“I will only remind you once. Next time you forget, you will be punished.”
“Punished?” Emma whispered, her legs shaking and her p***y tingling with pulsating arousal. ‘When provoked, he is even sexier than usual,’ she noted.
His hand trailed up her back towards her neck and he wrapped his fingers tightly around her nape. “Yes Emma, punished. I don’t like to be disobeyed. The next time you displease me, you will be punished until you can no longer sit down. Do you understand?”
‘Does he mean whipped? Or spanked? Is that what he’s going to do to me?’ she wondered as her skin became warm.
“Are you scared of me, Emma?” he whispered, his hand tightening around her nape.
Yes! She wanted to scream but was scared of giving the wrong answer and getting punished. She was terrified of him. His
