Having dropped Asuka on the bed, a happy if slightly dazed woman, he kissed her. “How you feeling?”

She smiled up at him, smiling but with doubt in her eyes. “I feel wonderful. I feel woozy. My Sensei just whipped and fucked my bottom. Do you still like me?”

So he gathered her in his arms again and kissed her. “You’re my perfect girl. I’m not supposed to say so, and you don’t have to say it back, but I’m probably falling in love with you.”

“Oh?”

“With your ass, anyway.” She laughed. He thanked some gods for that. He made her roll over and stuffed a rolled up blanket under her to raise that ass, soft, red from his hand and belt, and brightly stripped from the cane. “But just relax. It’s my job to look after you now.”

He took an aloe vera ointment from his bedside drawer, and began to massage it into her skin. He put an extra dab on each on her raised cane stripes and spread it gently, and put his thumbs into her flesh to deal with any knots of tense muscle.

Asuka put her arms on the bed, under her chin. “Do you do this, every time you cane and me and fuck my bottom? Because if so…”

“Most times. If I cane you because you’ve been a bad Asuka and need to be punished, then I might just make you stand in the corner.”

“So anyone can see me?”

“Well, if it’s Yua or Chiaki, then yes. They’d only be jealous. Or Gentaro from work visited, I wouldn’t make you get dressed. He knows I wanted to whip your ass and fuck you. He’s done the same for Yua and Chiaki, and he will again. I suppose if the building supervisor called, I’d drop a blanket over you so he knows there’s someone there but can’t see you.”

He watched her wriggle. She thought that was a hot idea. “Ooh! I’d have to keep very still!” 

He kissed her bottom then, getting aloe vera on his lips, and then moved up to sit straddling her ass so he could reach down and massage her neck and shoulders. While he massaged her he said, “This is important, Asuka. I didn’t hurt you because you’re a bad girl. It’s the way we love: I caned you to give you pleasure and take pleasure myself. Because we’re lovers.”

“Thank you, Sensei. I know you do it from a good place. It’s just that when my bottom hurts, from your cane and your cock too, afterward I start to think there must have disappointed you, or that there be something wrong with me to like it.”

“My dorel, you’re a submissive. It’s a wonderful thing to be. When you found me you made me utterly happy, and I do my best to make you happy. It’s the same as any lovers. There’s nothing wrong with that, or even strange. Not everyone is submissive, and not everyone’s a Dom like me, but it’s still completely natural, like being left-handed.”

She thought about that, or seemed to. “I’m a left-handed girl. You seem to use both hands.” She dropped that topic. “You’ve taken one virginity. I’m glad.” Her voice took on a thoughtful quality. “I came, with your cock in my bottom. I don’t know if you noticed.”

She’d made a lot of noise at the time, and he suspected she was kidding. “Oh, I noticed. And I will fuck your pretty cunt in, say, an hour. It takes a man a while to get his energy back.”

“Poor men.” She turned on her side now, and stroked Seamus’s cock. Then she shuffled forward on the bed and kissed his cock, taking the glans into her mouth, looking up into his eyes. Then she said, “Oh!” She’d caused and detected signs of penile life. 

Seamus reached over and smacked that red, striped bottom with his hand. It seemed that the skin had stopped hurting, or that hurting had become good again. He smacked her again, because hurting her was definitely good, from his side. But he withdrew from her mouth, semi-hard. 

He said, “How are you feeling now?”

“Good. If you bring me a glass of wine, Sensei, I’ll make a bath. So we can relax and talk, until you fuck my kitty.”

“You don’t make bargains with me, little Asuka. Do that again and I’ll punish you. You can ask for things, like a glass of wine, and you can offer me things, and you can obey orders. Understood?”

“Yes, Sensei. Sorry, Sensei. I want to learn those things so I’m a good dorel. Please may I have a glass of wine, Sensei. And would you like your very humble, very obedient doral to run you a bath?”

Seamus laughed. And he smacked her ass again. He would still have to watch for sub drop, that time after punishment or pain when a submissive starts to have doubts and think they must be worthless to like such things, and that their Dom or Master or Sensei must also think little of them.

But for the moment she seemed irrepressible. She kissed his cock again, knowing he’d smack her for it, and scampered off to the bath, laughing.