She has a 'flogging' good idea

You lead Adela to your bedroom once more. There, Adela says "I think I need to be punished for asking for ice cream."

You raise an eyebrow. "Yeah?"

"I think I need to be flogged."

"Uh.. sure. Bend over for me."

"Yes Sir."

Adela moves into position, so you get behind her and yank her bottoms down to her ankles. With Adela exposed, you say "Stay there."

"Yes Sir."

With a smile, you leave the room and head to your freezer. That's where you find the tub of ice-cream you had just purchased. You place one scoop into a bowl before heading back to Adela, seeing that she's still in position. Next, you put the bowl down in front of her, and say "Is that what you want?"

"Yes Sir."

"Don't touch it."

"Yes Sir."

You put your trembling hand on your flogger. "You may eat a spoonful of ice-cream for every time I strike you. Do you understand?"

"Yes Sir."

After a deep breath, you prepare to swing. You'd spent some time on your own practicing on your pillow, but you'd wished you had so much more. When you swing, everything seems to fall into slow motion. The fronds head towards their target, striking Adela's left cheek. Your ears await to hear her scream out in pain, but to your relief, she merely winces through her teeth, before taking a deep breath.

"Eat." You say.

You hear the spoon clink against the bowl before Adela swallows the spoonful. You look to the ball of ice-cream, which is missing about a quarter or a third.

"That taste good?" You say.

"Yes Sir."

"Do you want more?"

"Yes Sir."

"What has to happen before you want more?"

"You have to hit me."

You swing your flogger and it crashes into her other buttcheek, making her whimper. As she eats her second spoonful, her legs start to tremble. A tremble that causes your heart to sink. The two red marks on her ass burn into your eyes, making your mouth move.

"Fruit Loops."

Adela sits down on the edge of the bed and shoots you a puzzled look. "Everything okay?"

"Yeah... I'm just new to this. You know?"

"It's okay. I appreciate that you care Oscar."

"Was it too much?"

"No, but it's okay. This only works if we're both comfortable, okay?"

You reply with a meek nod.

"Do you want the rest of the ice-cream?"

"Yeah, alright."

Adela hands you the bowl and you thank her. The bit of comfort food calms you down somewhat, but there's still an atmosphere of awkwardness in the room. The two of you remain in silence for a second, before Adela breaks it.

"Can I help you relax further Sir?"