Her Revenge and Saviour

CHAPTER THREE

“5 lashes should teach you some respect” Derrick ordered.

“But dad she called me stupid and spoilt and a b***h and she mentioned my mate” stated Amanda with a little too much glee.

“you mean lack of mate” I bit back, silently groaning when would I learn to keep my mouth shut.

“so disrespectful boys make it 10”

“daddy” she whined using her shrill tone.

“Each” he looks at Amanda and she nods her head before leaving.

“Jason give the mutt 10 lashes, Tyler when he is done give her 10 more, hopefully this will teach her some respect.” Derrick barked as he walked out of the barn.

As the first lash lands upon my back shredding my shirt I am unable to hold back my scream of pain, which is made worse by my ability to smell Jason and Tyler’s arousal at my pain. Upon completion of my punishment, I am removed from the post and dumped in a tub of salt water, making my back sting, and causing me to scream out in pain once again. After being held in for 5 minutes the boys drag me out and dump me on the ground. I go to get up when I am met with a sharp kick to the ribs as I fall to the ground they laugh.

Suddenly I feel Jason pulling at my pants and I know what is coming, as I feel my underwear tear I hear the sound of Jason’s zipper as he pulls himself free. I am yanked up onto all fours as he spits on his hand and roughly shoves two fingers inside of me causing me pain. He pumps his hand in and out of me before roughly removing it, he positions himself at my entrance and forcefully slams his full length into me at the same time Tyler is on his knees in front of me grabbing my head and forcing me to please him orally. While the r**e feels like it goes for hours it is over within 10 minutes. As the both finish they high five.

“man, Paul is going to be sad he didn’t get a turn” states Tyler.

“Well that’s what he gets for sleeping in” Jason bites back. Both of them fix their clothes and leave the barn. I lay on the ground and give into the sobs, knowing I have stuff to do I calm myself down while wishing for death inside, I pull my pants up grateful they were not torn. I glance at the clock and groan it is now 8:30 and if I do not get back to the kitchen and finishing cleaning it along with the dinning hall I’ll never catch up on my chores. You see on top of cooking for the pack and cleaning the dinning room I am responsible for making sure that each of Jason, Tyler and Paul’s bedrooms and bathrooms are clean, including doing all of their laundry.

I half run, half stumble back to my room, more an oversized closet and peeled of my ruined shirt, dressed my wounds as best as possible and put on a fresh shirt. I return to the kitchen and clean it in record time along with the dining room, thankfully no one decided to fling food at anyone else today making my task that much easier. Upon completion of this task, I went to the laundry room and put on a load of Jason’s washing, I have to say I think this is the worst chore that I have, touching that pricks dirty clothes, and his dirty sheets that are normally covered in his juices along with what ever female he decided to bed that day. I grabbed my cleaning supplies and headed up to the top floor my back protesting the whole time. I managed to finish cleaning Paul and Tyler’s rooms and scrub Jason’s bathroom and strip and remake his bed before I was interrupted.

The pit of dread returned to my stomach as I saw Jason walk in, and only worsened when I saw Tyler and Paul follow in behind him before the later closed the door.

“Ahh here’s the resident mutt” Jason stated. I bit my tongue and gathered my supplies ready to leave when I hear the lock click.

“your bathroom is clean and there are fresh sheets on the bed, I will return later to finish cleaning your room.” I said while trying to make my exit.

“No that won’t do you see Paul here missed out on this morning fun.” Drawled Jason.

Before I knew it, the three of them had crossed the room and as Jason struck me across the face Paul and Tyler grabbed me.