EMMA

The next morning, I woke up feeling oddly good, I swung my leg down the bed just as the event of last night flashed across my mind, I blushed uncomfortably, what the hell is wrong with me? I couldn't believe I had cried against his chest, taken pleasure from him spanking me, something is definitely wrong with me somewhere, luckily I didn't have time to ponder about it for long cause the door burst open and Hazel walked in, singing softly, it sounded like an accent song so I didn't even ...