I was almost positive that she would bruise, although not badly. The lotion that I used came from the hospital. It was specifically designed to reduce swelling and bruising. It also took some of the sting out. When I was done, I pulled her into my arms and held her as she slept. The physical exertion of crying had exhausted her. When she woke, she was likely to be horny as hell. That was her usual pattern. I would stay here in the playroom with her and let her rest for a while. When she woke I would finish the session. I tried to relax. I knew I hadn't really hurt her. She had asked for this. I smiled when I thought about the shoes. She really was brilliant. With one single action she spoke volumes. She told me that I wasn't upholding my end of the bargain. Kat had needs, and I had taken on the responsibility to meet them when I became her Dom. Sometimes that meant more than just fucking her. Sometimes that meant punishing her so that she could atone for whatever sin she thought she had committed.
