~Unknown P.O.V.~
The whip crackled through the air with an ominous whoosh before it slashed flesh across my shoulder blades. I sank my teeth into my bottom lip, preventing my cries of pain. The guard grumbled in annoyance, having expected me to make some sort of sound. I would do no such thing. I would not give these sick f***s the satisfaction. He raised the whip in the air once again, before flicking it through the air until it sliced the already closed wounds. This time the whip swung around my side and the tip of it slashed my n****e open.
A soft hiss escaped my lips. I didn’t miss the way the guard's lips twisted into a sinister smirk. The sick f**k realized he COULD make me feel pain. He was pleasantly surprised by his discovery. He grabbed my shackles and flipped me aroun
