Spank her till she apologizes

Insulting you is something you can live with. But insulting your beloved mother goes to far. You hardly remember her, since you spent almost your entire childhood in among the druids. But you are not allowing anybody to talk about her that way.

Angry you grab Valeria at the hair and roughly pull her to her feet. Mercyless you drag her to your bed. She screams and tries to kick you. But the collar punishes every kick and forces Valeria to follow your brutal lead defeated. You push her on the bed and **** her down brutally.

“That’s it, you took this too far,” you yell and yank down Valeria’s panties, the last piece of clothes she wore, “you act like a rebel brat. Now you get punished like one. You will regret insulting my mother you half-elven slut.”

“Take this collar off and we will see how pathetic you really are, you coward,” Valeria hisses, “you would be on the ground begging for mercy before I begin to sweat.”

You have enough of her cursing and constant backtalking. Angry you grab a piece of soap and **** is halfway into her mouth to shut it up.

“Bite on the soap and keep it in your mouth!” you order and slap her ass with full ****, “naughty brats get their mouth washed after using foul language.”

“Gaking gastard,” Valeria cries through her improvised gag, “u fervert fiece of fit. Goo, gat’s gisgusting.”

You growl and deliver two more heavy spanks to her ass cheeks. It seems not even soap in the mouth can shut this girl up. You assume her parents and teachers had a hard time with her. The next slaps follow with no break. You don’t even bother to count. You will only stop when she apologizes for her words. You give her no breaks and only stop to reassert your position or to change the hand.

You spank Valeria again and again. She struggles and cries, but she knows fighting back would activate the collar again. Her ass is getting more and more red. Tears run down her face and you are impressed how much she can take. Either she is tougher than she looks or the paladin training is harder than you thought. But finally, when her ass is glowing red from all the slaps, she spits out the soap and screams the collar already begins to glow again.

“Ok, ok, please stop, I’m sorry,” Valeria cries under tears, “I’m sorry I said anything about your mother. I shouldn’t have dragged her into this. I’m sorry. Please stop the collar!”

“Good, I accept your apology,” you say and the collar obviously accepts this as an end to your previous order too, “I hope you understand, that you left me no other choice than to punish you. I did this not out of sadism or because I would hate you.”

“You are despicable,” Valeria mumbles but can’t look you in the eyes, “this was disgusting. Humiliating. And it hurt. Are you happy now? Have you more pervert ideas I have to fulfill you?”

“Go in this corner, face the edge and wait until I tell you something else!” you order.

“Where are my clothes?” Valeria asks while walking, “or are you expecting me to stay naked in front of you the entire time?”

“You lost your right to wear any for today,” you answer harsh, “tomorrow you get your clothes, sword and armor back. Now shut up or I use the soap again.”

You leave the hut and Valeria and her glowing butt behind. The collar should be enough to keep her under control. You have to go into the forest to collect mushrooms, herbs and berries. Food comes not to your plate on its own. It is getting dark when you are coming back but you see pleased, that Valeria is still in her corner. However, she has minor burning marks around her neck, so you assume she tried to leave it several times. But that’s fine for now.

Calm you order her to prepare the table while you begin to make the food. She follows the orders wordless. You take this as a good sigh.

The choice of food is not great. You have homemade bread, long-lasting smoked meats, fresh and dried berries, mushrooms and vegetables from your garden. Every now and then you exchange medicine from local farmers for cheese, milk, eggs, fruits, cereals and millet. But is has been a while since you were at the village for the last time. It's not a royal meal, but it's enough to survive without falling into depression. Valeria seems to not mind. You expect a paladin novice is not supplied luxury either.

You eat in silence before you take away the food and prepare for bed. Valeria looks around unsure. You have only one bed and this is just a few bags with straw and a blanked. You get her a spare blanked from a cupboard and tell her she can sleep wherever she wants, as long as she stays inside the house. In the dark forest, there are nocturnal predators who would even hunt humans if they find any.