Use Your Words

“Oh gods.”
“What’s the matter, sweet girl?”
“That’s so mean.”
“Hm?”
“… please don’t make me do that…”
“I am not going to do anything you don’t ask for.”
I whine and squirm, and feel her pin me more firmly.
“… Well?”
“… please…”
“Please what, my pretty little thing?”
“… please use the cane.”
She runs the rattan lazily down one thigh, and up the other. I shudder, helplessly stretched over her lap, waiting for a blow that doesn’t arrive.
“… please…”
“Oh was this not what you meant? I’m afraid you’ll have to be more specific, then. Tell me what you want, girl.”
“I… I… please…”
Tears sting my eyes.
“Go on.”
“P… Please, hit me with the cane.”
“Good girl.”
A swish, and a crack, and then blissful agony.
“Fffffuuuck… thank you…”
“You’re quite welcome. I like hearing you ask for what you really want. Tell me, do you want another?”
“No… yes… please…”
“Which is it? Ask for what you want.”
“I don’t… know… please…”
“…”
“… please hit me with the cane again… harder…”
“Good girl. Was that so hard?”
A whistle, a crack, and a silent scream as all is right in the world.

Written by Lily

Published on 2026-03-19