Mordecai ~ With Emma<br/><br/>A hand snaked down her body. Dipping into her pussy. Stroking over her soft lips and teasing her clitoris. Kneading her heat like gathering dough. It was time for her to want him. She would learn what good behavior would bring her.<br/><br/>His hand to her breast driving fresh sensations to sweep over her. Massaging and pressing her mound tight against her chest. Mordecai listened for her sighs as he watched her sides for a change in her breathing. He felt the weigh of her melons. The thought of suckling her breast every morning thrilled him. Her arms bound behind her back. Sitting on his lap facing him. His hand cupping a breast making her watch as his mouth descended. Making her beg for him to empty her.<br/><br/>Yes, that would be splendid in a few days. Once she had enough manners to take her into the house.<br/><br/>For now she needed hard broken. Without stealing the core of her. So no confusing signals. Reward good behavior as heartily as he would discipline her.<br/><br/>Reward was in both his hands.  The hands he lavished on her body.<br/><br/>