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The car ride is torture for Emma, awkward silence falls around her and the breeze from the open window hits her pussy, Dana keeping her panties in her pocket, making her shiver. She starts to pick at the skin around her thumbs and rests her head back, looking out the window.
Dana has her shades on, clicking the chewing gum in her mouth as her knuckles slowly turn white from the grip she has on the steering wheel. She glances at Emma every now and then, catching her picking at her thumbs so she gently places her hand onto of the brunette’s, rubbing soothing circles over Emma’s knuckles.
The car comes to a smooth stop and Dana removes her shades, sitting them on top of her head and clears her throat.
Emma’s head turns to look at her and guilt is written all over her face.
“When you get in, go for a shower, do your skincare, change into pyjamas, drink a glass of water and then sit in the corner of the living room. Facing the wall.” Dana lists, staring harshly at the younger woman.
Emma nods, uttering a small “Yes mama.” As she hangs her head under her gaze. Moving her hand to open the car door, Dana tutting and holding her fingers under Emma’s chin to turn and look at her.
“Phone.” Dana grunts, Emma doesn’t even protest. Handing it over and jumping out the car.
While Emma was doing the stuff Dana asked, Dana poured herself a glass of red whine and changed into more comfy clothes. Sitting on her side of the sofa and glances at the book she’s been reading for the bast couple night.
A notification buzzes Emmas phone to life and that gets Dana’s attention, grabbing it from where she left it and unlocking it.
Victoria: girls day soon? Miss uuuu :(
Dana lets out a scoff and rolls her eyes, setting the phone back down and talking her book, oh how her little lamb has no idea what she’s got herself into.
Emma has a small cry in the shower. She never meant to disappoint her mama, really! She was just having fun…
She put her hair in a bonnet after the shower and quickly done her skincare. Rummaging in her drawers looking for her favourite bunny print pyjamas then went to the kitchen to drink some water, seeing the back of Dana’s head. Her heart sinks a little.
She walks around the couch with her head down and goes to the corner across from where Dana is sitting. Falling to her knees and keeping her hands in her lap, she sits and waits.
Dana sips her while and puts on her reading glasses, scanning over pages of her book and glancing at the time every now and then. After ten minutes she clears her throat and Emma sits up a bit straighter.
“Emma, do you know why you are in the corner?” She asks the girl while putting down her book onto the coffee table and sits her glasses to the side.
Emma only gives a half assed nod.
“Speak.” Dana grits, trying not to lose her patience.
Emma sighs heavily and fiddles with her hands, still sat facing away from Dana “Yes mama, I know.”
Dana hums, clicking her tongue and patting her lap. Emma turns her head to look at what Dana’s doing and the older woman has an expecting look on her face. Emma huffs lightly and starts to crawl over to Dana, stopping just in front of her feet.
Dana strokes Emma’s face with her soft hand and the younger woman leans into it, closing her eyes. Then squeezes her jaw. “Over my lap, kid.”
Emma lets out a shaky and weak breath, climbing up on Dana’s lap and perching herself, ass up.
Dana rubs her hand over her ass and inhales the sweet smell of Emma’s body wash, debating removing her rings on her right hand. She taps Emma’s waist, the younger woman lifting up her hips allowing Dana to move her pants down her thighs, bare ass on view. Emma lets out a small whine and buries her face into her hands.
“Count each one, properly.” Dana commanded, lifting her right hand up and swatting it back down on Emma’s ass, she lets out a squeal and her eyes already brim with tears, threatening to fall. The rings always make it worse.
“One, thank you mama.” Emma mumbled, thinking back to Trinity’s fingers deep in her and wondering if it was really ever that worth it.
After ten, Emma is a shaking mess, tears falling on her face, ass so red and some small cuts from Dana’s ring. Dana’s hand is stinking from the force she had been using, small hairs falling out her bun.
“Mama, please. No more!” Emma screeched turning her head to look at Dana, calm written all over her face but her eyes are fiery. Dana rubs her hand slowly over Emmas ass and inches down to her thighs.
“I don’t know, baby. Have you learned your lesson?” Dana questioned, she could already tell her girl was at her limits but she must understand this is unacceptable.
Emma hiccups and tries to turn her body to be fully facing Dana, but the older woman holds her in place tutting at her. “Yes! Yes mama I have, I’ll never ever let anyone but you touch me.”
Dana hums, happy with that response, pulling her little girls pyjama pants up and lifting Emma so she’s straddling Dana. Dana leans in and kisses the top of her forehead then softly on her nose. “You did so well for me baby, thank you.”
Emma curled herself into Dana’s chest, exhaustion falling over her.
“You are still grounded for two weeks,” Dana states, rubbing soothing circles over Emma’s back, feeling her spine. “Good luck explaining this to Victoria.”
Emma lets out a confused noise, but inhales Dana’s scent, slowly falling into sleep.