The girl smiled and tilted Nyarra's head back up to look her in the eyes.
“I knew you had it in you Nyarra. It takes courage to give in to your desires, and
you are a very courageous young woman” She pulled Nyarra in close and kissed her
gently on the lips.
“you will be fine Nyarra. As it is your first time, the keeper will spank you
himself. He is very skilled, so do not worry.”

The girl took Nyarra by the hand and led her over to the stairs and up onto the platform. 

“Keeper, we have a nervous virgin who wishes to be spanked. This is Nyarra” She
gently tugged Nyarra forward to face the keeper.

“Mistress Delphine, I am honored you chose me for this service. Of course I will
be happy to undertake this task for you” he dipped his head in respect.

“Nyarra, is it? Do not be frightened dear, I am very good at what I do. I will
not injure you.” he took Nyarra's hand and patted it gently.
“now let us get a look at you so that I can choose the correct instrument for
this.”

Biting her lip once again, Nyarra removed her boots, then nervously untied her
leather pants and pushed them down her shapely legs. Stepping out of her pants,
she pulled her blouse up over her head, then let it drop to the floor. Her arms
twitched a bit as she was torn between trying to cover herself from the crowd's
appraising and appreciative looks, and giving in entirely to the situation. She
blushed once again as a breeze washed over her and her nipples tightened in
response.

The keeper turned her around and ran his hands over her shapely buttocks,
appraising their shape and firmness.

“firm, with just enough suppleness to soften the blow” he said as he gave Nyarra's
ass one final squeeze.
“come, let's get you set up Nyarra”
Placing his hand gently on Nyarra's lower back, the keeper guided her over to a
pillory set a little farther back from the edge than the other girl's had been.
Up close, Nyarra could see that the neck and wrist holes were padded with sheepskin
so as not to cause injury to the person held in place. Nyarra placed her arms in the
pillory, then took a deep breath and bent over to get her head in place. The
keeper lowered the other half over her wrists and neck and secured it in place. She
was held secure, with no chance of pulling herself free. She felt the keeper's
hands on her thighs, gently spreading her legs apart into a more comfortable and
supporting stance.

Delphine knelt down in front of Nyarra, holding a thin, perforated wooden paddle.
“this is the paddle the keeper will be using to spank you, Nyarra. It is light of
weight and made to cause a lesser sting than a heavier paddle or leather strap
would. There is no need to be afraid. Relax and give yourself over to your
desires and feelings. I know that you will enjoy this, and deep in your heart you
know this as well.” Delphine kissed Nyarra again before handing the strap over to
the keeper. “I will be right here with you”

Nyarra forced herself to relax, mentally preparing herself for what would surely
be a painful experience.

Smack

Nyarra jumped a little and yelped as the first blow unexpectedly landed on her bare
ass. The blow had stung, but not as much as she had expected it to. It didn't seem
to have been any harder than Erik's playful smacks had been.

Smack

The second blow was no harder than the first, and while it still caught her off
guard, she was more mentally prepared for it this time.

No, no, it didn't seem to be any worse than Erik's hand had been. As Nyarra made
the comparison in her head, she also couldn't help but think how good Erik's thick
cock had felt buried in her pussy when he had spanked her. She felt a heat spreading
through her loins and up her body as the memory intermingled with the
current sensations.

Smack

another blow landed on her ass, but this time the stinging jolt mixed with the heat
spreading out from her pussy, the new sensation startling her. Nyarra closed her eyes
and looked inward at the intermingled feelings of pain and pleasure that were
washing through her. The memory of Erik fucking her while he spanked her ass had gotten
her warm, but now that warmth was being driven through her by the stinging
slaps of the wooden paddle.

Smack

another wave of pain-pleasure washed through her and she moaned softly. She could
feel her pussy getting wetter as the sting of the spanking ignited something deep
inside her.

“that's it, Nyarra, embrace your desires, let them flow through you” Delphine
whispered in her ear.

Smack

Nyarra felt the wave of pain-pleasure intensify and she moaned again. She felt her
hips moving, her ass lifting to the stroke of the paddle. She was starting to lose
herself in the rush.

Smack

The wave rolled over Nyarra's mind and pushed away at the last traces of
resistance.
The blend of pleasure and pain was such a delicious feeling that Nyarra gasped
and moaned even louder. Her eyes flickered open briefly and she caught Delphine
looking at her with such an expression of love and happiness that the last
vestiges of her inhibitions vanished. Nyarra gave in completely, deliberately
thrusting her ass up as if reaching for the paddle. She wanted to feel the sting
of its impact on her bare flesh, the spike of pleasure-pain lancing into her mind.

Smack

Nyarra moaned and writhed her hips in the air. She could feel a trickle of pussy
juice running down the inside of her right leg.

Smack

the feeling in her pussy intensified.

Smack

As the molten core of her pussy began to pulse in imminent eruption, Nyarra gasped
and moaned as she felt Delphine tugging on her nipples. There was no holding back.

Smack

The final blow landed and Nyarra howled her ecstasy as the sting of the paddle
pierced the molten core of her dripping wet pussy and the intense orgasm exploded
through her. Nyarra could feel Delphine and the keeper steadying her and holding her
up as her knees turned to jelly and she trembled in the aftershocks. As she slowly
came to her senses and regained control of her body, Delphine let go of her
and unlatched the pillory.

“Hold still for a moment yet, lass” the keeper said gently.

Nyarra could feel him rubbing something on her freshly paddled ass. The burn she
had just started to feel began to fade instead, replaced with a cool sensation.

“tis my own blend of coconut oil and herbs lass. Helps to take the sting away so you
can sit down again.”

“Thank you” Nyarra said gratefully

“ye may not want to put your pants back on just yet though, lass. The tight leather
may chafe something fierce. 'tis why most girls'll wear a skirt or dress when they
come up. Just let your blouse hang loose and pay no nevermind to the crowd. You may
be propositioned, but you won't be harmed or molested.”

“point of fact, you may find you're treated with a bit more respect. Tis rare for
anyone new to the paddle to have that strong of a reaction. Girl like you could
make a pretty coin with a public spanking” the keeper grinned and winked at Nyarra.
Nyarra blushed again in embarrasment, but a part of her still yearned for the feel
of the paddle.

Delphine pulled Nyarra close and kissed her.
“I'm so proud of you Nyarra. You've taken a crucial step in accepting your true
self. How do you feel?”

Nyarra mulled the question over in her mind, trying to formulate the best, truest answer.

“I feel.....different. I'm still Nyarra, but more. As if there was a piece that
had been missing is now in place where it should be.” Nyarra mused.

“and indeed there is dear” Delphine smiled warmly.

Nyarra felt the pleasant heat in her tanned buttocks as she looked over the various
different paddles, crops, and straps on the table. She licked her suddenly dry lips and
glanced sideways at Delphine

“can we.....come back here....sometime?”

Delphine smiled “perhaps, at some point we can”
“but for now, we need to be going as you are about to wake up”

Delphine pulled back and poked Nyarra in the forehead.



Nyarra groaned and hugged her pillow as she started to wake up.
“gods, what an intensely strange dream that was. Everything was so vivid and
lifelike” she mused into her pillow.”this place seems to like provoking strange dreams.
But then, this is a strange place, what with all the erotic statues and carvings”

“gaahh” Nyarra groaned her frustration into her pillow. “I need some tea, and some
food, and I need to figure a way out of here at some point”

Nyarra pulled her knees up under herself and pushed herself up with her hands, then
rocked backwards to a sitting position on her bedroll. As her ass rubbed across the
slightly rough surface, she yelped as a stinging sensation coursed through her ass.
She rocked back up onto her knees and gingerly rubbed her ass. It felt almost hot
to the touch, and slightly oily. Nyarra sniffed the substance on her fingers and
her eyes widened in shock – it smelled of coconut and herbs. Nyarra twisted her
head around and contorted her body to try to get a look at her ass. Sure enough, it was
a nice shade of pink as if she had recently been spanked.

“but.....that was all...just a..dream.” the thought tumbled through Nyarra's mind.

“wasn't it?” Nyarra furrowed her brow in confusion

“but, if it was just a dream, why do I have coconut oil on my ass?” Nyarra
remembered the keepers strong fingers caressing her ass as he worked the herb
infused coconut oil into her throbbing cheeks. She remembered the wooden paddle striking
her, her hips writhing as she moaned, thoroughly enjoying the blended
pain and pleasure washing through her body....

Nyarra pulled her pillow to her face and screamed.

“AAAAAAHHHHH!”

Nyarra collapsed back down onto her bedroll and began to sob with frustration.
“what.is.happening.to.me!”

“You are starting to break free from the chains of your own making Nyarra” a soft
voice whispered in her mind. 
“you are beginning to accept and embrace the desires you have long kept hidden”

There was that voice again, the voice she began to recognize as belonging to the
red-haired girl in her 'dreams'. But the face and the voice had a name now. What
had the keeper called her? Right. Delphine.

“Yes, Nyarra. You may call me Delphine. You have many questions, but you are not
yet ready for the answers. I shall give you some time to think, and you may return
to me when you are ready”

Nyarra could swear she felt a soft pair of lips press against hers in a brief
ghostly kiss. She sat in shock for a moment before she noticed a sound from behind
her. She spun around and could see the temple doors swinging open, revealing a late
afternoon sky beyond. Nyarra hastily scrambled to her feet and scooped up her pack
and bedroll and clutched it to her chest, then bolted out the door and into the
clearing beyond. Looking over her shoulder, she watched as the temple doors closed
behind her. Relieved to be back outside, she breathed a sigh of relief, then
walked over to where she had previously set up camp. 

As she re-set her campsite and worked on getting a fire going, she mulled over
Delphine's words.

“she was right about one thing, I do have a lot of questions. What did she mean
about not being ready for the answers though?”

“granted, I didn't come here looking for answers, I came here looking for treasure,
and I'm still no closer to that than I was before that door opened for me.”

Nyarra went about making herself some tea and soup on the fire, suddenly realizing
that she was almost ravenously hungry. How long had she been in the temple? It
couldn't have been more that a day, surely. Nyarra pondered the meaning of the statues
she had examined and the 'dreams' she had experienced long in to the night,
oblivious to the fact that she was still naked. A part of her brain recognized that
she had not gotten dressed, but there was a different part, a more.....primal?...
part, that insisted that it was of no consequence. Nothing would happen to her
here in the temple bounds.