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Chapter 7 by Blackhand Blackhand

How does he punish Ma?

Ma Gets Flogged

Victoria placed her hand on her chin.

The timid Doll explained to Fredrick why she had failed to get dinner completed on time. She begged for forgiveness in that sweet little voice of hers. Ma had a tendency to get punished less then she might otherwise be, just because of how good she was at making herself sound small. That wasn't going to work today though.

"Bring me the flogger and bend over the bench." Fredrick said calmly.

"Yes Master..." Ma said softly. She walked over to the wall, grabbing a leather flogger and then presenting it to him on one knee. When he picked it up, she scurried away to the spanking bench and bent over into position. She was shaking slightly. Scared probably. Perhaps a bit excited. He would need to deal with that.

"You're really going to use that?" Victoria asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I am." He said softly. As he did, his mind up linked with the skill download processors. Whip swinging was subtly different. Light eroticism was probably the wrong category for it. But, so was corpal punishment. Eventually he found a flogging skill routine that was a nice middle ground. Genuine punishment but nothing that would harm her. That would work wonders.

"CPU. Access Ma's fetishes. Blunt masochism until ten minutes after the punishment is completed."

He walked behind the girl, raising the flogger high. His stance was perfect. His arm perfectly positioned to make use of centrifugal ****. His muscle memory was shaky, but who needed muscle memory when you had any skill you could want available for the download. He straightened up rigidly...then let loose the first blow.

"1."

Ma gasped out in pain. Victoria gasped out too, perhaps shocked by the sight of it.

What followed was about five minutes of hard striking. Fredrick was not especially cruel but he showed no mercy with the rain of blows. Even as the effect on her was clearly magnifying, he continued striking. The noises she made grew louder with each successive swing of the flogger.

There was something so unusual about the automatic movements of her body as she was flogged. Each time she was hit, her body would wriggle and squirm away from the blow. There was the shake and shiver of someone being subjected to an impact tool. But, every time she shook, her body **** itself back into position. She just couldn't help it. He'd ordered her to stay on the bench, so even as her body involuntarily shied away from the flogger blows, it always had to flinch back into position afterwards.

Victoria couldn't take her eyes off of the scene. She put her hands to her mouth, almost biting her nails and leaned in to watch the detail of it. Just what did she think of this entire display?

"35." He finally said, letting the crack of the flogger fall silent.

When it was done, Ma could only lay flat on the spanking bench, whimpering. In a few moments, her masochism subroutine would turn back on and it wouldn't leave her feeling so bad. The CPU would also make sure to send her to the kitchen to get some sugar to ensure no harmful psychological effects. Still, that girl was down for the count. Victoria simply was covering her face with her hands. She was half in shock.

"So then.....dinner?" Fredrick turned to her and smiled.

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