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“Karla Camila Cabello Estrabao, come here right now!”
It made Camila and Dinah freeze, but Lauren was not satisfied just yet.
“Camila!”
When the girl turned around she at least had the decency of looking sheepish.
“Would you mind telling me what you two are doing in the middle of the night in the corridor?”
If she hadn’t been so close to having a heart attack just a few minutes ago, she would probably be laughing right now. It was 2 am, and those two idiots were in their Lion King Onesies clearly about to prank Ally.
“Going to see Ally?”
“Oh yeah? And why would you go see Ally at 2 in the morning?”
“She…Well, she has my… phone charger!”
“The same phone charger plugged in my room since I have your phone?”
“Well…no. I guess not. Good news though, I don’t have to look for it anymore!”
“Chancho, you’re such a bad liar.”
“Yeah, well I didn’t see you try to answer!”
“I have nothing to hide! If you want to know, I was personally on my way to prank Ally.”
“Of course you were. Go back to your room Dinah, and if you don’t, I swear I’ll put a secret password on your snapchat app.”
“I’m out of here, it was nice knowing you Chancho! Good night, Lauren.”
Camila looked down dejectedly as Dinah disappeared in the elevator.
“Camila-”
“I’m sorry, okay, I’m really sorry. I just wanted to do something fun, I can’t sleep, Lauren. I know what the doctor said, no need to remind me, but the result is the same, I.don’t.sleep. I can’t just lay down in the dark for 8 hours! I’m going crazy! I finished the book you gave me like 2 hours ago! You won’t even give me my phone and there’s no TV! I don’t even know how you pulled that, but seriously, making them take away the TV??”
Lauren wasn’t moved by the outburst. She was used to them by now.
“And why exactly didn’t you just come ask for another book? I don’t see how the whole ‘let’s prank Ally in the middle of the night in onesies’ works its way into your little story.”
“It was fun, okay! We were going to reenact the circle of life scene, we had even prepared the music and everything.”
Lauren couldn’t help rolling her eyes at the girl. She was literally stomping her way back to her room, arms crossed, with the little lion tail of the onesie moving in rhythm. She had to restrain herself from sending her to the corner, but she knew there were boundaries. She never had that talk with Camila, and wasn’t really planning on having it anytime soon, even if some days it was really hard to hold back.
“The other way, Camila.”
“No, if I have to suffer through the night, so do you. I’m sleeping in your room.”
“Let’s go then. Do you need anything from your room?”
“…Yes.”
Lauren cracked a smile at that. Obviously, little Simba over here had hoped for a bigger reaction at the news, and was even pouting now. She came back a few seconds later with Lauren’s Nala plush in her arms and the book Laure had given her. Lauren’s heart might have soared a bit at the sight. She had given the plush to Camila when she had went to visit her at the hospital, it had helped her a lot with her anxiety, and she was sure it would help Camila too. Since then, it hadn’t left her side.
Her stay at the hospital had been devastating for everyone. Camila was on her way back to the dance studio when she had fainted and was sent to the hospital. The girls had had to wait until after their performance to go see her. Severely dehydrated, malnourished, and exhausted, the prognosis hadn’t been good. Camila had over worked her body and taken bad care of it. With the huge amount of stress of preparing the album and touring, her insomnia had only worsened and her appetite was gone. The worst thing was that nobody really noticed. Sure, the girl looked tired, but they all were, and sure she skipped a few meals here and there, but that happens. Lauren refused to ever let that happen again, it would have been devastating no matter to whom it had happened, but the fact that it was Camila… It was intolerable, and she wouldn’t ever let it happen again.
“Come on Camzi, let’s give this another try, okay?”
“But I’m not tired!”
“Don’t try me, Camz. I’m really not in the mood.”
“What are you gonna do? Discipline me to sleep??”
“I might if you don’t stop.”
“UGH!”
She dramatically let herself fall on the bed, purposely taking as much space she could, which didn’t amount to much apart from her Cuban booty. One well calibrated spank and she rolled to her side of the bed.
“You have to stop doing that.”
“You have to stop putting that booty in my way then.”
“You know, even my parents never spanked me.”
“Well, that explains a lot!”
“Hey!”
Camila slapped Lauren’s arm in indignation, receiving another spank in response.
“Sto-op!”
“Don’t hit!”
Lauren couldn’t help a little smile, Camila was curled up, face on the mattress and butt in the air.
“You’re asking for it.”
“I’m trying to get comfy.”
“Sure, Jan.”
“Leave me alone.”
That earned her another spank.
“Lauren!”
That was definitely a whine. Lauren could see tears starting to fill her beautiful chocolate eyes. It was another thing with this ordeal, the general exhaustion of her body was really messing up with her emotions and hormones, it was rather easy to make her cry or rile her up these days.
“I’m sorry, come cuddle baby.”
“I don’t even know why I’m crying.”
“Cause you’re a very tired baby lion.”
“Stoooop…”
Lauren pulled her in her arms, the girl hardly weighted anything, another thing Lauren counted on working on.
“Ssh, it’s okay Camzi, you’re okay.”
“I’m not, I’m really not, it feels like I have no control over myself anymore!”
“Maybe it’s better that way for now.”
“Don’t say that.”
“You were not doing a very good job at taking care of yourself, baby.”
Camila was nearly in hysterics, but Lauren voice was calm and firm.
“I did my best, it’s just really hard to deal with everything. I really did my best, I didn’t do it on purpose.”
“I know, baby. I believe you, but you should have come to us when you felt it was too much, you know that right?"
“I know, I’m sorry!”
“It’s okay, it’s all forgiven now, but I won’t let it happen to you again. Okay? So if I have to call every hotel we stop by to ask them to take the TV out of your room, you bet I'll do it if that means you sleep a bit.”
“I'm sorry for getting out, too.”
“You're all forgiven. I know it's hard. Next time come to me instead of planning some shenanigans with DJ.”
Camilla didn't calm down, she felt guilty, so guilty. She had worried everyone, she still was, she couldn't help it though, she was trying to force herself to eat whenever they wanted her to, but she couldn't do anything about her insomnia. She couldn't bear it anymore, the burden was just too heavy, her mind was too messed up to deal with all that.
“Camzi, calm down. You need to breathe, baby.”
“I'm so…bad, I'm just making everyone suffer. And everybody's so nice with me, how can you forgive me?”
“I did give you three spanks.”
“It doesn't count. It was just for fun.”
Lauren was quite taken aback by the comment. Did Camila mean…Did she want her to… it's true that Camila had kept hinting at it for a while now. Could she really be blamed for testing the waters?
“Do you feel like you would deserve more?”
“I don't know, I've never been really punished before... Do you?”
“I mean if I were to choose, I'd probably call for more.”
“How many?”
“The goal is to feel like you paid for what you have done, and know that you shouldn't do it again, without letting be too much for your body. It differs from one person to the other.”
“But I don't know.”
Lauren was slightly concerned that Camila might feel her heart pounding against her chest.
“Do you need me to decide, baby?”
Their eyes met for the first time since the conversation had started, Camila nodded earnestly.
“Well, then I guess… 10 would be good, since you've never been spanked before.”
“…Did you ever?”
“Get spanked? Yeah I wasn't the most obedient child.”
“No…like did you ever do it?”
Lauren was really struggling to keep her composure, she wanted to pinch herself. Was this real? Was she dreaming? Or worse, was it a trap?
“Yes. I guess. I had to do it once or twice while babysitting some cousins.”
“How…how is it?”
“For the spanker or spankee, Camz?”
She just shrugged, not exactly sure herself why she was suddenly so interested, but she had always felt safe with Lauren. Lauren never judged her, and always tried to help her no matter the situation. Maybe she could help her, maybe she could make it better. When Lauren spoke again, it was but a whisper.
“It’s hard for both I guess, Baby, do you want…would that help? Do you think it would help you?”
Sobs started wracking through her body again, but after a while she caved. She nodded, letting her eyes fall to her lap, ashamed. But Lauren wouldn't have that, grasping her chin in one hand, she carefully brushed her tears away.
“Ok…ok, baby, I need you to go to that corner, okay? I want you to face the wall and think about what you did. I'll come and get you in ten minutes, alright.”
Camila’s lower lip was quivering, but after carefully studying Lauren’s expression, as if to make sure that this was really happening, that Lauren wasn’t just about to storm out of the room, she finally got up. Taking deep breaths she walked to the corner hesitantly, not sure what to do. Just as she was about to turn around to seek guidance, she felt Lauren’s perfume engulf her.
“Okay face the wall, baby. Good job. Now put your hands behind your back, perfect. I’ll come back in ten minutes, you’re not allowed to turn around, understood? You must stay here and think about all that you’ve done wrong.”
“Starting when?”
“Starting whenever you want. I’m really proud of you, okay? I know it’s hard, but you get to decide what we take off of your shoulders tonight, as much or as little as you want. Okay, quiet now, and don’t move.”
The ten minutes passed far too quickly for the both of them. Lauren was trying to calm her nerves and think back on all she had read, making sure that Camila was properly prepared, and that she had a game plan for how it would go. Camila needed her, and she wouldn’t let her down. For some reason she felt elated. To have Camila entrust her with something so important, to let herself be this vulnerable around her, it was beautiful, and she felt so grateful.
Camila’s struggle was a bit different, she tried to disconnect from the moment as much as she could, forget that Lauren, her bandmate, and probably one of the most important people in her life was about to spank her. Instead she concentrated on her words, what did she needed to get off her chest? She wanted to do it right, she wanted Lauren to be proud, as weird as it sounded.
“Alright, time’s up, Camila. Come here.”
Camila stepped away from the corner without hesitation, determined to give this a chance. She was not expecting some sort of miracle, but maybe it could really help. She walked to Lauren who was sitting on the edge of the bed, and let her grab her hands.
“First, I’m going to tell you what’s going to happen. You’re going to tell me why you are being punished today, then we’ll start. I’ll only use my hands, I’ll give you four warming spanks over your clothes, but the next six ones I would like them to be on bare skin. I want to make sure that you will never be tempted to do it again, that you will remember what happens when you do reckless things, alright? Do you think you would be comfortable with that?”
Camila nodded right away, which surprised them both. Camila wanted to please her, she trusted that Lauren would do what was best for her, like she always did. Also, nudity didn’t bother them much, they were used to packed changing rooms. At least it didn’t sound so bad in her mind.
“Okay, thank you for trusting me Camzi. I need you to remember words for me, okay? If at any time you want to stop, I want you to say “red”, if you need a break or feel uncomfortable, I want you to say “orange”, and if I ask you, but you are fine, I want you to say “green.”
“Can I say “yellow” instead of green?”
“Sure, baby. Can you repeat the words for me?”
“Yellow when it’s all good, orange when I’m uncomfortable or need a break, and red if I want you to stop.”
“Perfect, are you ready?”
“Yes.”
“Alright, Camila, tell me why am I spanking you tonight.”
“Because I took bad care of myself and hurt the people I love. Because when I felt like I needed help, I chose not to seek it out. I’m… I’m being spanked because I willingly decided to make the wrong choices, and because I should have known better than to try to juggle everything when I have people around me that can help. And also because I should know better than to disobey the doctors’ orders and to act like a brat.”
She was in tears, already feeling lighter from admitting this out loud.
“Anything else?”
“I didn’t finish my protein shake like I said at dinner. I was too full, I couldn’t finish it.”
“You’re getting an extra one for that one: it’s okay to not be able to finish, but it’s not right to throw the rest away, you should have kept it and drank it later. Now put yourself over my lap.”
Seeking redemption, Camila executed herself without a second thought. With a last confirmation that she did want to go through with it, it all started. The warming ups were not too bad, it hurt, but it was manageable. When the time came to take off her onesie, Camila realized that it was a lot more embarrassing to disrobe in front of Lauren and have her lower her panties while she was over her knees in just a tank top and socks, than how it felt under normal circumstances.
“You’ve been very good, Camila, but it really starts now. You can trash all you want, but you’re not allowed to hide your bottom, nor to get off my lap, understood? Use your words, baby.”
“Yes.”
“What color?”
“Yellow.”
“Good girl, let’s take care of this okay? Then it’ll be all over.”
It started okay, Camila was trying her best to be good and not move, but then they got to spank number 6 and all her good resolutions went out the window. Lauren had gotten her on her sit spot, and that hurt like hell. She was trashing and crying, and asking her to stop, though when asked her color, she answered yellow. She knew she could take it, she deserved it, she had been bad and there were consequences to bad behaviors. Somehow this was so much better than the constant turmoil she had been stuck in for the past weeks. Only a few more and it would be done once and for all. From then on she would just have to be careful to not do it again, and honestly she felt like never ever doing anything bad for the rest of her life, Lauren sure knew what she was doing.
“Ten, Okay baby last one, you’re doing really good. This last one is going to hurt, I want you to remember it, and know that we’ll do it all over again if you try to mess with your health again. Eleven.”
The last one made her scream, she though that this one might actually bruise. She was drained, utterly drained, and so overwhelmed by the different feelings going through her: relief, pain, peace, fatigue, gratitude…
“You did so good baby, I’m so proud of you, it’s all over now. You’re all forgiven. It’s all in the past now.”
There was something nearly animalistic in the way she needed to feel Lauren right now, her arms and legs tight against her, her hands buried in her hair, her face nuzzled in her neck, she couldn’t get enough. Her body was trembling and she was still crying.
“It’s okay, baby. Let it out, let it all out. It’s over now.”
When her cries were finally replaced by soft sniffles and whimpers, Lauren got up with as much grace as she could muster with Camila in her arms, and grabbed some soothing cream they kept around while touring, they were quite the clumsy bunch most of the time.
“Lay down for me, baby! Ssh, no more cries, I’m right here, I just want to put some cream so it doesn’t hurt so bad tomorrow, okay?”
She carefully applied the cream, minding the sensitive spots and checking to see she hadn’t damaged anything, then pulled off her panties completely. It was made of some lacy material which would just irritate the skin even more. She grabbed the onesie next, and helped her limp body back into it, securely fastening it
“There, all set! Since you didn’t finish your shake, I think you should have something to eat before you go to sleep. How does a yogurt sound?”
Her answer was mainly a whine, but Lauren didn’t care, she grabbed a yogurt from the mini fridge and a spoon and went back to bed. Camila automatically curled up against her, Nala in hand, clearly ready to drop.
“Here I’ll help you.”
In the quiet of the night, Lauren lovingly spoon fed Camila, letting her mind imagine this scene repeating itself in the future. Once she was done, she put it aside, pulled Camila deeper in her embrace and watched her eyes finally close and her body relax.
“Good night, Camzi, thank you for letting me help.”
She tenderly kissed her temple, and went to sleep herself.