Punishment, by Senalishia
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b2memB2MeM Prompt, Card and Number: “NSFW And Kink” - I25: Discipline
Format: Double drabble
Genre: Romance, BDSM
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Consensual sexualized violence
Characters: Celeborn, Galadriel
Pairings: Celeborn/Galadriel
Summary: Galadriel has been a bad girl and needs to be punished.
“Ready, dearest?” Celeborn asks.
Galadriel nods and kneels at his feet, and both of them slip into something adjacent to themselves.
“Have you behaved yourself today?”
Her palms dampen as she decides to alter the script a little. “No.”
There is the sublime lacuna, brimming with anticipation, as he raises his hand, the crack of flesh on flesh, the sweet sting on her cheek. “Try again.”
She bows her head. “I haven't, my lord.”
“Ten lashes,” He draws forth a whip bearing three thin tails of braided leather. “Count for me.”
“One.” Smack. “Two.” Smack. To rule a realm of her own was ever her dream, but the height of power becomes dizzying at times. “Three.” Smack. “Four.” It helps to have someone she trusts who can humble her occasionally.
“Five.” All the tension in her body gathers in the hot stripes and flows out of her with the pain. “Six.” In its place, conditioned by long years at this sort of play, a whisper of desire kindles. She surreptitiously grinds against her heel to get a better taste of it.
He catches her. “Not just yet, my love. Another two for that, I think.” She bears them without complaint.
Format: Double drabble
Genre: Romance, BDSM
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Consensual sexualized violence
Characters: Celeborn, Galadriel
Pairings: Celeborn/Galadriel
Summary: Galadriel has been a bad girl and needs to be punished.
“Ready, dearest?” Celeborn asks.
Galadriel nods and kneels at his feet, and both of them slip into something adjacent to themselves.
“Have you behaved yourself today?”
Her palms dampen as she decides to alter the script a little. “No.”
There is the sublime lacuna, brimming with anticipation, as he raises his hand, the crack of flesh on flesh, the sweet sting on her cheek. “Try again.”
She bows her head. “I haven't, my lord.”
“Ten lashes,” He draws forth a whip bearing three thin tails of braided leather. “Count for me.”
“One.” Smack. “Two.” Smack. To rule a realm of her own was ever her dream, but the height of power becomes dizzying at times. “Three.” Smack. “Four.” It helps to have someone she trusts who can humble her occasionally.
“Five.” All the tension in her body gathers in the hot stripes and flows out of her with the pain. “Six.” In its place, conditioned by long years at this sort of play, a whisper of desire kindles. She surreptitiously grinds against her heel to get a better taste of it.
He catches her. “Not just yet, my love. Another two for that, I think.” She bears them without complaint.
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Date: 2019-03-21 09:10 pm (UTC)- Erulisse (one L)
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Date: 2019-03-22 04:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-03-22 03:58 pm (UTC)