Paul finally said, “I’ve had enough,” trying not to have a pleading tone. Ron ignored him and seemed to enjoy his squirming. He also wanted to hear more evidence of his brother's suffering and remorse for his sarcasm. This was his opportunity to firmly establish dominance over his brother and a good beating would set the standard. Paul felt searing, stabbing pain as his cheeks and thighs blistered and turned bright red and purple. He gritted his teeth and bore the excruciating pain and still the swats continued. He tried to push away from Ron’s lap, but his elbows were crammed tight to his body and his hands and forearms swung and pushed feebly. He stubbornly held on, angry that Ron wouldn't stop hurting him and angry that he couldn't get away from Ron’s strong grip. Angry that Ron had tak
