Page 9 of Stripping Little Seraphina
Being in trouble and having Mistress V correct me wasn’t a bad thought. Perhaps she might even spank…
I stopped that thought right there, cleared my throat, and tried to calm the desire racing through me. Correction came from people who cared and paid attention. A new ache settled between my thighs and I pressed my legs together to try to calm the burning need trying to consume me.
Her hands massaging the sensitized skin afterward… I wonder if she would kiss it all better.
I jumped up and stumped my foot. “No, no, no, no. No!” I shook my head at myself. Mistress V still needed to prove thatshe was worthy of whatever parts of myself that I shared. Yes, this book was a step in the right direction, but how long would it last? I sighed.
Exploration of yourself isn’t for everybody else. It’s for me. This quiz is so that I can get to know myself. That’s what it said in the directions.
Gingerly, I climbed back in bed to continue working down the list.
Humiliation. Harsh punishments. Being ignored.–Red. Sharp, immediate. Why would anybody ever want to be ignored?
Stuffies, coloring, cartoons, playful games.–Green.I chewed my lip, embarrassed at how much I wanted those things. This was my safe space. A place to unwind and tune out the worries of the real world. Sign me up three times please.
Hand-holding in public, guidance through a crowd.–Green.That one made me ache in a way I didn’t expect. More care. For someone to see the obstacles and to be able to guide me through them so I didn’t get lost or tussled around. Yes, please!
Being put in time-out or told to take a nap.–Yellow.Weirdly appealing and annoying at the same time. Would there also be a bedtime story?
Calling someone “Daddy” or “Mommy”.–Yellow.The word Daddy alone made my cheeks flame. Did that make me ridiculous? Mommy on the other hand felt totally wrong. No, thanks. But how could one be a female and a Daddy?
Being tucked into bed, checked on at night.–Green.Tears prickled. I wanted that so badly it hurt. Give me all the bedtime things. Maybe even firm cuddles too.
Being punished physically (like spanking).–Yellow.A shiver ran through me. I didn’t know if it was good or bad. Spanking was green, but what else was considered punishment? I need more information on this one.
Having someone pick out my clothes or meals.–Yellow.I needed choices in some things. I loved the idea of having my clothes picked out for the day, but I didn’t want someone shopping for me and changing my style.
