CHAPTER SIX
Fate grants me the opportunity to fully indulge my passion as a flagellant far from England’s shores and I am able to secure a Confession
The interpreter brought Moon to me, wrists secured behind her back and ankles tied in such a way that her bare feet could only shuffle along. This was a moment I had anticipated keenly, having her at my mercy in a place where I had access to the instruments I could use with my customary finesse.
We bound her to the flogging horse which I had designed in imitation of those in the London whorehouses but without the leather padding. She was tied tightly in place with more of the reeds and grasses, which seemed tough enough for the task. In was an ungainly, humiliating position for her, bottom up-turned, thighs opened so that we could see the
