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two of them . That left him with a multi-fingered leather lash.
She barely saw the blow coming, had no way of escaping it. The strand s struck her midriff. Shriek ing, she wrenched to the left , hampered by h er hobbled ankles. “Clumsy bitch,” Reno said as he whipped her buttocks. Pain exploded. Desperate to keep an eye on him , she hopped back around toward him. The third blow landed on her right breast. Beyond comprehending, she stared at her wounded flesh.
“Please, please no!”
“We can’t get the bit in her mouth soon enough.” Cocking his arm, Reno struck her left breast. “Listen to me, slave. You scream when I say you can. Otherwise, you stay the hell quiet.”
Beyond questioning the insanity of what she was doing, she fought her hobbles and overhead chain. Laughing, he followed her, repeatedly whipping her throbbing breasts .
This wasn’t happening , and yet it was. A man was beating her. Relentlessly. Endlessly. Searing her everywhere. She didn’t know why, didn’t dare ask, somehow had to keep from screaming because if she did he might whip her to death.
She didn’t realize it at first, but he was herding her in clockwise circles. T he chain running up from her collar twisted tighter and tighter until she was forced onto her toes. Feeling stupid and even more trapped, she tried reversing direction. A blow approximately every two seconds measured her progress. Her breasts were on fire , her back felt flayed, and her legs—was he reserv ing the cruelest blows for them ?
Hissing and wheezing, she uselessly fought her world. Sweat ran off her. H er shorts clung to her , t he crotch fabric bunch ing against her sex. Out of the corner of her eye she s potted Damek through a red film . Earlier he’d looked at her as if she was n’t human . Now a dark light had transformed his gaze. He wasn’t just a bystander . S eeing her being whipped turned him on.
Defeated and exhausted, she stopped trying to get away . Her entire body shook . S he had no idea where she did or didn’t hurt. Maybe the whip had lit fires everywhere. She tried to hold her head up, but it was so heavy. Besides, she was afraid to look into the ir eyes again.
“Lesson one, slave.” Turning the whip around, Reno jammed the handle into the space between her abused breasts. “I’d tell you it wasn’t so bad but we both know that ’s a lie. ” The pressure increased until she had no choice but to shuffle back. She’d tugged on her wrist restraints the whole time she was being beaten and knew she couldn’t free herself. Why then was she still trying?
Maybe because that was the only thing she could do.
“Let me spell it out . ” Reno spoke slowly as if trying to make his point with someone he considered stupid. “I beat you for two reasons. The first is so you’ll understand who is in charge. The second is because I get off on this particular chore .” Stepping back, he cocked his arm and slashed both breasts at once. The awful pain knocked her off balance. She was choking by the time she got her feet back under her.
“There’s another aspect to pain,” Damek said. Despite how wrecked she felt, she knew she had to listen . “ It serves as a connection to another sensation, a much more pleasurable one. Unfortunately, you aren’t ready to experience that yet.”
She didn’t know when Damek had joined his fellow torturer, but it didn’t matter. Only an end to pain did. That and trying to comprehend why this was happening.
“Damn but you stink.” Grabbing her chin, Damek glared at her.
“It won’t be the last time,” Reno said.
Reno could use a drink. Granted it was n’t yet cocktail hour , an d he never indulged in the middle of a training session, but the early days of working with a new slave were intense. A little whiskey would make things even more pleasurable.
The slave had obviously learned her first lesson as witness by how eas ily they’d led her into the cleaning area. He’d debated
She barely saw the blow coming, had no way of escaping it. The strand s struck her midriff. Shriek ing, she wrenched to the left , hampered by h er hobbled ankles. “Clumsy bitch,” Reno said as he whipped her buttocks. Pain exploded. Desperate to keep an eye on him , she hopped back around toward him. The third blow landed on her right breast. Beyond comprehending, she stared at her wounded flesh.
“Please, please no!”
“We can’t get the bit in her mouth soon enough.” Cocking his arm, Reno struck her left breast. “Listen to me, slave. You scream when I say you can. Otherwise, you stay the hell quiet.”
Beyond questioning the insanity of what she was doing, she fought her hobbles and overhead chain. Laughing, he followed her, repeatedly whipping her throbbing breasts .
This wasn’t happening , and yet it was. A man was beating her. Relentlessly. Endlessly. Searing her everywhere. She didn’t know why, didn’t dare ask, somehow had to keep from screaming because if she did he might whip her to death.
She didn’t realize it at first, but he was herding her in clockwise circles. T he chain running up from her collar twisted tighter and tighter until she was forced onto her toes. Feeling stupid and even more trapped, she tried reversing direction. A blow approximately every two seconds measured her progress. Her breasts were on fire , her back felt flayed, and her legs—was he reserv ing the cruelest blows for them ?
Hissing and wheezing, she uselessly fought her world. Sweat ran off her. H er shorts clung to her , t he crotch fabric bunch ing against her sex. Out of the corner of her eye she s potted Damek through a red film . Earlier he’d looked at her as if she was n’t human . Now a dark light had transformed his gaze. He wasn’t just a bystander . S eeing her being whipped turned him on.
Defeated and exhausted, she stopped trying to get away . Her entire body shook . S he had no idea where she did or didn’t hurt. Maybe the whip had lit fires everywhere. She tried to hold her head up, but it was so heavy. Besides, she was afraid to look into the ir eyes again.
“Lesson one, slave.” Turning the whip around, Reno jammed the handle into the space between her abused breasts. “I’d tell you it wasn’t so bad but we both know that ’s a lie. ” The pressure increased until she had no choice but to shuffle back. She’d tugged on her wrist restraints the whole time she was being beaten and knew she couldn’t free herself. Why then was she still trying?
Maybe because that was the only thing she could do.
“Let me spell it out . ” Reno spoke slowly as if trying to make his point with someone he considered stupid. “I beat you for two reasons. The first is so you’ll understand who is in charge. The second is because I get off on this particular chore .” Stepping back, he cocked his arm and slashed both breasts at once. The awful pain knocked her off balance. She was choking by the time she got her feet back under her.
“There’s another aspect to pain,” Damek said. Despite how wrecked she felt, she knew she had to listen . “ It serves as a connection to another sensation, a much more pleasurable one. Unfortunately, you aren’t ready to experience that yet.”
She didn’t know when Damek had joined his fellow torturer, but it didn’t matter. Only an end to pain did. That and trying to comprehend why this was happening.
“Damn but you stink.” Grabbing her chin, Damek glared at her.
“It won’t be the last time,” Reno said.
Reno could use a drink. Granted it was n’t yet cocktail hour , an d he never indulged in the middle of a training session, but the early days of working with a new slave were intense. A little whiskey would make things even more pleasurable.
The slave had obviously learned her first lesson as witness by how eas ily they’d led her into the cleaning area. He’d debated
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