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Post by Mags on Apr 11, 2011 18:05:18 GMT -5
Holly eased the soapy cloth into Helena's mouth, scrubbing it a bit, making sure to may attention to the insides of her cheeks, and her tongue. Holly than left it in Helena's mouth. "Okay, bite down on it, and keep it in." she said.
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Post by Cynder on Apr 11, 2011 19:11:45 GMT -5
Helena closed her mouth. At that moment, she felt like gagging; the soapy taste stung the insides of her mouth as chemicals rushed down her throat. |
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Post by Mags on Apr 11, 2011 19:29:25 GMT -5
Holly pulled Helena up by her arm and lead her to a corner in the room. "Stay hear until I call you out." she said, pushing Helena into the corner so her feet where pressed up against the wall. She began to preparing for Helena's session.
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Post by Cynder on Apr 11, 2011 19:58:45 GMT -5
Helena would have answered, but she currently had a soapy, disgusting rag in her mouth. She stood silently in the corner, waiting, waiting. |
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Post by Mags on Apr 11, 2011 20:08:07 GMT -5
Holly let Helena swear it out for a whole 15 minuets before she called for Helena. "All right, come hear. Leave the rag in." she said as she sat down on the bed, and laid a large ebony wood colored brush beside her.
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Post by Cynder on Apr 12, 2011 14:01:31 GMT -5
Helena came out, and sat down. Her eyes narrowed when she saw the brush. Okay, this is where I draw the line. Are you for serious going to beat me with that? Don't you think stuffing a dirty, soapy rag in my mouth is enough? Helena wasn't messing around; she had the authority to let people do things to her body, and this parent crap Holly was dishing out had gone far enough.
Helena understood that Holly had the best of intentions behind taking on that role model, but she was 11 years old physically and 400 years old mentally. She knew how to act..sometimes. Now that Helena was human again, she had to relearn a few things, but it wasn't hard. Holly could teach her things while just being her friend. |
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Post by Mags on Apr 12, 2011 15:47:36 GMT -5
Holly rolled her eyes, becoming impatient. She stood up and walked over to where Helen was sitting. "Beat is not what I'm going to do." she said, glaring down at Helena. "You knew the punishment for saying what you did, and even if you did just think it, I don't care." she said, glaring harder. "You knew, and you still did it Helena, and apparently that wash cloths hasn't taken full effect because if it had, you'd know better than to start talking back, now wouldn't you?" Holly asked, annoyed.
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Post by Cynder on Apr 12, 2011 16:47:39 GMT -5
"So I slip sometimes!" Helena exclaimed. "Did you expect me to be perfect or exemplary?" She took the rag out of her mouth and marched out of the room, back into the bathroom. |
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Post by Mags on Apr 12, 2011 16:59:27 GMT -5
Why did this all ways have to be so hard? Why couldn't Helena just nod her head, take her medicine, and be happily cuddled afterward? Holly marked right behind Helena, and grabbed her upper arm, and dragged her back in to the room. She sat down on the bed, and laid Helena across her lap. She pulled down her pants and panties, and picked up the large brush. "You made this far more difficult than it had to be." Holly said, as she wrapped an arm around Helena's waist encase she tried to escape.
"I was going to just give you few swats, at most five." she said, shaking her head. "But you've earned far more that that my dear." she said, closing her eyes. "12 on each side." she said as she raised the brush a bit, aiming for the right side of Helena's bottom, and whipped it down 12 times. This wasn't going to be a 10 minuet thing, maybe 5 minuets at the most, and not as hard as it and been with the belt.
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Post by Cynder on Apr 12, 2011 17:44:50 GMT -5
Helena had had enough. She was tired of being a submissive, helpless little girl. And she was tired of Holly. She could feel that anger welling up deep inside, giving her a rush of adrenaline. In this situation, it was fight or flee. Since fleeing wasn't an option, she'd have to fight. Twisting around, Helena grabbed Holly's arm with one hand and yanked the brush out with her other hand. Her eyes were blue fire. "Enough is enough!" Helena shouted.
"I'm sick and tired of being treated like I'm five!!" She wanted to swat her with the brush, but instead discarded it to the floor. "Call me ungrateful, but this has crossed the line! What is wrong with you!? You're aren't my mother, and you never will be, so stop pretending to be something you aren't! Why can't you be satisfied with treating me like I'm your friend?" By now, angry tears were welling up in Helena's eyes.
"But you don't. Friends don't hurt each other, but you're strangling me! You control every aspect of my life! You've forbidden me from seeing Alucard, who has already attempted to apologize and yet you still won't yield to him because you hate him! Quid hæc.."
//OOC: Quid hæc is Latin for Why do you do these things// |
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