A paddle

Oberyn left her tied up as he sorted through a few options on his table of nightmares. Eventually he came away and started walking towards her with a leather paddle.

"You wouldn't-" she gasped out.

His eyes narrowed. "Wouldn't I? How else am I supposed to deal with a naughty witch like you?"

He placed the tip of the paddle on her inner thigh and ran it up. She squirmed as it caressed her.

Then he placed a slow, long, sensual kiss on the paddle. When he pulled away, a perfect impression of his lips burned against the leather in gold.

"Oh God."

He just laughed, "don't worry. It should fade in two weeks or so. Unless you end back up here in that time, in which case I have to assume you were craving my red wine and chocolate covered strawberry cock."

Nova gulped, turned on but terrified. Two weeks? A constant reminder of the night she endured in this viper's nest.

Oberyn sat on a stone bench and waved his hand again. It was so unfair how her magic was rendered useless down here while flinging her around like a doll. The magic leaned her over his knees, her arms bound behind her again, and her tits making direct contact with the tough material of the bench. She squirmed ever so slightly and felt the consequences on her nipples immediately.

"Ten lashes."

"That's all?"

"Per cheek."

"Wait no-"

"Ten. Per cheek. Count them. If you miss, I'll start over. Give me a cute little pout now, that's it. I'm told it goes quicker the more you moan into it."

"Fuck off - AHHH one!" The spank came so sudden she almost forgot herself as the pain rippled through her body. Even as the after shock wore off, the stinging where the lip print hit her arse remained.

He chuckled, "well done. Experienced at this are you?"

Not waiting for a response, he continued abusing her left ass cheek. Halfway, he started them in rapid succession.

"Six seven eight oooh" she squealed. Every motion pushed her whole body forward, rubbing her painfully against the stone. She was sure she'd draw blood soon. "Nine!"

"Ten!" She gasped out, her eyes shut tight. His laugher made her blood run cold.

The paddle had stopped short of her ass by half an inch, never making contact.

"Fuck."

"Not so clever now, are we? One more thing, darling, you'll have to be evened out. It's 19 per, until you stumble again."

"No, please!"

"Now she begs. Nineteen, that's final. Keep whining and it'll be twenty five."

She shut her mouth, an occurrence becoming far too common, and waited for the next smack to come. It didn't. Instead she felt a prodding at her folds and couldn't help but melt into his touch.

Oberyn whistled, "not that you seem to mind much. Look at how wet you are for me. So eager and beautiful and wanting. We could make this a whole lot easier if you just admitted it."

"Never."

SMACK.

"One," Nova squeaked, tears in her eyes.

He spanked her eighteen more times. Then he flipped her over and spanked her another 19 on the opposite cheek. She was very careful this time not to miss any, waiting to feel the sensation through her whole body before counting it. That only served to make her feel them more strongly.

When he was done, he hauled her through a pair of heavy doors into what Nova could only describe as a fuck den. There was a huge bed in the middle, silken black sheets and a canopy with a dozen ropes hanging down. The candles burned sensually as he positioned them in front of one of many full-length mirrors. Her arms were around his neck, her tits pressed against his chest. He pushed her face gently to look over her shoulder in the mirror.

Her ass was bright red, but burning in raised, puffy scars were two perfectly formed kiss marks. She wanted to faint.

"Looks good on you, submission, doesn't it?" He whispered in her ear. She pressed against him to keep herself righted. His hands were wandering down to grip her ass. "Surrender for me, baby, and I'll give you everything you want and more."

"For what gain?" She managed, trying desperately to steady her voice, "you already said it yourself, I have no information to offer you."

"No, just that beautiful, perfect body of yours. That exquisite mind. That sharp tongue. I've never wanted anyone the way I want you. But it's not enough to take you, I intend to break you, Nova. I need you fully submitting to my will. You're a conquest like no other, I treat you accordingly."

He kissed her deeply and she let herself fall into it, loving the way his arms wrapped around her waist and they breathed together.

"So what's it going to be, love? The bed or do we have more work to do?"