Once my ankles and my knees are tied i know that it will hurt. I dunno how i know, i just sense that she will hurt me. I have no idea why she wants to do that. But by now i'm determined to show her and myself that i want to be here. When i feel the paddle on my butt i wanna look, but she tells me to look straight ahead. Then she asks me if she should stop or continue.
Oh my! Is this some kinda test? What if i say „stop“? Will she throw me out? Would that be the end of it all? But i don't want it to end, i want this to be a beginning. Or is it a test about how much i can stand, how determined i am? My answer is barely audible.
I try to brace myself, but there is nothing that prepares me for what's to follow. The pain is excrutiating. I beg her to go easy, but my begging seems to enfuriate her even more. My howls and screams must be audible in the whole building, my butt is on fire and tears run down my cheaks.
„Please, Mistress, it hurts too much, don't hit me that hard, please“ i'm begging her. But to no avail. I'm all pain, nothing else is left. I'm sobbing now. I only realize the slapping has stopped when she pushes me onto the bed, on my back. I try to resist when she sits on my face, burying it in her pussy, grinding her crotch over me. I try to lick, but then i can't breath and i buckle under her. After what seems to be an eternity she gets off of me. I'm dazed, completely dazed, and still sobbing. Then she ties my wrists to my ankles and leaves the bedroom.
I'm drifting through waves of pain and nausea, crying all the time, but after some time i relax and i realize that i am not crying because i feel used or even abused. I cry only because of the pain, it's a good crying, a cleaning one. And it also feels good to be restrained, to know that here is where i will stay until Charon comes and unties me. I'm also exhausted, like after a long hike. I'm about to doze off when Charon returns, and i'm close to beg her to leave me tied up another hour.
She unties me and instructs me to prepare a bath. I keep lying on the bed for some time. I could go now. After all, i begged her not to hurt me, and she did. But i want to know why she did, and i want to know if she will reward me. And then, last but certainly not least, i also want her to eat my pussy again, i can't remember having experienced anything as nice as when she went down on me.
I tiptoe to the bath. While the water is running, i search for some lotion and tenderly cream my buttocks. Every touch hurts like hell, but the soothing and cooling effect heightens my spirit soon enough. However, i don't dare take a look at my asscheeks in the mirror.
Then the bath is ready and i head to the living room to call Charon. When she enters the bathroom, i'm kneeling in front of it, my head bowed, my hands on my knees. „Good girl“ is all she says when she steps in the tub.

And damn if i know why, but it sure feels good to hear her say that.