A rich little woman

As the wheezing calmed down and her breath normalized, she wondered just what the old deity had put in that hug to make her so breathless. She had felt like a bug being stepped on by an extra large boot. 

He had to have done this deliberately, they were not close enough to go around hugging. The price she was about to ask for was going to be doubled. 

"I can hear your thoughts you know."  the old deity told her. "Don't you dare think about scamming me or I will embrace you all day." he threatened.

Scarlet hissed and jumped away from him as if he was a devil.

"You nasty old man," she mumbled.

"One hug for the insult." the old deity warned. 

Scarlet squealed in horror and turned around to escape but her feet were stuck suddenly, as if they had been glued to the ground and she was forcefully hugged again. 

"Aren't my hugs the best?" the old deity asked her. "Not everyone has had the privilege of being hugged me, just ask them all."