"So be it girl, but remember at the end of the night and the morning. You had the chance to change your mind and be obedient."<br/><br/>With her last word barely stated the crop rose in the air approximately ten inches above her breast before coming down sharply and swiftly against her pale skin. A light pink line forming at the bite of the cane as it rose and fell again this time closer to the nipple, each strike causing a line of colour to form along the abused skin. Despite Celia's hair falling free Shaw continued to keep her grasp on it , only briefly releasing the hold to grab again against the scalp and pull her head back further , just enough to push on the borders of a uncomfortable angle.  Her gaze locked onto Celia's as she watched for her to open her mouth in an admission of submission, the cane starting to come down the outer side of her waist, each strike a little harder and sharper than before. The sounds becoming loud enough to be heard through the door and carrying a little along the hallway.