Denae looked down at the crowd below, terrified and humiliated. She was nakedly tied to the podium, situated on her hands and knees, and they were watching, they all were watching.
Men were lined up in front of her, each waiting for her torture to begin so they could get their turn, and Zaid stood by the sidelines with his father…just watching with a sick smile on his face.
‘BEAT HER!’
‘F*CK HER!’
‘I WANT A TURN TOO!’
The crowd was going wild, none came in peace, they all wanted to see her suffer, just like her mother did. Her hands and her knees were aching immensely, and her heart was pounding in her head. She was scared, she’d never been this scared in her entire life.
“P-Please…” She begged. “Please have m-mercy…I-I’ll…I’m s-sorry and I…”
Jerald stepped up onto the podium and h
