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feed her. It fed more than her mere need for food; it stoked up her hunger for human contact of an intimate nature, and she never thought any man could do that.

Chapter Four
     
     
    Somehow, Olivia had no idea how, she got through dinner, spent a relaxing evening watching her favorite reruns on TV, and then tried to cool off in a nice bath. It didn’t work. Once more her hands explored her body as she reclined in the tub. The heat in her cheeks was surrounded and caressed by the warm water. The heat tweaked and seeped into her body, tickled her pussy, and made her muscles twitch and clench. She forced her tender ass down into the hard tub as her left hand entered her body and her right caressed her supple breasts. They grew firm, her nipples hard, and her pussy engorged. Her toes curled and she bit her lip hard, and her thighs twitched and pulsated. The ‘fire’ raged within her. She gasped, blinked, and felt herself slipping away.
    Another climax was easily achieved.
    Settling down to bed, she didn’t know what to make of her new life. She’d had more sexual excitement in the last day than she’d had in decades, and it was clearly due to the efforts of a man, which only upset her. However, she wasn’t about to toss it aside either. So, come the morning, despite facing the prospect of a severe punishment, she came out of her room all smiles, and sat down at the table for breakfast.
    She did groan at getting that horrid food again, but she also ate it without complaint. Last night’s lesson had gotten through her thick head and she didn’t want a repeat of it. She also felt bad about the fact that she was using Caleb as essentially a sexual toy. Maybe she should lighten up on the naughty acts. He did seem troubled by having to be so strict with her. She watched as he quickly ate and then left her to finish her food while he fixed her door; she could hear him banging about.
    “All right, Olivia, let’s take care of the matter ,” he said, returning to clear the table.
    She swallowed hard. “Yes, sir.”
    “Go to the living room and stand in the corner, and wait for me.”
    “Corner? You-you want me to have… corner time? That’s embar… I mean, yes, sir.”
    Plodding to the room, she remembered her promise, and so she took up the position. It was humiliating and she just wanted to get it over with as soon as possible. For close to ten minutes, she just stood there, hands sliding up and down her little jeans shorts, and then came his heavy footsteps. She stiffened and stood up straight, but didn’t turn or even look around.
    “Olivia, come here and lie across the arm of the couch.”
    She turned and bit her lip. He held a stout leather belt and stood next to the sofa. “Y-y-yes, sir.”
    Scampering over, she hoisted herself up and into position. It was amazing how small she was compared to her regular furniture. Her feet didn’t touch the floor and the arm of the couch felt like a massive tree trunk under her. She shivered at the tap-tap of the belt to her little bottom.
    “All right, I’ve consulted the manual,” he said. “You’ll get two dozen, understood?”
    “Y-y-yes, Caleb,” she said softly.
    Crack! It landed without another word. She jumped. The sting rippled across both cheeks. Whack , it landed again. She stifled a squeak of pain. Smack! A hard one struck at the bottom of her bottom, right where it met her thighs, which really stung!
    “Ouch! Caleb, not there, it hurts too much,” she whined.
    “Young lady, you have no cause to complain,” he scolded. “You knew the rules; you knew what you needed to do to stay healthy. After all, you’ve done this often enough in the past. So, you want to chide someone over this punishment, go look in the mirror.”
    The swats and the scolding continued, and Olivia grabbed a couch cushion to help her stay steady. She yelped and howled, her legs kicking, and continued to plead for leniency. None was forthcoming. He gave her the full measure of her