With my frightened eyes pinned under his gaze, he undid his belt in a methodical way that had no business sending shivers down my spine.
"Spread your legs, Rali," he dictated.
My brows cinched together in disbelief. I was already naked! Did he really expect me to expose 'myself' to him? To assist in my own humiliation?
I'd only hesitated for three seconds, yet it provoked a snap from his whip.
I screamed as I flailed in bed, yanking at the cuffs in desperation even though I knew they wouldn't give an inch. The part of my thigh where the whip had struck burnt like hot candle wax had been spilled on it.
I didn't hesitate to push my legs open this time, my shame being numbed by the pain he'd inflicted. Humiliation had never felt so physical.
I opened my eyes to see him staring betwe
