commanderalonso‌:

Valentine hummed acknowledging her words without saying anything. Brushing his fingers together in an absent gesture his thoughts seemed to evade him, but he knew – deep down, that Charlotte was taken care of. That he’d done right by her and if he’d come here to settle a debt to her then by all means he’d done that.

He should be on his way, making sure that no one saw him in this neighborhood. She wasn’t the only one not really keen on the two of them being seen together. Charlotte was still useful and the name in his jacket pocket stood testament to that – cutting an investigation that would’ve taken months down to days.

The Commander nodded. “Yes,” then he nodded once more, for himself rather than her. “Something comfortable and then a long nap.” He said, easing her gently off his lap to stand up. Valentine walked in the hallway to get his jacket on, turning slightly. “You may not agree, but what you’ve done – that’s a good thing.”

Lottie rose to her feet, her feelings about all that had happened still muddled but very aware she felt better at the same time.  It was a real conflict of interests but it had certainly saved her a lot of effort setting something up, most of which was not very satisfactory, especially when compared to what she had just experienced.

She nodded at the instructions, she had every intention of getting changed and then watching TV in bed for a while until she fell asleep.  Lottie looked away at the reminder of what she had done earlier and the trouble she could get into but strangely she couldn’t regret it given what it had just got her – that and she didn’t get on board with the whole drug scene despite seeing the possibilities.  “Good night then, let’s hope you don’t find the need to see me again,” she said as they reached the door, her attempt at her usual brattiness failing her for the moment.  Probably because she didn’t believe a word she was saying – although she clearly wasn’t telling him that.

commanderalonso‌:

Looking up, slightly distracted, Val was caught off guard by
her voice, then taken aback by the sight of her. If possible, she looked even
smaller, vulnerable – hugged by the towel, her hair wet and skin damp and rosy
from the time spent in the water. She seemed…well, nothing like the girl
Valentine had boxed her in. She was a Montague, a file on his desk. A name and a
picture and something to exploit. Use against her family if he could. Valentine
had no shame about his methods. He kept those damn kids off the cells and juvie
when he could. Sometimes at the expense of the Watch.

But now, looking at Charlotte the very living and breathing
person – it was hard to go back.

“No,” He answered before thinking better of it. Eyes going
to the tub she was holding. The aftercare crème. Taking it off her hands,
Valentine looked at the label, nodding pleased with it.  Reaching for her, Val’s fingers landed
slightly over the girl’s waist to turn her around. “Just tug this away,”
Meaning the towel, Valentine spread some of the thick cream on his palm, his
eyes going after the skin that was bared to stop at the red splotches of color that
stood stark against Charlotte’s rear. The sight of them shouldn’t have pleased
him this much. Gentle as he could, Val worked the salve on her, minding the
places that were bruised too badly. She’d feel it. For a few days at least, the
Commander thought, letting out a small hum.

Lottie gave a small nod as he took the cream, her stomach flipping as he turned her effortlessly.  Biting her lip at the request she held her breath as she moved the towel aside and his fingers rubbed over her abused skin.  The cold, thick lotion soothed the worst of the pain but she knew she would feel the marks for the next few days and that thought gave her a lot of pleasure.

Dropping one side and lifting the other she stood still as he covered her ass in the cream, trying not to think beyond that moment, beyond those touches.  “Thank you,” she said softly as he finished.  It was a strange feeling, she should be desperate to have him out of her house but at the same time she would very happily have curled up on his lap and just relaxed for a while.  Instead she pulled her towel a little tighter, “I should get dressed now.”

commanderalonso‌:

Valentine paused, it was only the jerk of her brows that stirred him out of his thoughts and he was up on his feet, taking the space that led him to the living room in few quick strides. This time a firm furrow creasing the Commander’s brows, as he drank the rest of the cocoa Charlotte had made for him earlier his thoughts strayed often towards the girl. Nothing but empty space and walls separating them. He could hear the occasional slosh of water as she stirred and if his mind supplied him with images of her in there then he chalked it off to his own encroaching need for a  complete scene.  Valentine wasn’t keen on lying to himself, he could admit she was a beautiful little thing, it was easy to see her charms – the sharp tongue and the challenge she carried with her, all things no Dominant could stay partial to. There was no need to make this more than it was. Nothing a visit to the brothel wouldn’t ease off his mind. 

Lottie pouted to herself as he did indeed scurry off, leaving her to undress alone.  She climbed into the bath hissing as the warm water hit her red ass but once she got past that part she felt a lot better.  Lying back she shut her eyes but his image kept appearing before her eyes.  He had helped her, she could already feel she felt a  lot better but she couldn’t help imagining how his fingers would have felt against more of her skin, how much she would have liked to beg him for permission and aware that he wasn’t going to give it easily.

Lottie sighed as her fingers moved lower to stroke at her pussy.  Rubbing her clit she could feel that delicious warmth build within her but then it didn’t feel right.  Much as she hated to admit it she couldn’t let herself enjoy the moment with him right next door and still in the process of aftercare. 

She pulled herself out of the bath and wrapped a large towel around her body.  Twisting her hair up out of the way she dried herself off, gasping as the towel rubbed over her bruised skin.  He had mentioned the cream but it would be hard to apply herself so she made her way through to the living room with the tub in her hand.  “Do you want me to get dressed first?” she asked, her skin glowing from the warmth of the water.

commanderalonso‌:

Valentine shook his head, amused at the little tease that different
so much by her usual barb. He found that it was one that could easily be
described as charming even.

“Still your apartment. It’s only polite to ask.” He answered
following her, hand laid over her back as a support and a reminder that he was
still around, a presence that wasn’t going away. “When you don’t have a
warrant.”

In her bathroom Valentine took a seat at the edge watching
her put the water on, fingers reaching under the spray to make sure it was just
warm enough. “No.” His eyes drifted away, not giving the idea too much thought,
least he found a reason to say yes – they’d fit, she was small enough to make
even this bathtub big enough for the both of them. “You need the rest. I want you
to take your time with it, soak in, I’ll be just over. And the door will be
open so if you need me I’ll come right away.” Val looked at her, “Understood?”

“I understand,” she said softly, feeling surprisingly sad that he was continuing his promise.  Still it only took her a moment to realise that she could touch herself in the bath knowing he was just along the corridor and how much she would enjoy that.  For a brief moment she wondered if he would be doing something similar as she was in no doubt that he had been aroused during the spanking too but she pushed that thought away as her pussy throbbed with need.

She leaned over to turn off the taps, making sure her red ass was pointed towards him as she leaned in to test the water again.  Standing up her hands went to the hem of her top and she began to lift it, giving him the first glimpse of her stomach and stopping just as the bottom of her bra was showing.  She raised a brow towards him, a silent question asking if he was staying while she stripped and pausing for a split second she continued to undress before she climbed into the bath.

commanderalonso‌:

In the span of the several minutes that took for the girl to calm down from little sounds she was making, Valentine’s breathing went from deep spaced out intakes of lungfuls to a more regular breaths. His fingers brushed against her cheek,  finding it still somewhat damp from her tears. Something that peppered a smile on the man’s face, one that he didn’t allow to linger for far too long.

“If you are feeling settled I’d like to get you to the bathroom.” He said, his hands falling on the small of her back. “A bath and some of that aftercare crème would do nicely.”

Lottie soon calms down, her ass stinging and warm but her head clear and her breathing far more regular.  The sniffing had stopped and overall she just wants to curl up in his arms and sleep for a while.  But then she reminded herself that it wasn’t that kind of scene and managed to stop herself from voicing those thoughts.

Looking at him with slight surprise Lottie nodded.  The idea of a bath is a good one but it did leave her wondering if he wass joining her in the bathroom since he was adamant about keeping it non sexual, not that she would object to stripping for him, in fact given that she is pretty sure he enjoyed the experience more than he vocalised she is quite sure it would be entertaining.  “This way…in case you’ve forgotten,” she chirped as she stood up, taking a moment to get the feeling back in her legs before leading the way through to the bathroom.  Bending over she turned on the taps and looked at him, “Are you joining me?”

commanderalonso‌:

Valentine let out a low hum – content, confirming. He kept a hand on the back of her neck.

“Good,” His chest lifted slowly, it was time to bring her down. And he’d done this enough time with friends to know how to do it without making it sexual. Keep it simply Dominance and submission, stay in within the lines of what he’d promised and nothing more. Even if he was pretty sure somehow, despite everything, something had gone quite wrong.

“You feel my breaths?” He asked, adjusting her just enough so he was sure that she could count every intake of air. “Follow me, breathe only when I do.” For the next few minutes, Valentine’s chest rose in steady, calming breaths.

Lottie was a ragdoll in his arms moving as she adjusted her.  There was no arguing or smart remarks, she was quiet and listening to his instructions.  It was easy enough to match his breathing and she fell in step with him, the feel of his strong, broad chest moving in time with her and his arms holding her tight.  Small hiccups of the last remaining tears came from her lips and the odd stray tear still fell but for the most part she was calm and feeling more relaxed.

commanderalonso‌:

By the time the girl’s ass glowed red and sore Valentine’s chest heaved slightly, not by the strain of effort, rather something that he struggled to keep at bay. His eyes roamed the slightly rumpled folds of her shirt. The way it bunched under the submissive’s hands where he kept them pinned, revealing the small of her back, baring the line of her spine all the way to where it curved into her pert ass – pushed high and eager. He tried not to think about how fitting it would be to tuck her panties down and continue spanking her, making the folds of her pussy as sore as her ass was, but his cock twitched betraying himself to his own willful ignorance. He thought it natural, to be aroused, she was crying now in the earnest and Valentine had never managed to be partial to a crying submissive. It was beautiful sigh and to know that it was done by his own hand – well…

“Come on,” He cleared his throat, pulling the girl into his hands. It wasn’t a hard task – she fit well in his embrace as well as she had fit in his lap: “You did so good. How do you feel, can you stay under a bit longer?”

Lottie didn’t offer any resistance as he lifted her.  Her ass stung and burned but it was that wonderful pain that she loved and her head felt clearer than it had in days, weeks if she was honest.  “I feel much better,” she replied honestly. “Thank you.”  She looked at him with a shy smile and wondering how to proceed.  In most circumstances she would expect this to move on from spanking but he had made it clear that wasn’t happening, no matter how much she wanted it.  Instead she closed her eyes and took some deep breaths and let her body settle a little from all it had just gone through.

commanderalonso‌:

Valentine met the girl’s eye, nodding at her thank: “You’re
very welcome, Charlotte.” He returned biting a laugh, that threatened to leave
his lips at this very polite exchange when their previous ones had been nothing
of the sort. And if he was to judge by how the girl behaved around his men, she
wasn’t really used to schooling her tongue.

The little sniffle to
her breaths when his hand landed over the now sensitive skin that wound soon
turn sore, sent a particular twitch to his cock, that only stiffened further
when the girl pushed her ass for him.

“That’s a good girl,” The Commander’s words spoken more out
of instinct than thought, encouraging. He moved Lottie’s hands higher on her
back, making the strain more demanding.

The polite reply in other circumstances would have produced a smart remark but she was far too busy thinking about the heat building in her ass and her lower stomach.  

Her ass hurt a lot now as the smacks continued to rain down across her scarlet skin.  She couldn’t hold back her tears any longer as the pain reached greater heights and though it was only his hand the continued pressure over the same areas repeatedly made it feel worse.  Stretched out further as he held her hands on position she had to fight her thoughts of being held and teased by him further.  Keeping those thoughts at bay were becoming increasingly difficult though as he muttered small words of praise.

commanderalonso‌:

Valentine’s hands tightened around the girl’s wrist in a wordless reassurance that no, he wasn’t going to stop anytime soon. The tiny gasps of sound that escaped her when his hand contacted with her skin harder, needled a familiar desire under his skin. A smile, unconsciously, slipped on the man’s lips as he painted Charlotte’s bottom even redder. The skin already well rosy, was soon flush and on it’s way to a shade that he would deem satisfactory.

And if his fingers occasionally caught on the hems of her panties, Val deemed that a complete accident. He allowed his palm to rest over the swell of her skin for a moment, feeling the heat that radiated into his hand.

“You’ve got a really pretty skin, Charlotte.” He observed she had the type of delicate pale complexion that would’ve looked lovely with cane welts.

As the hits became harder Lottie couldn’t stop the odd moan escaping her lips.  His fingers brushed over the edge of her panties on more than one occasion and those accidents were doing nothing to help Lottie’s focus.

When his hand rested on her bare skin she could feel the lingering sting that she loved so much.  Biting her lip as the warmth of his hand mixed with the heat of her skin and she wondered if she would have any bruising.

His compliment surprised her but she turned her head to catch his eye, “Thank you Sir.”  She was slipping into the head space she needed and as he started to spank her again his hand began to bounce off areas which had already been marked and the pain started to build.  Her eyes began to water though she pushed her ass up a little to encourage him further at the same time.

commanderalonso‌:

There was a smile ghosted, unconsciously, in the corners of the Commander’s mouth when the submissive pouted. It was a different expression on her, it struck him, a one she wouldn’t offer to him. Rather, one she shouldn’t.

He watched her closely as she undressed, noting how even smaller she appeared now – laid on his knee. It was too easy to fit his wrist around both of hers. Too easy to pin them on the small of her back. Valentine’s free hand moved down to part her thighs even further apart, making that feeling of vulnerability truly sink.

“Ready,” He said, more in way of a warning than to truly check in. The first hits that landed on the girl’s bottom hardly amounted to anything. Yet they rained down until Valentine was pleased with the well-warmed skin. Until rosiness blossomed to what wasn’t covered by her panties. From the corner of his eye, he kept attention gauging her headspace once the first few true smacks met her rear. His own reaction wasn’t lost on himself, but that Valentine could examine that later. Or not.

Lottie bit down on her lip as he parted her thighs.  The feel of his solid legs below her body and her legs parted was not really helping stop her mind wandering where it really shouldn’t.  

As his smacks began she had the thought that she really needed to control herself because a wet patch  on her panties was going to be really…..she thought initially embarrassing but that wasn’t really it.  In fact the more she thought about it the more she realised she wanted him to know how her body was reacting to it.

Suddenly the harder spanks began and she let out a gasp.  Her ass was certainly warm now and that wonderful sting was beginning to build.  “Don’t stop,” she moaned quickly followed by, “Oh fuck!” as a particularly hard hit landed on an already very red area.