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.
"You broke the rules".
I pushed her back till her tits where fully immersed, she started to plead, I got the ball gag. God I was fed up of this she will learn. As she was now slightly raised but flat I also grabbed the towel put that in cold water and placed it in a ball on her back making sure that one end was dripping ice cold water down the crack of her ass on to her pussy lips. I put a pan under there to catch the water. I guess she was in the plank position. I told her that she had to keep her legs apart so the water ran down. I left her there for a while making sure I squeezed the towel to get more water to run down. She did squeal and look at me.
"Well today I went to see my friend who is the agent that is looking after your house and I was going to show you the spreadsheet that showed how well you were doing, now maybe not as you seem to have forgotten what is going on. You can leave if you want but you will not have a home to go to and I have your cards so you will spend the nights on the streets with no money. Is that what you want to do?"
Emma shook her head.