<strong><em>"Halt!"</em></strong>It was a single command.. but there was power in it, it should stop her in his tracks.. as he walked over to her, struggling a bit with controlling his anger.  "No.. I am not.. but, until my life ends.. I am your Master, and you will respect that, if nothing else.. my dear.  I can understand you are angry and upset.. and I will make your punishment light, because of it."  He gestured at a nearby stump.. and she felt magic flow though her to him, as it altered into the shape of a chair, which he then sat on.<br/><br/>"Come here, lay accross my lap, and hold that position until you have recieved 10 strokes, then you may request to move again, if I give you premission you will be permitted to do so."  She was too proud, in his opinion, even now, so he gave her another order, and waited to see if she would obey it.. or fight it.. and how long she would fight it.