It had been a long time since she had been punished by Uncle Mike. In fact it had been years. She was too old to be treated this way and she would tel...l him so. As the time stretched into what felt like eternity her mind drifted back into the past and she remembered... She was only ten when she first came to stay with Uncle Mike. She'd had a life full of pastries, ponies, smiles, and happiness. Then came the news that her parents had been killed in a shipwreck. She waited for them to come home. She hummed a tune as she checked my credentials.“You made it trough the qualifiersI Great job! You probably heard this all before, but rules are rules. Gotta brief you anyways. Sorry about that.”She smiled apologetically, coughed once and completely changed her demeanor.“Alright, listen up Dude! The 129th Rasheul great slave tournament features a grand total of 128 combatants. In seven nail biting and chest pounding fights you will have to hack, slash, bite and blow your way to victory in a no. As he wrapped his jacket around her he let his hands linger on her shoulders. She looked up and around into his eyes and didn't know what she saw staring back at her. And then he spoke softly but clearly."I'd like to set you up with your own consultation company" "What?!" "There's no position I can give you at the company once the merger is finalised. Hiring is not part of my sphere of control. I can however help you obtain all the business documents required to run your own consulting firm -". "No more, please, please, please." The next moment the cane stopped rubbing across her bottom but she saw Emma's legs behind her and that the muscles tensed and knew the cane was on its way back down and as the cane hit so she felt the pain once again cascade around her bottom. Worse, the two more strokes followed in quick succession which she expected as she was now expecting groups of three strokes. Emma heard Cynthia's pleading cry and as she landed three more strokes so she told herself the.