Amaya bit her lip harder and read the box over and over, wanting to scream in pain and embarrassment, nails digging into the dirt. She felt warm liquid drip down her thighs and she closed her eyes, knowing it was blood. Her tense body only became more tense when she felt the friction decrease and the pain lessen slightly, shame weighing heavily on her as pleasure suddenly pulsed through her lower body. This was supposed to be her punishment, this was supposed to hurt because she messed up, she deserved this. No, she wouldn't let herself feel any pleasure, no matter what. She opened her mouth and instanly a strangled cry escaped her throat, nails digging into the dirt more.
((She's lost a couple of her marbles along the way~))