His stare became darker.
“So tell me,” he sneered, “what do you think your reward will be?”
I swallowed hard, a shiver crawling down my spine.
“I don’t think I’m getting a reward,” I muttered. “So I plead the Fifth.”
He smirked coldly before wrapping his fist in my hair and yanking me to my feet. I winced, pain shooting across my scalp. I was already in trouble, so I held nothing back.
“Ouch! You fucking rotten bastard! Let me go!”
His laugh was low, and evil as he dragged me toward the bed. I twisted, clawing at the hand tangled in my hair, thrashing my body to break free.
“You like it rough, huh, princess?”
Before I could throw a comeback, he hauled off and smacked me across the mouth. My vision blurred, ears rang, and my lips throbbed.
“Bend over the fucking bed. Now!!!! I’ve had it with you!”
I staggered, still lightheaded from the blow, but I could feel the rage burning behind my dazed eyes.
I leaned over the bed, but not without a fight. Struggling, I tried to wriggle away, but it was useless. He wrapped his hand around my windpipe just above my collar, squeezing until I almost passed out. I was gasping and panting. He finally let go before I saw black. I was choking and trying to gulp air into my lungs. Before I got my bearings, I felt the sting of a belt across my bottom.
I screamed, not expecting the brutal blow.
"Hold on to the post, you little bitch. If you keep up your shit, I will beat you within an inch of your life!"
I was still dazed and confused as the strap came down repeatedly on my sore ass. I tried to zone out and float, butI couldn't this time. The tears pricked my eyes as I cried out every time he whacked me. He held nothing back.
Whack, whack, whack, whack.
I finally begged him to stop.
"Please, please…I've had enough. Please stop! You're killing me!"
His voice was icy, uncaring and pure evil.
"From now on, you will not challenge my authority because the next time, I will break both of your legs. You may be worth some money, but I'll be damned if I will put up with anymore of your shit."
He continued swinging the belt until I collapsed. I couldn't hold on to the bedpost any longer.
I was a shattered mess, left sobbing in a heap on the floor.
He broke the skin. I felt the sticky wetness on my battered flesh. He crouched beside me with a cold, calculating expression on his face.
He reached out and patted the top of my head.
"Now, when I tell you to do something, you will obey, right, princess?"
I curled into the fetal position, sobbing.
"Y..yes." Was all I could muster.
He smiled and then picked me up from the floor. He placed me on the bed, stomach down.
He beckoned Becca and Layla from the kitchen.
"Clean her injuries. Then bring her to the table so she can have breakfast. Unfortunately, she will be out of commission for more training today, so she will go back intothe cage, and you two will come with me to the red room after we eat."
