A gasp escapes from her mouth. His size still surprising her. Softly pulling at her clit with his one hand, his other stops her from falling off his lap.
“Have you been a good girl? Do you think you have been a good girl minx?”
Isobel doesn’t know what to say, she hasn’t been that good, but does that count? Putting her finger on her lips she shushes him.
“Oh, so we are going to play it that way are we?”
He laughs at her, then picks her up and off him, making her feel a bit confused. Walking to his cupboard he takes out something and walks back to her holding it behind his back.
“I think you are overdue for punishment minx. I have been letting you get away with far too much. Hmm.”
He walks around and comes to a standstill behind her, smelling her hair, he waits for her to braid it fir
