HAZEL
I went still.
Not because I obeyed....at least that’s what I told myself. But because my body didn’t know what to do anymore.
Couldn’t fight.
Couldn’t run.
Could only feel..... And Axel made sure I felt everything.
I probably got lost in my own head as the pain got worse, sharp and hot across my skin, building and building until everything felt blurred at the edges. But then, suddenly.... I felt air on my behind.
Cold air. And that shocked me back into myself.
For a moment I couldn’t understand.
My head hung down toward the floor, my hair brushing the carpet, my legs pinned on the other side of his thighs. I was wearing a dress. I knew I was wearing a dress. So why… why could I feel the air?
It took me a few seconds to register the soft, humiliating drag of fabric bunched
