“I want you to count to ten. After each strike, I want to hear a number. If that doesn’t happen, you will receive an additional strike.”
I sobbed. I was finally overwhelmed by a wave of despair, and I realized there was nowhere to run.
Hearing my sobs and breathing, the Master decided to calm me down. He walked around me and touched my face with the belt, lifting it.
“Don’t be afraid. This is not a punishment. I want you to trust me and try to focus on what you feel.”
I felt two things: fear and despair. Trusting a man who was about to beat me with a belt was difficult.
Master Alex took a few steps behind me, and I felt the cold leather of the belt touch my legs. A shiver of arousal ran through my body. Every touch of the belt was gentle and sweet. I closed my eyes and relaxed, feelin
