A sound cracks through the air and I flinch, realizing –
Shit, was that a whip?
I gasp and whimper when I hear it again – snap, snap –
“I didn’t want to do this, Fay,” Kent says, his voice low and – my stomach twists at the realization – pleased. “But you made me. If you’d only been obedient, I could have spared you this.”
There is silence now, and my breath comes quick and ragged, my arms trembling as I wait –
SNAP.
I let out a piercing shriek as I feels the leather whip smack against my ass. I falls forward so that my face presses against my clasped hands. I pant, my eyes flying open in shock –
The right cheek of my ass smarts and stings –
Holy f**k – did Kent seriously just –
“Get up,” he commands, but I don’t. Instead, I stay precisely where I am, staring at the floor in shock
