Mountain Devil

Ella Emerson is about to marry a man she despises and just can’t bring herself to go through with it. Hours before her arranged nuptials she prepares a small pack to go hiking in the woods for a few days assuming that once the out of town guests have left, the wedding will be called off for good. She does not expect to be mugged in the woods by an escaped convict and she definitely doesn’t expect the bounty hunter in pursuit of the convict to capture her for the reward money her parents have offered.

Ed, the dutiful bounty hunter, agrees to bring Ella to his cabin and hold her there for 7 days in hopes that the wedding will be called off instead of postponed and that the reward offered by her worried parents will increase. But, a lot can happen in seven days…..

Ella isn’t in the cabin for 24 hours before Ed finds a reason to turn her over his knee for a sound spanking. Their relationship soon escalates into a romance and later into a marriage, but one thing that remains true from the get go: Ed wears the pants and calls the shots.

“What is my rule about going on walks?” He stepped forward.

 

“I’m supposed to be home before dark,” she whispered, looking at her feet.

 

Ed raised her chin. “What did I tell you would happen if you broke any of my rules during my absence, young lady?”

 

Tears were already forming in Ella’s eyes, and she blinked several times, determined to meet her fate bravely. “I…I will get punished.”

 

“That’s right, Ella,” he said. “You will get punished. And since you lied to me, your punishment will be extra severe. What if you had gotten lost? Who would have gone to look for you?”

 

A tear finally rolled down Ella’s cheek, and Ed lifted her chin higher when she waited too long to reply. “Please, sir, I’m so sorry. It was an accident. I just lost track of time. And I’m sorry I lied to you.” Another tear escaped her eyelids, and her lip trembled. How could she have been so stupid? She broke her promise, and she lied to Ed.

 

“Whether it was an accident or not doesn’t matter, because it’s an accident you won’t soon repeat.” Ed led her toward their bedroom, a stern and determined expression across his face.

 

Ella went willingly, hoping her cooperation would lessen the intensity of punishment. She’d been on her best behavior lately, and hadn’t earned a spanking in weeks. Until tonight.

 

“Remove your clothing,” Ed commanded, shutting the door.

 

Though they had been married for almost a year, Ella still felt shy around Ed at times—particularly when he made her strip for a punishment. Hesitantly, she slipped her clothing off, letting her shorts pool around her feet. She stood in the center of the room wearing nothing but a pair of thin panties and a bra, trembling and cursing herself.

 

“Remove everything,” Ed commanded again, gesturing below Ella’s waist. She pushed her panties down and removed her bra slowly. “Please understand, Ed…you’ve been gone for four days. I’ve had nothing to do. I was just doing a few loops around the lake and when you called and that’s when…”

 

Ed held up a hand. “…when you realized you should hurry home?”

 

Bowing her head, Ella said, “Yes. I’m sorry.”

 

“Come here.” His voice was quiet, but Ella detected threads of anger and disappointment underneath his controlled tone. Once she was positioned over Ed’s lap on the bed, the scolding began. “Most of all, Ella, I’m disappointed that you lied to me, and…” The scolding went on and on until Ella was nearly crying. As Ed cupped a large hand over one of her bottom cheeks, she tensed. The scolding was nearing an end, but the punishment was about to begin.

 

“Let this be a reminder of what happens when you break the rules, Ella,” he said, sharply bringing a hand down across her bottom…smack!

 

Ella felt the sting immediately. Ed always started out with hard slaps and kept them going until the end, rarely pausing even to scold Ella further. This punishment was no exception.

 

The tears came quickly as her remorse grew unbearably. She lied to Ed, she disappointed him terribly. She sobbed harder while Ed’s hand reigned down again and again. Her bottom was on fire, and there seemed to be no end in sight. Staying still wasn’t easy, but Ella tried her best not to squirm. There was no doubt in her mind that she deserved whatever punishment Ed decided to give her.

 

Finally, Ed’s hand descended lightly to rub her tender flesh. Ella cried into the covers, fearing this was only the eye of the storm.

 

“Ed?” she asked through a high-pitched cry.

 

“Yes, sweetheart?” He continued rubbing her punished thighs and bottom, letting her cry it out.

 

“Do you forgive me?” Her heart broke as she asked the question. Never before had she so deliberately lied to Ed. Shame weighed her down like an anchor in the sea as she awaited his response.

 

“Yes, sweetheart, I forgive you,” he said, running his hand in circles, inching closer to the sweetness between her thighs.

 

“But you must never ever lie to me again, Ella.”

 

“I won’t lie to you ever again,” she said immediately. “I promise.”

 

“Good. Now stand up.” Ella obeyed, knowing what would follow. The day Ed seized her in the restaurant, he’d explained how he would make love to her after a punishment. Shyly and fearfully, she bent over the bed, waiting for his approach.

 

“Ella,” he prompted.

 

With her face burning from embarrassment, she reached back to pull her bottom apart. Moments later, Ed was coating his hardness with her pooling honey—only to press himself into that timid, puckering entrance. Ella tried to relax, but it was always a test of her self-control to remain still. She’d learned not to pull away or fight back though. That would only earn her a session with Ed’s thick leather belt. Ella gasped when Ed pushed further in, filling her completely.

 

The pain was there, but it didn’t compare to the embarrassment. Being made to bend over and pull her bottom cheeks apart under Ed’s steady gaze was worse than any spanking. Just knowing this was the final part of her punishment was enough to bring her to tears all over again.

 

Ed gradually built a rhythm with her tight hole, pumping her while his fingers dug into her hips. “You were a bad girl,” he said, quickening his pace without warning.

 

Ella cried out, but her scream was muffled by the bed covers. She knew Ed had already forgiven her, but this final act was meant to drive the lesson home. He’d explained that to her once, that she was his completely and subject to any type of discipline he saw fit. And truth be told, after he was finished pumping her tight bottom hole, she always felt more chastised than ever before.

 

Today was no exception.

"Buckle up, Ms. Emerson.”

 

“You can call me Ella,” she said.

 

“Fine. Buckle up, Ella.” His voice was sarcastic. But then with more seriousness, he added, “And you can call me sir.”

My only criticism of the novel is that I was initially somewhat confused as to when the story took place. Ella’s wedding to Mr. Wrong is described as an arranged marriage of sorts, which led me to believe that the book took place many, many years ago. This assumption proves false with the mention of Ella’s cell phone and had me adjusting my perspective. While this certainly is not a big deal, I think a small dateline at the start of the first chapter stating the time and place would go a long way.

This was a quick read that I thoroughly enjoyed. I would definitely recommend it to anyone looking to escape into a tale that takes place in the woods and, at times, over the knee.