The vampire savoured the responsiveness of his new slave as she clutched at the bedclothes. The way she welcomed her discipline was gratifying. She'd been well trained.
"Greedy," he admonished gently. Nevertheless, he began to spank her in a slow, regular rhythm, turning the pale skin a flushed pink as his hand connected with her backside over and over again. Finally she was prepared to his satisfaction - her skin warmed enough to fully appreciate the sting when he repeated the lashes he'd given her at the marketplace.
"Fetch me the same belt from yesterday," he ordered. "It's hanging on the back of the wardrobe door. Then get back over my lap."