I noticed she was wearing a blue sheer, see through more like it, nightie with holes where there would normally be fabric to cover her tits. Instead t...ey were out for the world to see. I already knew she wasn’t wearing panties and I was pretty certain she had her blue butt plug in. “How are you feeling?” She asked running her fingers through my hair. “Very relaxed. Thank you. I didn’t realize how tired I was.” “Good. Now tonight is a big night and if you do exactly what you’re told then by the. . but they know it's needed, to teach the c***d.The Aftermath ~ Have the submissive once again face the Dom and tell them what the error was, and how they intend to correct it.Then make them take time to contemplate what they done, why it was incorrect, how it disappointed the Dom, and how they will avoid future discipline for the same thing.For many submissive, being separated from their Dominant, either by space or by their attitude, is as important to the punishment as the physical. And don’t be stingy. We’ve got plenty of it.?The manageress looked pleadingly at Jacqueline as she strapped lengths of tape across her mouth. Jacqueline turned back to the woman in the blue and gold mask, scowling. ?Good enough?? she said.?Yes,? she said, ?very neat. We’d get you to gift wrap what we’re taking but there isn’t really enough time.? The woman in the Burberry scarf pushed her captive over towards Jacqueline. ?Right, you, on the chair,? the leader said. ?And you,? she pointed her. She wore a very light, white, off-the-shoulder knit top which was thin enough to make it obvious she wasn't wearing a bra. She didn't really need to most of the time; her breasts were finely formed B-cups, and the prominent nipples she had been blessed with pressed emphatically against the soft cashmere, which draped and clung perfectly to all the important details of her bust, her breasts bouncing gently with each step she took down the stairs.The top was a crop, which ended just above her.