Hypno Harem by Morgan Wolfe

Author:Morgan Wolfe [Wolfe, Morgan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Publisher: BaST BOOKS
Published: 2014-11-20T08:00:00+00:00

Punishing Little Emmie

It stung! When little Emmie was six she’d been stung by a bee. The pain came out of nowhere, no buzz of warning. One moment she was playing in the backyard, the next she hurt and hurt.

This was the same. Sir was being so sweet to her and then, all of a sudden she hurt!

“Ohh!” she gasped.

“Wait a moment,” Sir said. “The pain will lessen. Count to ten.”

She counted. “One… two… thwee…” When she was done, she realized the worst of it had faded.

“How does it feel now?”

“Not like it did, Sir.”

“If I wait between blows, you’ll have time to get over the worst before I hit you again. That’s the humane way to beat someone.”

“Is that what you’re going to do, Sir?”

“Oh no, Emmie.”

Crack!

“Ahhhh!”

“I’m going to hit you fast and hard.”

Crack! Crack!

“Ohhhhh!”

Crack! Crack! Crack!

“Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh!”

Three blows landed in quick succession, one on the right buttock, the other on the left, then the right again. Her ass was on fire!

Crack! Crack! Crack!

A blow on the left butt, then right butt, then the left again! It burned like she was sitting on coals!

“Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh!” She screeched at the pain. “Oh, please stop, Sir. I’ll never be bad again. Never, never!”

He ignored her, swinging the paddle again and again.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Left, right, left! “Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh!”

Crack! Crack! Crack!

“Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh!” This time all three blows landed on her left butt! Emmie was in a dazed, foggy state of mind but her body was on high alert, registering every blow, tracing the hurt as it radiated from the point of impact to join with the pain from previous blows. It was like heat, making her bottom feel overheated, as if sunburned. She began to sweat from the extreme warmth.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Three more blows on her right butt.

“Ohh! Ohhh!” She had to get away! Run! Hide!

Frantically, she raised her upper body from the desk and for once her body obeyed. She was on her feet, pushing away from the desk when she felt Woody’s hand against her back. He shoved her hard and she fell back on the desk.

She felt his hand in her hair. He gripped it and pulled her head back and up. He leaned over so she could see his face. “You caught me off guard, Emmie. That won’t happen again.” She felt his other hand grip her collar. He yanked it and the pressure cut off her air.

“Gukkkk!”

“You’re my bitch, Emmie. My. Bitch. Do you understand?”

The collar, too tight. She couldn’t speak. “Gukkk!”

He let go of the collar. “Do you?”

She gasped for air. “Yeth… yeth, sir.”

His eyes locked on hers and she felt the force of his will inside her mind. He was right. She was helpless. He was stronger than her, much stronger. Much bigger. She was little and small. She was his little girl. She belonged to him. Sir could do as he wanted with this bitch. All night long.

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