Chapter 54
Dinner felt like it lasted forever. I barely touched the food on my plate. Every time I moved, the thin white dress rubbed against the fresh welts on my breasts and thighs. The pain was sharp and constant, a reminder of Kane’s belt. I kept my eyes down on the table, but I could feel him watching me the whole time.
Kane ate slowly, like he had all night. He cut his steak into small pieces and chewed with calm bites. Between bites he talked.
"You sit so pretty now," he said. "All cleaned up and quiet. But I know what is really happening inside that head of yours. You are thinking about them. Wondering if they are still alive. Wondering if they are coming to save their little breeding slut."
I stayed silent. My hands trembled in my lap.
He took another sip of wine. "They are a
