cuffed to a spreader bar that was then locked in place to keep her open. Exactly. And what's the punishment for unnecessary endangerment of your life? She shivered at the steel in the redhead's voice, knowing this was one of the most grievous offenses to her. Ten strikes with the hard paddle and half an hour of reflection. Despite the feeling of guilt that grew in her gut over upsetting and disappointing her domme her voice was steady. She heard said paddle lightly slap Danielle's thigh behind her and took a slow breath, preparing herself for it to land on her own bare skin. It only came once she let the air out in a slow exhale, the wooden paddle with a thin leather cover landing sharply on her left ass-cheek and making her draw in a sharp breath at the initial sting that spread into the deep ache underneath the skin. The pattern continued, each strike landing on alternating sides as she exhaled her pained breaths. Tears were already starting to burn in her eyes as the fifth landed, and by the tenth the combination of pain and guilt had her quietly crying. She heard the paddle get set down and then felt cool, gently fingers brush over the red marks on her ass. The lotion that was lovingly rubbed into the growing bruises felt good, but she knew her punishment wasn't yet over. Her wrists were let down from the wall to be connected behind her back, and the spreader bar similarly removed from between her legs even though the soft leather cuffs were left on her ankles. Kneel now sweetie, I'll be on the bed reading while you think about what you could have done differently. Danielle's voice was soft and loving in her ear as she helped her sink to her knees and linked a short chain between her ankles and wrists. Not because Leah was likely to move from the position but because it was something that worked for both of them. Danielle liked seeing her like this, and Leah felt secure when Danielle put restraints on her. Yes ma'am. She said softly, closing her eyes and listening to her putting away the paddle and spreader before settling on the bed with a book. Then she turned her mind to the mission, playing through the events that had led up to her decision to charge into the situation without waiting for the others. There'd been no real reason not to wait, no hostages or bomb or other direct danger to innocent lives. No, she'd simply been cocky and impatient. And she'd gotten injured for her trouble. Once certain that her decision had been a mistake she spent the rest of the hour going over alternative plans that she could have used. Even ones that she could have implemented alone if she'd really not wanted to wait, without the unnecessary risk of going in hand to hand. She lost track of time as she thought, and was slightly startled by the feel of fingers gently combing through her hair. Do you understand your mistake? Danielle's voice was soft, not breaking the weight of the punishment as Leah nodded. Yes ma'am. I should have waited for you or the boys. And if I absolutely couldn't I should have come up with a better plan than simply rushing in. She could practically feel the approval coming from the other woman as she finished speaking and basked in it even as the chain and cuffs were undone to free her. Danielle helps her stand, her legs stiff from kneeling for so long, and gently lays her on her front on the bed before setting to massaging the tension from her legs. You worried me so much, but I know you'll be more careful next time. There was love in her voice as she spoke and Leah sighed happily, nuzzling at the blankets that smelled like the two of them and closing her eyes to bask in her girlfriend's love.