Author's Note

From now on thoughts will be underlined

Oh and warning there is: punishment in this chapter, the hand on booty kind
Just putting that there in case there are like people triggered to it or something.
~~then again they probably should not be reading a BDSM story~~

Enjoy!

Day 2 - Curse this careing bint

Curse this caring bint Vinyl thinks as she is dragged through the nearest store with her beloved mistress picking what ever she wants off the numerous racks of clothing. Hearing her hum this entire time did no justice either. What a sight it must have been to a third party to see an elegant woman such as Octavia happily bounding through the clothing isles throwing cloths into a basket being pushed by a very grumpy blue haired DJ.

"Well sweet there is but just one more stop before we can leave~"

"Great." Vinyl says begrudgingly before putting on her most 'come here sweetie' voice "And what would that be miss?"

"Oh I think it is something you wanted earlier"

Oh she can't mean- Plushies. Plushies everywhere. So many plushies in fact that Vinyl wasn't very sure as to why a store would have so many.

"I know you probably want ALL of them sweet but do try to pick just one~" Octavia says in the most sweetly voice it almost made Vinyl cringe.

"Fine. Ill play your game Octy~" She says back with a just as sweet tone only with a bit more redder face.

"What did you just call me sweet?" dropping the sickly sweet tone she had before

"Oh nothing miss~" She calls back to her as she picks up a blue shark with cartoony teeth and carries it back to the cart. "I would much rather a shark over your suggestions of a bunny or dinosaur miss." She says cheekily before stuffing the large blue shark into the basket with the cloths.

Oh your gonna get it later Scratch

"Sweetie~"

Vinyl had never been so afraid of the word sweetie than right now as she looks at the clock sitting right under the TV. 5:00 pm "Y-yes mistress?" She asked not really wanting to dig her grave any further. I probably racked up like a bazillion strikes, elder gods strike down this woman before its too late

"Come hither please. I'm sure you realize the time~"

Vinyl wasn't sure whether to be more afraid of the sweet tone she used or the uncertainty of what exactly strikes will get her. Getting up from the sofa that was her haven she shuffles over to the awaiting Octavia, head held lower than usual.

"Now then sweet, there is one room within this house that I have not shown you." She begins as she removes the mirror hanging below the stairs, a hole just big enough to fit a hand in being hidden behind it. "I guess you can call it a secret dungeon, granted its a bit more lavish." She lifts the group of wood panels off the wall and behind lay a few steps leading down to a large room; signaling Vinyl to enter said room before she herself heads down as she replaces the wooden panels. (Helps with noise cancellation yea know?) Taking glances around the room Vinyl notices a few things: For one, everything is a shade of purple or grey, secondly there was possibly the most comfy looking bed Vinyl had ever laid her eyes on.

Oh and lets not forget the impressive amount of BDSM furniture and gear lining the walls opposite of the bed. The room almost looked like it was split in half, one half the epitome of comfort and the other bent on ripping down your defenses and exposing your weak inner self.

Walking past Vinyl Octavia drags out a small, about knee height, wooden bench like object that had leather padding covering the top and one side. "Please kneel against this" She asks Vinyl in an unnervingly calm voice. Not finding her voice right away she nods and presses her knees against the object. "Good, now. If you could please remove your trousers or simply unbutton them that would be perfect. Then place your chest and stomach on to the top" Huffing, Vinyl again, obeyed command and slid her jeans down her thighs and was now bent over the wood and leather bench. Walking around the bench Octavia admired the position Vinyl was now in. "Well sweet, within 12 hours time you have managed to gain 7 strikes. Not too bad, but not good either. There's room for improvement, much room for improvement actually. Here is what I'm going to do Sweetie." She continues in the same calm voice as before only this time she was standing right behind Vinyl, a finger hooked in the hem of her blue and white panties. "You will receive 7 smacks, with my hand, bare. Doe's that sound about right to you?"

Slowly she drags the blue and white panties down Vinyls thighs to revile her plush rump. "Yes mistress.." Vinyl mumbles back.

"Ah, I cannot hear you. You simply must speak up sweetie"

"I said yes mistress, you may punish me as you please, just do get over with it please." Vinyl replies back with her full voice.

"Much better~" Octavia chimes before giving Vinyl a hard smack across the rump. Surprised by the sudden stinging of her own flesh Vinyl jumped up and off the bench on impulse with a yelp. "Now now, we can't have you jumping around like that can we?" She asks and forces Vinyl back down onto the bench by the back of the neck. Pulling the smaller woman's hands forward she tied them to the legs of the small wooden structure. "Now sweetie, do you remember what your first strike was?"

"Refusing to put on my collar Mistress."

"Correct. You are to listen to every command I give without putting up a fuss." She gives her another two hard swats, being sure to not strike the same area more than once. "And what were those two for?" She asks again

"Cursing even when you warned me not to Mistress." Vinyl growls out trying to dismiss the pain.

"Correct again." THWACK THWACK THWACK "And those?"

"Trying to remove my collar, lieing, and trying to hide Mistress." Gritting her teeth Vinyl manages to hiss out; her end rapidly turning a cherry red as tears start to form in her eyes.

"Well sweetie, since you have done so well so far I have chosen to take a strike off of you. You have but one more to go. Now tell me. What did you call me at the store?" another hard swat, lower down on her thighs this time.

"I called you Octy, Mistress." Vinyl whimpers out, the pain finally getting to her.

"And why, Sweetie, is that a problem?" Octavia asks further

"Because you told me to call you Mistress, Mistress." She answers back still in a whimper.

"Again, correct." Octavia kneels down to undo her bindings. "Go over to the bed now please." She orders before putting the bench back against the wall. Vinyl immediately pulls her panties and pants up enough so that she can walk without irritating the red flesh and shuffles to the bed. Lowering herself down onto it and curling up she breaks into a small sob. A little crest fallen watching Vinyl cry into the soft fabric of the bed Octavia shakes her head abit before heading over with a small box. Gods I hate it just as much as they do. I wish subs knew it hurt us just as much emotion wise.

"May I see your wounds please sweet?" She asks in a careing tone.

No response

"Sweetie I would like to see your wounds so they do not hurt as bad."

A small while passes before Vinyl slowly gets up from her curled up position to resume the position she was in before. After saying a 'thank you' Octavia opens up the box she had before. Within the box was an assortment of various creams, lotions, and ointments. Grabbing out one she squeezes the contents of the tube into her hand. "This may sting alittle." She warns before applying it to and around the sore areas, effectively getting a long hiss out of Vinyl. "All finished." She reports before packing the box back up and getting up onto the bed herself. Vinyl tries to go back to her curled up position far from Octavia but the cellist had other plans. Placing a hand on Vinyls stomach she drags the DJ over to her and onto her lap before wrapping her up in a hug. "You did very well Sweetie" She says and kisses Vinyls neck softly.

"W-why are you doing this?" She chokes out.

"Doing what?" Octavia asks back a little confused by the question.

"This, the thing your doing right now."

"You mean After Care? Well your suppose to.. its nearing abuse if you don't and shows that your no true dom. Also how am I to allow a cutie like you sit here sobbing on my bed out of pain I caused." Octavia explains giving another small kiss at the end. "Did nobody else do this for you Sweetie?" She asks only to get a head shake in return.

Furious would be an understatement for what the dom felt at this moment. Not wanting to upset Vinyl further or even scare her she set her rage aside to be delt with later.

"Well as long as you stay here, with me, you will be properly taken care of such as the pact of the dom and sub goes, yes?"

Getting a nod out of Vinyl she snuggles her closer.

"I love you Sweetie."