Jules knew she was due to be punished Thursday evening, but she hadn't expected LadyHeart to come find her as soon as she arrived to the hotel. Jules had been standing in the middle of an assortment of their close friends in the party suite when LadyHeart walked in the door. She waved hello, dispensing hugs and kisses across the room as she made her way towards where Jules was standing.

Jules hugged and kissed LadyHeart, glad to see her after a long six months. LadyHeart grasped jules' arm firmly and looked into her eyes. "We have something to discuss, do we not?" Her tone was firm but pleasant. Jules mumbled at her feet. LadyHeart held her chin up, looking into Jules' eyes again. "What was that, young lady?"

Jules blushed crimson, and glanced around the room. Much of the conversational chirping had ceased, and many people were watching the exchange. She gathered up her courage, swallowing hard. She looked the stern Domme in the eyes. "Yes, Ma'am."

"That's much better. Now, here is the room key. Take your things downstairs and put them away. I want you to get out your black bag and lay it on the bed beside the paddle and the bathbrush that are already there."

Jules was blushing harder than ever, her toes curling inside her ballerina shoes. She nodded, then thought better of her response. "Yes, Ma'am."

Jules started towards the door, but LadyHeart still had her arm. She turned, a questioning look on her face. "I'm not finished."

Jules returned to her spot. All conversation was now gone, everyone watching the scene in the center of the gathering. "After you have finished with that, you are to change into a t-shirt and panties. I want to find you in the corner by your bed with your panties down when I come down to punish you. Do you understand?"

Jules whimpered out a 'Yes, Ma'am' and started towards the door. When she reached the other side of the room, she looked back at LadyHeart. "Jules, leave the window shades open." She gasped, then nodded and went out the door.

She pushed the button for the elevator. It seemed to be taking forever. While she was waiting, she went over the instructions in her head. With the punishment she already had coming, there was no room for trivial errors in completing her tasks. She hated corners, hated them more than anything, and LadyHeart knew it. It wasn't fair in her mind, but she knew it would do no good to protest. She wouldn't have anyway. She did not want to displease LadyHeart further. She had earned her punishment fair and square.

The elevator finally arrived, and Jules walked sullenly in and pressed the floor number. When the doors opened, she was right by their room. She walked slowly to the door and used the key card. Upon entering, she looked around the familiar suite. She had come to love this room, but at the moment she wished to be anywhere else.

She rolled her luggage into the bedroom and placed it on the dresser. LadyHeart had placed the paddle and bathbrush right on the edge of the bed. She opened her suitcase and pulled out her black travel bag. She placed it beside the items on the bed and then pulled out a t-shirt.

As she slipped off her clothes she had a thought. Under most circumstances, she would have been a brat and left her bra on or something of that nature. She took the bra off though, and placed it on top of the clothes she had just removed. As she slid her arms into the long t-shirt, she realized the reason she had taken the bra off. She was slipping into the submissive role she had such a hard time finding. Something about the look in LadyHeart's eyes mixed with the sternness of her voice had started her on the journey. Every action after that moment was guiding her along the path of submission. She wanted to be there, but sometimes she strayed from the path. That wasn't going to happen tonight.

She relaxed as she walked towards the corner. There was a comfort in this role, she wanted to please LadyHeart with her obedience of her instructions. She had begun slipping her panties down to her knees when she noticed the open window shades. She blushed again at the thought that someone would see her, nose in the corner and panties down, bare bottom showing. The thought was both embarrassing and erotic. She rubbed her hand across her shaved pussy. For a moment she got lost in her imagination and she was getting damp between her thighs.

After a moment, she placed her hands behind her back and stared at the corner. Imagine what would happen if LadyHeart caught her masturbating during her punishment time! That couldn't be good. It seemed an eternity had passed when she felt the hand upon her shoulder. After 20 minutes in the corner, Jules had done plenty of thinking, and was feeling very contrite.

She followed LadyHeart to the bed and stood beside her. "I see you followed all my instructions. I'm very pleased." Jules smiled inwardly at the statement. She slipped deeper into her role. LadyHeart bent her over the corner of the bed, one leg on either side of the corner. Her panties were removed, leaving her thighs spread. She was sure LadyHeart would notice her excitement, her lips puffy and moist. If she noticed, she never remarked.

She wasted no time in picking up the bathbrush. The assault began immediately, Jules squirming pointlessly against the edge of the bed. LadyHeart peppered her bottom hard from the start. She lectured Jules about her health and her sassy mouth, punctuating key points with harsh wood upon bare thighs. Jules bit her lip to keep from crying out, silent tears trickling down each cheek. To know she had disappointed the Domme she cared so much about was enough to push her to full submission. She stopped fighting and took the punishment she fully deserved.

Jules was unaware of when the spanking turned into gentle caresses. She melted from one place to another. Soft fingers stroked her to full arousal. She turned and slid to the center of the bed when coaxed to do so. Her eyes were still closed as she gave herself entirely to the Domme. She felt herself wavering on an intense orgasm, her body trembling beyond her control.

Suddenly the probing, stroking fingers were gone and she felt the bed move under her. She opened her eyes. LadyHeart pulled her into her arms and pinched each nipple roughly. Jules cooed softly and pressed closer. She looked into LadyHeart's eyes. A smile crossed the woman's face as she let go of the hard buds of Jules' breasts and stroked her hair gently. Jules pouted when she realized that she was being denied what her body now ached for intensely. This also was part of her punishment. She closed her eyes again, secure in the bosom of her friend.

She was feeling quite submissive now, and thought she would behave for LadyHeart's pleasure, at least through the weekend. She grinned.