Punishment first, then motivation.

Reaching out, you grabbed a black wooden paddle which had rows of dull metal studs rubbing down its length. Wow, you thought, Verda wasn't playing around. She really did want to be used. Turning to Verda, paddle in hand, you took hold of her hair again, dragging her over to the bed. She worked a little harder to keep up with you, but you didn't care. You knew that the both of you wanted her to fail. That was the fun of it.

Sitting on the bed you hauled Verda up and threw her over her lap, her pale white ass sticking up exposed and at your mercy. "Now," you said, rubbing and squeezing her ass as you spoke. "After every strike, you will find some way to either thank me for your punishment or tell me how much you appreciate it, do you understand pet?"

"Yes Master." Verda answered, the gardevoir's voice sounding breathy and excited.

"Good, now ask for me to punish you, pet."

"Please Master," Verda begged, turning to look up at you, her eyes no longer showing her trademark steel but instead a lusty hunger. "I need to be punished for my bad behavior. Will you please punish me Master? I need to be punished so badly." She kept her gaze on you when she finished speaking, her eyes both pleading and anticipating.

"Very well pet," you said nicely. Lifting the paddle in your hand you brought it down firmly on Verda's asscheek causing a resounding smack to echo around the room.

Verda cried out and dropped her head to her chest, the cold steel of the studs obviously doing their job. "Thank you Master, thank you so much." She whimpered, her voice catching as the sting of the paddle no doubt took her by suprise. Nevertheless, she turned to you once more in anticipation. Again the paddle came down, another smack echoing throughout the room and another cry escaping from Verda's lips. "Oh I love it Master. You treat me so well."

Down came another smack. This time Verda grimaced in legitimate pain. All three smacks had gone to the same cheek, and a bright red welt covered the gardevoir's otherwise pale white ass. Within the welt you could see the imprint of the studs, a testament to the sting of the object. "Yes Master, punish your pet. Punish me."

Another smack to the same spot, and this time a tear rolled down Verda's face. Actual pain and growing arousal filled her voice when she spoke, a far cry from the domineering tone she usually used. "Oooh Master, it hurts so good. Thank you so much." The gardevoir moved to rise but you shoved her back into your lap with your other hand.

"Where do you think you are going?" You asked her, your voice hardening. "We are done when I say we are done. And that little stunt just cost you." Verda looked to you, her eyes suprised and slightly excited. She obviously thought the spanking was finished and the reality of you forcing her to take more was enticing to her it seemed. "Against the wall pet. I think this punishment needs to be more severe."

Awkwardly, Verda rose to her feet and shuffled over to the wall, leaning with her face and chest against its smooth surface. The gardevoir looked back at you, unsure of what was to happen next. Paddle in hand you walked up to her, and rapid fire you landed four hits on her untouched asscheek. The sound of the slaps mixed with Verda's cries and the psychic pokemon barely managed to keep her feet under the paddle's ****. Now both cheeks bore angry red welts, and as you walked back to the table, you couldn't help but admire your handiwork.

Taking stock of your options, you grabbed what looked to be some kind of riding crop, as well as two other items. You shoved the other two toys in your pocket, and approached Verda with the crop. "Its obvious a simple spanking just won't do." You said, lightly brushing the crop over the small of the gardevoir's back. You require more **** measures, don't you pet?"

Verda panted slightly as she spoke, a bit of fear mixing with the lust and eagerness in her eyes. It was an intoxocating combo. Sure Verda might be your owner, and hasn't always been kind to you, and sure she may be a bit older than you, and kind of a bitch at times, but they way she looked at you now, scared but excited, trepidatious but aroused, fearful but eager... it was one of the hottest things you had ever seen. A naked gardevoir, ass red and welted, pressed against a wall with said ass exposed to you, bound and at your mercy, both scared of what you'll do to her and eager to experience it. Riding crop in hand, you drew back and administered Verda's punishment.