The girl knelt down in front of him, lowering her head, only occasionally glancing at the man, gentl
The girl knelt down in front of him, lowering her head, only occasionally glancing at the man, gently, faithfully, her hands calmly lie on her knees. She is ready to accept everything from him, endure pain, any order, she listens to his slow steps, feels him behind her back, and behold, black silk tightly closes her eyes, steel envelops her hands, she rises slowly from her knees, carried away by her Master, she is not afraid, her hands stretch up, are chained and, behold, her body is tense like a string, taut, her breath is cut off, he walks around her, she hears a quiet sound of a whip cutting through the air, freezes and .. A blow, bright, juicy, she just shuddered, trying to guess where the next one would come and … another one, just above the first, laid down in an even stitch, a light moan escaped the girl, twitched a little, followed by a third, fourth, she quietly counted the blows, five, seven, her body was almost limp, she seemed to be between the sky and at the same time there, tied with a rope to a hook in the wall, the account of time and blows was lost. Finally, he released her, holding the girl’s weak body, pressed her to him, quietly stroking her hair, kissing her on the cheek, collecting a salty tear, the girl’s eyes looked at her Master, shining and a little foggy…SD.Tales of the Dragon -- source link