Firm Hand of the Harbinger

[Dungeon]

"I will do no such thing. You forget your place Aela. You have been a Companion longer than me, but I am still the Harbinger! I still hold Ysgramor's Shield, and I wielded his axe! You can act as stern and tough as you wish, but not around me. In fact, for your unacceptable behavior, I'll be using that slipper on you!"

Is what Bothwren wanted to say, more than anything. Even though she didn't feel like the Harbinger, it was still embracing for her to go over the knee of someone who she was supposedly in charge of. Still though, she slid her panties down her legs and laid herself across Aela's lap. The Saviour's Hide didn't come with any leggings, so the fur backside of it easily was lifted out of the way. Bothwren's bottom was well-sculpted from years of exercise and fighting; two glorious brown hills that were smooth to the tough and came with just the right amount of wiggle. For Bothwren, however, it felt like an unfortunately large target at the moment.

[Aeternam]

Aela's stern gaze pierced through the Harbinger, challenging her to disobey. She didn't. With a satisfied smirk, Aela looked at the two bare buttcheeks over her thighs; she licked her lips at the sight, knowing the woman over her lap was soon going to be begging her to stop, and Aela would make sure of that. She slapped her own hand with the slipper a few times. Why? Two reasons - she wanted to feel it again, to feel if it was as painful as she remembered. It was. And because she wanted to see the reaction of the Redguard across her knees. It was all delightful. Finally, Aela decided it was time to stop playing with her prey.

Aela took one leg from under Bothwren's body and used it to pin the legs of the Harbinger, making sure she wouldn't be able to escape the torment that was about to happen. Then Aela raised her hand as high as she could and, like an arrow, brought down the old leather slipper on the woman's bare buttocks, right in the center of it.

[Dungeon]

Bothwren visibly flinched as Aela struck her hand with the slipper, quickly realizing that it was a psychological tactic. Still, it was effective in getting her terrifies of the implement. The terror truly set in when Aela wrapped her legs up in a hold that would prevent her even the satisfaction of kicking. She opened her mouth to plead, but the words never came. Instead, the harsh leather clapped against her bottom, resembling a Destruction spell rather than a slap on the bum. She did not cry out, but her mouth remained open in a silent scream.

[Aeternam]

The next hit didn't take long to come. Aela raised her arm and brought it down again, this time aiming exclusively for the left cheek of Bothwren's ass. It was immediately followed by a third smack, this one destined to the right side. What came next could he described simply as hell; every smack was as hard as the first one. Aela seemed to aim randomly, but every time she hit a place of the Harbinger's backside, several other smacks plummeted in a row at the very same place, sinking the pain into the poor woman's bare butt. The loud sounds produced by the impact were like music to Aela. Aela had decided that Bothwren would be a crying like a child long before the spanking was over.

[Dungeon]

Several gasps and hisses came to Aela's ears, as Bothwren was trying her hardest not to cry out. However, this in itself was proving to be even more difficult than Kyne's Trials! It felt less like a session of discipline, and more like an angry Hagraven was launching firebolts at her backside! The agonizing pain of the slipper was like nothing Bothwren had ever experienced, and it was only just beginning. "A-Aela..." The Redguard woman choked out, tears already stinging her eyes. "Please."

[Aeternam]

"We are not even close to ending this, my little girl" Aela told her as she continued smacking mercilessly at Bothwren's backside. Her dark skin made it harder to see the reddened tone, but it wouldn't be a problem much longer. After a while with this going on, Aela decided it was time for the fun part: that's when she starts aiming for the sitspots, the most sensitive area on the Harbinger's butt, and her upper thighs. With up to seven snacks delivered in a row to the same place, Aela kept he rnarrowed gaze as she spanked over and over again, in an infinite flurry.

[Dungeon]

A short, but noticeable sound escaped Bothwren's lips; a sound that she wished she could suck back in, as she knew that it would give Aela any ammunition she needed. A sob, racked with agony. She did her very best to keep still and just take the pain, but her natural instincts told her to escape from the growing fire. She was sure by now that the cruel slipper had drew blood. Her eyes squinted shut as the focus of Aela's assault drifted lower, and she bit down on her fist to keep the screams in. The metallic taste of blood graced her tongue as she did her best to remain still and stoic throughout the punishment.

(You know Aela will get paid back tenfold for this down the line. Right?)

[Aeternam]

It was brief, but Aela was sure she heard as a son escaped the Harbinger. That's when she decided to slow down. "After we are done here" Aela spoke. Now the smacks were not continuous, but had a small gap between them. "Which is going to be at any time now. I'll give you some time to recover, then we will head upstairs and from now on you'll be dealing with things around the Companions by yourself. You must get used to your new position, you are the boss around here." Aela said that with a roll of her eyes. "Though you are not above getting spanked also, so better keep that in mind before you decide to act up." Ten smacks later, Aela finally dropped the slipper and rubbed Bothwren's bottom, feeling the warmth of it "And failing to do your job as Harbinger will also earn you one. You can get up when you are ready"

(Figured out. May have exaggerated)

[Dungeon]

Shuddering breaths were all that Aela could make out from the woman. As nothing short than a miracle, she managed to not cry out or beg too much. She spent a long while over Aela's knee, collecting herself and her thoughts. She also stayed d oen because she didn't even want to look at her Shieldsister at the moment. A punishment of that caliber for what, being nervous? Though the aftercare felt heavenly, the ordeal itself was one that she would surely not forget.

Eventually, once her eyes were clear and she could redawn her panties without crying out, Bothwren stood. She resisted the urge to rub herself, not wanting to give Aela the satisfaction of such a sight. "By the Eight." She groaned, wiping her still bleeding knuckle off on a nearby rag.

[Aeternam]

Aela did seem to realize she had exaggerated. She put the slipper down and resisted the urge to hug the Redguard, knowing she'd probably find it to be awkward. "I am sorry for taking this too far. Later on, I'll accept any punishment you see fit for that" Aela told her in an apologizing manner, though she knew she was going to get far worse than she had delivered. "Also... If you want," She stopped for a moment. "I can apply some oil to your bottom before we go upstairs." She offered, thinking she could at least try to make things easier.