Entrapped To Alien Lords Free chapter novel Chapter 33

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Master Damien walked us into a part of the compound I'd never been in before. He led me up a ramp and attached my wrists above my head to a wide wooden post. My breasts were forced against the grain of the wood and wrapped around either side of it. I was glad for the leather cover. Rubbing my mound on the wood would have been uncomfortable.

Master Evan braided my hair and moved it so it hung over my shoulder. He had tied it with a thick leather strap that weighted it down. I guessed getting your hair caught in a whip was miserable. After they were done, they all left.

I stood with my head against the wood and waited for forever. I felt the sun as it changed position and rose through the sky. Warriors and their slaves must have been wandering through the courtyard. Several men threw taunts at me daring me to look at them. I'd learned my lesson on that front, my eyes stayed closed.

The excitement in the yard grew as the hour got later. It sounded like more and more people were coming and less were leaving. Peaking through mostly closed lids I saw a yard full Warriors. Some had slaves, some didn't, but they all looked like they were there for a party.

I knew the main event was coming when the yard got quiet. No one ever talked when the General was around. I tried to remember that breathing technique Rose had talked about. It seemed like I was just hyperventilating right now. When a hand moved down my back, I flinched.

The General spoke from behind me, "Slave, you took twelve steps away from your Masters after they told you to come. I will administer a lash for each step you took. Think of each lash as a footfall and remember this next time you decide not to listen," he said.

Rose was right, I thought, time to breath through the pain. The sound of the whip cutting the air was electric. It cracked across the left side of my back and I was too shocked to scream. The pain was enormous. There was the burn along the length rapidly followed by the deep ache. A cheer went up from the Warriors.

I thought of Rose's face behind my closed eyes and tried to imagine her coaching me on my breathing. I should have counted the blows, but I didn't think about it quickly enough. Before I knew it, my nose was running and tears were dripping off my face. I tried not to scream and not to panic. Focus on the steady in out of the breath, think about Christof, how he was worth it.

I lost control at some point and the first scream came out. The General had laid the whip across a mark he had already made. The torture was unbearable. My legs weren't holding me up anymore and I sagged against the bonds at my wrists. I tried to get my composure back, but it was too late.

The next lash was delivered on fresh skin, but it didn't matter. I couldn't stop the shriek of pain. I pressed my face against the wood and breathed in the scent. Before I could rearrange my focus the next lash came. My cry was muffled by the post.

My back was on fire. I didn't know how much more I could take when Master Damien called a halt to the General. Fighting for some amount of dignity I tried to stand, my back just hurt so much. I couldn't tell what part felt worse. It all just felt like an inferno.

As my hands were lowered from the posts I stifled a scream, moving was unthinkable. I partly walked and partly was dragged back down the ramp. Hands held me under my arms. I just prayed they wouldn't touch my back.

The hands supporting me dropped me into a kneeling position on a pad. I sat there dazed, as the tears and snot were cleaned off my face. My whole body was wet with sweat and they also attempted to clean some of that.

I heard Rose's voice in my mind and I tried to regain some composure through breathing. It worked somewhat. The pain was still near unbearable, but at least I could focus on what was going on around me.

I heard Master Damien call my name and I looked blearily up at him. He was standing several feet away looking imposing with his arms crossed. All I could think was how grateful I was to him for stopping the General.

"Yes, Master Damien," I croaked out. My voice was hoarse and cracked.

"Come here, Ciara," he ordered.

It took a minute to organize my limbs, but with some assistance I got up and took three shaky steps toward him. I came to rest in front of him.

"Were those difficult steps Ciara?" he asked me.

"No, Master Damien," I said.

"Were the nine lashes you took to your back difficult?" he asked looking at me pointedly.

I didn't have to think about that at all, "Yes, Master Damien."

"Next time I tell you to come to me, I suggest you just take the steps toward me and not the lash. Do you understand?" he asked.

"Yes, Master Damien."

I knew I'd take the lashing again, I'd do it for my friend. There was absolutely no way I was going to tell Master Damien that though.

Master Evan laid my kneeling place down and I sank back into it. Master Kein put a jug of water to my lips and I drank. Other Warriors wandered over and stood talking to my owners. I stayed silent and tried to steady my breathing.

Someone commented it had taken six throws for me to start screaming. Several of the Warriors had laid money on when I would start making noise. A lot of them had lost their bets. After watching me at the posts they thought I would have cried out sooner. I'd have to give Rose credit for that.