Magisterial • z.m.

xvi

Ivory's pov.

As soon as Zayn left, he left me thinking.

"Fuck, I need to get out of here" I said as I was trying to find a way out.

But there seemed to be none.

Instead, I had to sit back and wait till the idiot came back.

I suddenly heard a noise.

Someone was opening the door.

It appeared to be Niall, he had a tray in his hands.

"This is your food I had to deliver" he told me while giving me the tray of food through a tiny door.

"Hey! Wait, what did you mean by the charming one; the other day?" I asked him, still dying of curiosity.

"You'll see sooner or later" he said as he was leaving.

"Oh, and by the way Ivory?"

"Yes?"

"The prince will be down here in a minute" he said as he closed the door behind him.

Well shit.

Here goes nothing.

A few minutes later, the asshole enters the cellars.

"I'm afraid darling, I'm going to have to punish you for what you did"

"Go fucking head"

He walked to a near dresser, unlocking it, to reveal torture elements.

He grabbed a leather stick, which I'm guessing to smack me.

He then, came to unlock my cage.

Here's your chance Ivory. My conscious told me.

As soon as I sprinted to run he grabbed me by the arm and pulled back, to only be thrown on the floor.

"Now, now, now, you don't want to do that; now do you?"

I stayed quiet.

"I guessed not. Now darling, I'm to hang you by the wrists" he said as he grabbed me and wrapped my wrist around a rope, that was hanging from the ceiling.

I was pulled off an inch from the ground.

He then, pulled my pants down.

"Count with me"

One smack.

"One" he said.

"One" I struggled to say from the sensation that I was feeling.

Two smacks.

"Two" he stated calmly.

"Two"

Three smacks.

"Three" he stated

"Three" I once again struggled to say.

Four smacks.

"Four"

"Four" I have had enough.

"This is the biggest one darling, so hold on" he said as he hit me the hardest with the leather stick.

Five smacks.

"Five"

"Five" I finally blurt out.

He began walking to the dresser to put the stick up, I assume so.

He then, walked back at my direction and untied me from my hands.

I fell straight to the ground.

"Pull your pants up" he commanded me.

"Unless you want to try something else" he suggested calmly.

I quickly pull my pants up.

He then, carried me bridal style to the cage.

He set me down gently to the ground, cause he knew how much my cheeks hurt.

"Goodbye, darling"

He then, exited out the room and I screamed out;

"Don't fucking call me that!"

God, I envied him.