Anna looked up from the rack of weapons she was ordering when the door to her store opened. She knew the look. Fidgeting, looking over her shoulder, like she was about to do something forbidden. There was a certain portion of her clients that always seemed very nervous about approaching her. All the better to make a good first impression.

"Good day, what can I help you with?", she asked with her friendly customer service smile, standing behind the counter and leaving the work she had busied herself with, giving the young woman all of her attention.

The woman was wearing a servant uniform, a short black dress with white frills and a white apron, accentuated with a frilly white hairband and thigh-high stockings. Her hair was put up in a high ponytail and she had well-practiced posture, her hands clasped in front of her.

"Y-yes. Good day." The maid approached the counter quickly. It was very obvious by now that she wasn't just running an errant for her master. "I... I was looking for... I mean... I heard you... help people... with... um..." Her voice trailed off, almost fading away into a soft whisper as she looked everywhere but the red-headed shopkeeper.

"You're looking for additional services.", Anna surmised, getting a meek nod in return. "No problem, I'll gladly advice you on whatever you need. We can talk here or in the back, if you're more comfortable with that."

"I-in the back... please..." The woman swallowed, pushing a nervous smile through.

Anna swiftly moved around the counter to walk to the door and switched out the sign in the window before heading straight back and gesturing for the maid to follow through a door behind the counter.

They entered into a comfortable small break room, the windows only seeing the fenced-off storage area behind the store instead of the public street. Anna gestured towards one of the chairs and quietly closed the door behind her client.

"Everything you say is confidential.", she assured her as she took a seat herself. "You will get no judgement from me and no one else will find out. So, what do you need?"

The maid sat straight and daintily put one hand to her chest as she took a deep breath.

"My name is Felicia. I work for Princess Corrin, cleaning her room and preparing her tea.", she began, getting her nervous stutter under control for now. "But... I... I'm so c-clumsy... and..." And there it was again. "The other day, I d-dropped another cup and... the p-princess said it was okay. She always d-does, but... i-it's not!"

Felicia swallowed again and looked up at Anna, who met her with an attentive, patient glance.

"I t-told her I should be... p-punished. But she said she won't. B-but... th-that's not fair. I work really hard and... she praises me when I do g-good work. S-so... I should also be..."

There was another pause before Anna leaned forward. "And how can I help you?"

Felicia's hands gripped the end of her short dress and cast her eyes down. "Please... punish me."



All her personal service clients had their own reasons for coming to Anna. Some were very simple, others stemmed from a certain motivation. And it was important to tailor the experience after that motivation in those cases.

After going over some details and the payment, she gave Felicia some time, scheduling her "punishment" for a later date, which also gave her some time to prepare.

Two days later, Felicia returned, right on time, wearing her same perfectly clean uniform. Anna closed the store for a while and took her into another back room off of the break room.

Part of her really wanted to get easy on the meek woman, but that wasn't at all the experience she wanted, as had become increasingly obvious in their discussion.

The room was windowless, illuminated by two dim candles. And when Felicia walked in ahead of her, Anna firmly put her hand against her back and shoved her the next two steps, making her stumble and catch herself on a waist-high table.

"Stay there.", Anna said firmly, closing the door and turning the key in the purposefully loud lock.

Felicia did as she was told, standing at the table, her hands on the surface, her back turned. Anna picked up three slim belts, made from black leather, with holes all along their length.

Standing behind her client, she took her arms and roughly moved them on her backs, lining up her forearms horizontally. She placed two of the belts around her forearms, at both ends, connecting her wrists to just under her elbows. Taking the third, she laid it around Felicia's torso, pining her arms to her sides as she pulled it tight.

Felicia squirmed right away, balling her hands to fists as she nervously tried to wiggle out. Before she could try for too long, Anna put her hand to her back again and pushed her down, making her bend over the table, pressing her chest to the surface.

"Now stay down. You know what you did, don't you?" She turned away to pick up something else, a long smooth piece of flexible wood, about the shape of a pointer rod or a walking stick.

Felicia turned her head but could only face the wall. "I... I broke my lady's tea set..."

"What was that?" Anna held the rod between Felicia's legs, lightly hitting the inside of her calves. She took the hint, spreading her legs further, lifting just a little bit off her heels to still lay flat on the table.

"I broke Princess Corrin's tea set.", she said more firmly, casting her eyes down at the wooden surface.

"And?", Anna continued firmly, putting her hand to the maid's neck, holding it down firmly.

"And I deserve to be punished.", Felicia answered, her voice wavering.

Bent over at this angle, the short skirt of her uniform lifted up, giving Anna a clear view of her pale cheeks and black lace panties. She lightly hit the rod against the maid's exposed ass.

"What do you say when you break something?"

"Ah! I'm sorry...", she whimpered, fidgeting against the restraints.

"Louder." She struck her again, a little harder.

"I'm sorry!", the maid yelped.

"Again." She repeated the motion, making her wince under her grip again.

"I'm sorry!"

"Good. Now we're getting somewhere. From here on out, I want you to count along. But I all I want to hear out of your mouth are apologies, do you understand?"

"Yes, Miss.", Felicia said quietly. Anna could swear there was a shudder in her shoulders.

Anna continued, giving her firm smacks with the rod, accompanied with a satisfying sound of wood hitting flesh, the maid's yelps and her whined "I'm sorry"s. After the first few, the underlying tone in her voice changed from shame to a quiet moan.

She finally stopped, looking down at the streaks of red on Felicia's white skin.

"How many were that, Felicia?"

"Ten, miss.", the maid moaned quietly.

"Good girl." She put the rod down and pulled her up by the strap around her torso, making her stand, still facing the wall.

"I believe you have learned your lesson. But if it happens again, I will need to be harsher with you. Do you understand me?"

"Yes, miss."

"And?" She lightly pulled at her hair.

"Thank you, miss.", Felicia added quickly.

"Good girl." She let go of her, walking over to the door and turning the key to open the lock, the sound bookending the experience.

Right away, Anna dropped the persona and opened the buckles so the straps could easily be slipped off. Felicia relaxed with a sigh, her posture briefly failing her as she supported herself on the table again. Her face was deep red and streaked with tears, but lit up by a smile.



"Thank you very much.", the maid repeated, giving a brief bow before turning and heading out of the front room, back out onto the street.

The coin was safely stored away, the only note in Anna's ledger being "Personal Service". The contract, detailing payment, limits, and the unused safeword, had been burned. Anna leaned forward on her counter and rested her chin in her palm with a sigh.

"She might be my new favourite."