Amber struggled against Zemo as he dragged her by the hair.  She was still trying to kick out at him as she was forced forward, the air whooshing from her lungs as the chair seat hit her in the chest.  She screamed when the first hit stung her ass cheeks and she tried to get up but he had her pinned by her hair, forcing her down as he continued to hit her with the riding crop.  "I'm sorry," she yowled.  Her rearend was hurting and she was sure she it would leave a mark.  "On second thought.  Go to hell," she said finally managing to get some leverage and jumping up to pull her hair from his grasp.