Anna was standing right there in the doorway, staring at her. Emma saw her eyes taking everything in, the unlocked drawer, Emma's hands applying her 7-inch dildo to her clit. Right at that moment, Emma's pussy expelled the Ben Wa balls, and she saw Anna's eyes staring at the balls, soaking wet with the juices of her lust, as they plopped onto her bed. Emma was beyond ashamed, she wished she could sink through the mattress and disappear.
Anna thundered, "My date had an emergency call up for one of his patients, I come home early, and find you doing this? You snoop through my things, find my key, and invade my private drawer? Don't you move!"
Emma did so, far too mortified to do anything but obey. She was so busted, my god, she felt horrified. She heard Anna in the kitchen, she was on the telephone, oh god, NO, she heard her say her Mom's name, she was talking to her MOM! Oh my god, when her Mom heard what a pervert she was: she started to cry, big tears welling up, sobbing, she was going to be dirt, absolute dirt. Anna would hate her, never let her near her daughter. The cushy babysitting gigs, the dinners, the money, all of it, POOF, gone, just like that. And her Mom, oh my god, she trembled at the thought of what Mom would deem as fitting punishment. She just had to snoop, had to pry into another person's private affairs, and now she had to pay the price.
She could hear Anna hang up the phone, and she returned to the doorway. Her eyes fixed on Emma.
Anna said in a firm voice, "Stop your crying, and tell me, what did you think you were doing?"
"I'm sorry, so sorry, I just couldn't help myself, I wanted to see what sexy undies you had, and I found that key, and..."
"And your curiosity wouldn't let it rest," Anna finished for her.
"I'm going to check on Monica, don't you move," Anna warned her again.
Emma tried her best to keep in the hurricane of emotions, shame, guilt, humiliation, she felt overwhelmed, and wished she could just faint dead away. But her mind wouldn't grant her the peace of oblivion, she stayed hellishly awake and aware of every second.
Anna returned, and she walked over to the side of the bed. She glared down, Emma squirmed, feeling like a bug pinned down.
"You do know there will be consequences for your actions, don't you?" Anna growled.
Emma nodded, shamefaced, and she knew that she'd have to face the music, and take her punishment like an adult.
"Give me your arm, Emma."
Emma did so, Anna reached into the open drawer, lifted out what she was looking for, and Emma heard the sound of velcro opening, felt a cuff being slipped around her wrist, that tightened up. She looked over, with a wondering expression, as her arm was pulled up above her head, and the ribbon was tied to the headboard. Anna picked up the other restraint and went over to the other side of the bed.
Emma didn't like the way this was turning out. She pulled her other arm tight against her chest and refused to obey Anna's demand for her other arm.
Anna glared at her, and said, "You snoop through my things, invade my private drawer, play with my sex toys, and think you have any say? I did not tell your Mom about what you did when I was on the phone just now. Do you want me to call her back, and tell her EVERYTHING you did? I'm sure your Mom would love to hear how you had your teen pussy stuffed with MY Ben Wa balls, while you used MY dildo on your clit. Would you rather I do that, Emma?"
Emma felt her resistance shatter into a million pieces. She quickly lifted her arm to Anna's hands and felt the other restraint slide around her wrist. As Anna adjusted the tightness and bound her other arm to the headboard, Emma was curious about the phone call.
She said, "If you didn't call my Mom about what you found me doing, what did you call her for?"
Anna replied, "I called to tell her that I needed you to stay here overnight. I think my discipline should take that long. You wanted to see, now that you've seen, you must experience what you have seen. Experience is the best teacher."
She shoved a large pillow under Emma's hips and pulled her ball gag out of the drawer.
"Open your mouth, Emma."
Emma refused to do so, and Anna growled, "Do you want your Mom to hear every little thing you did? Open your mouth, NOW!"
Having no choice, Emma opened up, and Anna stuffed the red ball between Emma's lips and buckled it shut around the back of Emma's head. Perfect, gagged, and ready. Anna picked up the crop, pulled Emma's legs together, and used one hand to push her legs up towards her chest by the ankles. Perfect, her ass was just in the right position for whipping. Anna drew her arm back and swung.
