Contrition

'Shhhh, darling Darby' I talk to her as though to a baby 'Be nice and still or you will regret it' I warn.

She whines miserably and her breath hitches.

'We talked about contrition' I tell her 'but I'm not seeing too much of that here....' My finger presses harder and penetrates her just a few millimetres. She screams into her tight gag, trying to clench her buttocks as I slide it in another centimetre. Her anus is tight and velvet against my finger.

'I have been amazingly easy on you considering the circumstances' I hiss into her small ear 'but if you cannot obey and allow me my way I will punish you. I will punish you harshly.'

I twist her hair in my free hand making her wince and sob.

'Is that what you want?'