Page 17 of Devil's Sinner
“I do know my place.” I tried to push myself up to my feet, but Connor walked over and put his foot on my injured wrist. “Ow, fuck!”
“Obviously not, which is why you’re going to be punished.” Connor locked his eyes on mine and continued plucking the leaves until the branch was bare, then he swung it in the air a couple of times before pointing to a dusty table in the corner of the room. “I’m going to remove my foot from your wrist and you’re going to bend over that table for your whipping.”
“Like hell I am!” I glared at him and grimaced as he twisted his foot on my wrist.
“You will, dear Violet. Just like the good girl Devlin taught you to be. Otherwise, I’m going to whip you right here on the floor until you can’t fucking move.” His lips twisted into the sickest smile I had ever seen him wear and he lifted the branch. “Maybe I’ll break your wrist first as punishment for hitting me.”
Connor started grinding his shoe against my wrist and I realized he was serious. He would actually do it. “Okay!” I squealed and tears dampened my eyes.
The water I drank replenished me enough to cry. What a sadistic twist of fate. I needed whatever strength I could muster if I was going to try and escape again. I couldn’t let Connor break my wrist.
“What will it be, dear Violet?” Connor narrowed his eyes. “Are you going to take your whipping and show me that you still remember how to be a good little girl?”
“Yes,” I groaned, his shoe continuing to grind into my wrist.
I was defeated. I fought with everything I had and it wasn’t enough. Connor slowly pulled his foot away from my wrist and I rubbed it as I rose to my feet. He kept his distance, but he stayed between me and the door. He wasn’t going to give me another chance to run.
The branch was as thick as his thumb on the bottom where he gripped it and slender on the tip. He swung it a couple of times in the air and I winced. It was going to hurt, probably more than Devlin’s whip. Devlin didn’t swing his whip with malice. I doubted Connor was going to use his switch with any semblance of mercy.
“Get over the table. Now!” Connor pointed with the switch.
I didn’t move as fast Connor would have liked. The switch landed across the back of my thighs as soon as I was facing the table. It stung and caused me to jump, but it was barely a taste of what he had planned for me. The table was dusty and disgusting, but I bent across it until my nipples were pressed against the wood.
“When you defy me, dear Violet…” Connor walked up behind me and tapped my ass with the switch. “I have to punish you.”
The switch made a swish noise in the air as he brought it down on my ass and I heard the sound of it cracking against my skin a split second before the pain registered.
Five lashes were delivered in quick succession.
Connor didn’t even give me a second to catch my breath before the switch stung my skin again. He was relentless and hungry for my suffering. I kept my jaw tight through every tremble and every primal need to scream. I refused to give him the satisfaction of an audible response, even when my eyes betrayed me and tears flowed down my face like rain.
“You’ll learn to obey!” He practically yelled and the switch never stopped coming as he spoke. “You’llbegto call me Master!
Never.
“You’ll swallow my cock and every hole willachefor it!” Connor’s ferocity reached the point where he was just spitting his words as the switch swished through the air and tore at my skin.
Never.
“You will forget the name Devlin Windsor. I will be the only Master you know!”
Never.
My whole body shook with torment but my defiance held on. My lips stayed sealed. Connor could punish me. He could hurt me. He would neverownme. He would never have the satisfaction of watching me break.
“Saypleaseand this will stop, dear Violet!” Connor made the switch land with as much malice as he could muster.
Never.
Connor whipped me until my ass and the back of my thighs were on fire, but I held my tongue. Until one final lash caused the wood to splinter. He threw the broken switch down on the table and grabbed me from behind.
I still didn’t know why he was so determined not to take what he wanted until I gave it to him, but that point of resistance was all I could hold on to. The whipping didn’t erase the hope. I escaped once. I would do it again.
“Fine, have it your way.” He pulled me towards the ropes. “I’m not even going to give you a chance to sign my fucking contract today. You haven’tearnedit.”
Was he afraid of another rejection? Had my defiance wounded him? I prayed that was the case. If my suffering could bruise his ego and damage his pride, then every swing of that switch was worth the agony. I was too weak to stand when Connor got me to the ropes--too weak to fight, even if it would have helped. All I could do was let him tie me up again and wait until I had the strength to battle the ropes one more time.
“Lights out, dear Violet.” He tied the blindfold across my eyes so tight I couldn’t even see the shimmer of light around it. “The next time you see the sun, you will bemine.”