P04E05

I didn’t need to emphasize the extent of her shame, she had silently started sobbing as the implications were clear to everyone: just a tiny smutty sub slut, who got off on being humiliated and abused. She hadn’t quite reconciled with that image of herself yet, but was taking giant steps on the road to doing so. It was both my duty and my pleasure to help her along with that, and I had just the right loose end to give her another push.

I said: “I thank you for your honesty now. Still you lied to me before, Emily. “

She nodded, her head bowed deep.

“Lies are wrong. It strains the bond we are creating, it undermines the foundations of what we are building here. I need to know the truth about you if I am to be the one who decides for you. ”

She nodded again as the sobs gradually faded away and her breathing returned to normal. Did she see what was coming next?

“I cannot leave that without a consequence. You understand that, right?”

She suddenly was so tense that I had to add an “Emily…?” before she remembered to nod; then she pleaded: “Please… I didn’t mean to…”

“I know you didn’t. But that doesn’t matter; you did it nonetheless. “

I turned to Marcy, who was still stroking Emily’s hair, with an expression of mixed pity and benevolence on her face: “What penalty would Howard impose for that, Marcy? “

“I haven’t lied to him for almost two years now.”

I waved it away with my hand and said: “I’m sure of that. But when you did, before that?”

“Well, it depended on many things. The circumstances, the subject. The seriousness of the lie, the intent of it, and whether I persisted in it. His susceptibility to my pleas, the volatility of his mood, the whim of his caprice. More things that I don’t know about, probably. “

“So you just witnessed the events… how do you think he would have responded?”

“Well, she didn’t outright lie, she just omitted something. That can be equally bad of course, but in this case, it was spotted early, and she admitted to it when she was only pushed very slightly. I think he’d be lenient with me, serious lies get punished with the cane. But in this case, I would guess a flogging. Anywhere between ten and twenty lashes.”

Emily abruptly raised her head, and looked at Marcy with horror in her eyes: “A… flogging…?!?”

Marcy smiled down on her, and replied: “Well yeah, obviously. You can’t just say something like ‘I’ll never do it again’ and expect it to be gone, can you? Your body must feel that it has wronged, you shouldn’t just say you’ll never do it again, but really feel it. Corporal punishment reminds you for much longer of your fault than just receiving a rebuke. It helps you to prevent future failures. “

“I didn’t promise obedience to him just yet! “

“Indeed you didn’t. But you will do it now, by offering your ass to him for a flogging. Isn’t that what you want to do, really? Don’t you want to pledge to him?”

“Are you kidding? I’m not looking to get my ass flogged, and if you think that I will, you are crazy!”

“Am I? Do you think you can submit to your man if he doesn’t have this power over you? What does it mean, when you can do whatever you want anyway? “

She bit her lip when she thought about that, but Marcy kept pressing: “And you did lie to him just after you promised him that you wouldn’t. Don’t you think that he has a right to discipline you for that? “

“You think that he has? “

Marcy nodded.

“I see,” Emily said, but she didn’t sound very convinced. She looked at me again, still in doubt if this was really happening. I seized the moment, and said: “So get up, Emily.”

When she did, it seemed as if she was uncertain of it, as if she was just experimenting. I felt a titillating shiver when I pressed on, and told her for the first time: “Now undress.”

Her eyes twitched back to me, a hint of panic in them, and she muttered: “But I… do you mean… What… I can’t…“