Ask for it

He could hear her singing in the bathroom, and it was the sound of an angel.  While he couldn't make out the words through the reverberation and the closed door, it lifted his spirits as if by magic.  With her focus divided like that, however, he wondered if she would remember his instructions for the day.  She usually did, but he had been more detailed this time, and sometimes she could get fuzzy on some details.  Deciding to be lenient, because she always did her very best, he put the riding crop in the backpack and checked the list again.  As always, he had planned the hiking trip rather loosely to keep it fun and spontaneous, but he didn't want to forget stuff like the mosquito repellent or the tiger balm.  It was all in there, and he felt very good about the weekend.


Entering the room, she brought a gust of satisfaction with her, dressed for hiking and with a sunny expression on her face.  Comfortable socks in matching but different colors, tan tights and the outline of her running bra showing through a tight, white top.  Her hair was in a tight braid and her big, round sunglasses were perched on top of her head.  Add some heavy hiking boots and maybe a gun holster and she'd pass for Lara Croft any day.
Only one detail stood out, and it was absolutely not part of his instructions.

- What is that?
- What is what, Darkness?
- Your panties.  I told you not to wear panties.
- I'm not.  Not technically.
- You're not going hiking with a pair of panties around your ankle.
- I was hoping you wouldn't notice right away.
- What is the first thing I always do when I've given you detailed instructions on what to wear?
- Inspection?
- Correct.  Do you think you could sail through inspection with a pair of bright red panties around your left ankle?
- A girl can dream, can't she?
- A girl can go hiking with a very sore butt, too!

She opened her mouth to retort, but closed it again when he gestured for her to come kneel at his feet.  He smiled at her as she looked up at him from that submissive position, and bent down to kiss her.  Looking into those deep, brown eyes, he winked playfully, told her to stay kneeling and left the room.
When he came back, he had a bamboo cane in his hand, and the look on her face went from a bratty smugness to abject horror.  Shaking her head, she tried to protest, but she couldn't really find the words, and all that escaped her was a soft whimper.  There was a certain spring in his step, and a large grin on his face as he walked over to her and grabbed her gently by the hair.  Guiding her to stand up and follow him, he lead her to the counter where he let go of her hair.  As soon as she was free, she tried to turn around to face him, but he put his hand between her shoulder blades and pushed her over the counter.

- Please, Darkness!  Not the cane!  I didn't mean to be disobedient, I was just playing.
- You willfully disobeyed me, then you made it worse with your big mouth.
- I thought you liked my mouth!
- That is not helping.
- I'm sorry, Darkness.  Please!  I'll take it off right now!

With a swift kicking motion, she sent the panties flying off her ankle and across the room.  Trying his very best not to laugh, he mustered his command voice.

- Hands flat on the counter.
- Yes, Darkness.

Seeming to resign to her fate, she did as she was told.  As he spread her legs slightly with his foot, she tried to take advantage of the somewhat loosened pressure against her back.  The escape attempt was met with reaffirmed pressure against her back and a growled command to remain still.
Even through the tights, the cane stung like nothing else, and she cried out.  To her surprise, however, he put the cane down on the counter beside her and started stroking her butt with his hand.  Recognizing this as either the halfway point in her punishment, or maybe even the end of it, she relaxed a bit and moved her butt to follow his hand.  As he stroked her butt, he noticed it's perfect shape and the way the tights were hugging it so very nicely.  Taking a step closer to her, he took the pressure off her back and placed one hand on each of her hips.  Pushing her legs together with a foot, he grabbed the tights and pulled them down to the middle of her thighs so he could admire the welt stretching across both her butt cheeks.  Without taking her hands off the counter, she turned slightly to try and look at him.  Unsure of what was going to happen next, and fearing she would be caned on her bare butt, the look on her face was somewhere between anticipation and desperation.  To her relief he did not grab the cane, but remained standing directly behind her, using both his hands to spread her butt.  A deep feeling of shame washed over her as he spat on her and started to massage her tightest opening with a spit covered finger.

- No, please, not in there.
- Shut your mouth, slut.  This is not cuddling, it is punishment.
- I know, Darkness, but please!  All I wanted was a little spanking!
- The next time you want to be spanked you will come and beg for it.
- Yes, Darkness.  Can I at least go fetch some proper lube?
- No, we don't have time.  We're picking up the others in half an hour.  Now shut up.

Normally she enjoyed the sound of his zipper, but this time it was a short, determined sound that reminded her a little too much of the sound the cane makes as it parts the air to deliver it's sting.  Whimpering slightly, she tried her very best to relax.
The feeling of the tip of his manhood against her tight resistance almost caused him to lose control of himself, but he knew just where to draw the line.  Banishing the beast within back into the shadows, he withdrew from her.  As soon as he spoke she knew the punishment was over, and that she had been let off with just the fear of it.

- What have you learned?
- To dress as instructed and not be sassy about it?
- No, that's not what I'm looking to teach you at all.
- What, then, Darkness?
- If you want something from me, you will come and ask for it.
- Yes, Darkness.
- Now, what was it you wanted?
- May I please have a cuddly spanking, Darkness?
- That's more like it, sweet sub of mine.  Come.

Taking another step away from her, he admired her body as she turned around.  A single tear rolled down her cheek, and as he opened his arms she moved in for the embrace.  After hugging her tightly and whispering to reassure her that she was a good girl and had taken her punishment well, he kissed her and let go.  As he walked over to a chair and sat down, she tried to pull her tights up to walk after him.  He cleared his throat and shook his head, savoring the expression on her face as she realized what it meant.
Walking awkwardly with her legs pressed together by her tights, she approached him and let herself be guided over his knee.

First rubbing her gently, then tenderly giving her a few light taps to prepare her, he felt a comfortable peace settle over them.  As he started spanking her harder, she seemed to melt into his control and let go of her worries.
When her skin was properly warmed up, he started to spank her in earnest, filling the room with that magical sound of intimacy the outside world knew nothing about.  Her moaning carried her disappointment when he stopped, but the pleasure was soon back in her voice as he started to stroke her warm, red skin.  Sliding his hand in between her legs, he could feel her wetness as she spread her knees apart to allow him full access to her warmth.  She made another one of her wonderful little sounds as his finger found it's target, and he could feel her pelvic muscles tighten around it.  Swaying her hips to meet his hand, she worked in concert with him to take first one finger, then two, as deep as they would go, again and again.

- Are you horny now, little slut of mine?
- Yes, Darkness.
- Do you want to come?
- Yes, please.
- You will, but not until tonight.

The disappointed sound she made as he withdrew his hand filled him with sadistic glee, and he almost had to force her to her feet.  Turning her to face him, he pulled her tights back up.  She looked like she didn't really believe what was happening, but the tone of his voice made it quite clear that they were done for now.

- Get the dog.  I'll take the backpack, you'll carry the tent.
- Yes, Darkness.  What will you do tonight?  The others will be in a tent right next to us!
- I've packed a ball gag and a bag of rubber bands.
- I love you, Darkness, but you're a real meanie sometimes.
- I love you, too, blue, but unless you want me to forget the gag you had better get a move on.