Alice hissed and squirmed, too proud to utter the screams that would reward Fro’s cruelty. She knew that her gyrations only made her bottom a more appealing target, yet she was unable to control herself.
“Come on b***h! Scream! You know you want to, and we want to hear it!”
When she finally gave voice to her distress, however, it wasn’t a surrender to pain but an expression of outrage.
“Stop it! I can’t take it any more! I’m not kidding! I just want to wake up now!”
Her pleas only inspired laughter as the paddle settled into a steady, relentless rhythm.
In the periphery of her anguish, Alice was still aware of Jane. The doctor was slowly circling the bench to view the performance from all sides, breathing slowly and deeply through her nose, her hand stroking unconsciously across her o
