Paladin's Duty (F/F story)

Katherine lifted her head and glanced at the campfire. As far as she could tell, Azaria hadn't come back yet. Katherine smiled. That meant she had time to finish the ring of flowers she was making.

Azaria was a paladin, and one of the strongest swordswomen working for Duke Thorn, Katherine's father. Katherine had decided to visit one of the neighbouring Dukedoms, and her father had decided that Azaria would come along and protect her, should the need arise. Katherine had no problem with that; she liked Azaria.

When they made camp, Azaria had given her strict instructions to stay near the campfire while she scouted around a bit. Katherine had nodded, promising to heed her. She had travelled with Azaria before, and knew exactly what kind of consequences she could expect if she didn't listen.

And as soon as Azaria was out of sight, Katherine slipped into the nearby woods, to a flower patch she had spotted previously. When she came back, Azaria would probably believe that Katherine had forgotten about the consequences – forgotten that she was very likely to have her dress raised and her bare bottom smacked for her disobedience. Nothing could be further from the truth. Katherine was VERY aware of what awaited her. She was looking forward to it.

She thought about her petite form pulled across Azaria's thighs, her bottom raised toward her guardian's punishing hand, tears rolling down her cheeks, into the grass below, and she smiled, a blush appearing on her cheeks. She looked up again, and saw Azaria heading towards the camp. When the paladin realized that her charge had wandered off again, her eyes widened in fear. She ran towards the camp, raising her hands to call out: "Katherine! Lady Katherine, where are you?"

"I'm here," Katherine replied, feeling a sting of guilt; she hadn't meant to make her friend worry quite that much.

The paladin ran up to her, giving her a quick hug before glaring angrily at her. "I told you to stay at the camp until I got back. Why did you wander off?"

Katherine held up the ring of flowers she had finished. "I made it for you."

As soon as the words left her mouth, she realized she'd gone too far. A touched look appeared on Azaria's face before she got it under control, and Katherine wondered if Azaria might let her off without punishment. Which was the LAST thing Katherine wanted.

Azaria shook her head. "Flowers or not, I can't have you ignoring my orders, Lady Katherine. Your father asked me to protect you, and that's not possible if you don't LISTEN to me."

"I'm sorry," Katherine said, bowing her head. Not out of shame; she just didn't want Azaria to see the smile on her face.

"Well, you're about to be a great deal sorrier." The paladin sat down on a nearby tree stump and patted her lap. "Come here."

Katherine inched forward, as if she was reluctant to get too close to the waiting paladin, but too scared to resist her. Slowly, she lowered herself over Azaria's knees. The paladin raised her dress, lowering her panties to display a white, quivering bottom. "I hope you're ready for this," she said and started smacking.

Katherine cried out; the initial sting of the spanks always took her by surprise, no matter how many times she went over her lap. A life of combat had given Azaria great strength, and all of that strength was now focused on Katherine's unprotected bottom.

Azaria spanked hard and fast, with no warm-up or pauses. Partly because she wanted the girl to know how disappointed she was, and partly because she knew every second spent spanking was a second she WASN'T looking out for enemies.

Katherine could feel tears running down her cheeks, and her bottom felt like it was on fire, but despite that, she was happier than she could remember being in a long time.

When Azaria was satisfied that her charge had learned her lesson, she helped the red-bottomed girl to her feet.

"Now, go to the campfire, or I'll pick a few switches and really teach you a lesson," she said, sending the girl off with a smack.

Katherine pulled up her panties and lowered her dress, rubbing her stinging seat. Azaria clearly hadn't lost her touch!

Some time later, Katherine was lying next to the fire (since sitting was out of the question), and glanced over at Azaria. The paladin was sitting there, ring of flowers around her head, with a smile on her lips. The gift had really pleased her.

Azaria noticed that Katherine was looking at her, and sent her a sad glance. It was clear that Azaria was sorry that she had to punish the girl.

'I'll find some way to make it up to her tomorrow,' Katherine told herself.