Starved Beast. Part 20

Abruptly, she screamed again and begged me to leave. She said she had money and she reached amongst her clothes and she brought out a purse and she tipped out a large number of coins.

She held them as if from a disobedient child to a parent, pleading, crying and sobbing, and I thanked her and grabbed the coins from her hand as well as the purse that they'd come from.

The money did her no good, of course. Having thanked her, I removed my belt from my trousers and I wrapped it around her neck, and using the tail of it, I pulled her through the nettles and the brambles, tugging her behind me. I took her to the water and held her beneath it until the screaming stopped and she was broken.

She didn't cry after that, even when I took her away from the water and made her crawl through the mud with her face dirty and ghastly, her hands trembling and shivery. I lifted her ass and positioned it so that she knew what her punishment would be.

She let out a hideous scream.