E.M. M. U.
Enforcement Money Management Unit.
Story 2.
Emma had been punished for several things as if she was fighting back trying to take a little control back. I even came home from visiting and she had clothes on, even if it was T shirt of mine. Wrong.
"How dare you have clothes on you know the rules now strip."
I smacked her tits focusing on the nipple for at least 3 slaps. Emma moved out of the Kneeling position and just got 4 more. She looked straight head knowing what would happen if she didn't. This time I decided to take it further.
It was now mid winter everyone was inside with the curtains drawn and the heating on. I went out to the shed and got two old shower curtains that I use in the house, which where cold and told her to get on her hands and knees. I got two pots of cold water from the tap and place each one under her tits.
"Lower" was all I said.
Emma looked pleading.