Tyler POV
I crawl back into the cement room as fast as I can, not wanting to be whipped again.
"You are going to be given a list of chores to do. It they are incomplete you will be whipped." John explains.
"Okay." I say remembering what happened the last time I didn't speak.
"Here is your first list. These all better be done today. You know the consequence." He spits.
I take the list and look over all the chores. There is so many. Its almost impossible to finish all of these.
"You have 6 hours to finish them all so I would start now." John tells me.
I rush out of the door and look at the list. Chose number one.
1. Wash all of the dishes.
I make my way to the kitchen. It can't be that many dishes. Once I get to my destination, I see that the sink is over flowing with dirty dishes. There's no space for the clean ones. Its gonna take me forever.
About 20 minute later I'm barely halfway done. I start to put some clean dishes away. I reach up to put a plate away but with my short height, I struggle and can't reach. My stubbornness takes over until I drop the plate. I cringe at the sound of shattering.
Oh shit. I think to myself.
"Tyler. What was that noise?" John asks.
"Nothing." I answer back.
I see him appear into the kitchen and his face angers once he see the broken plate on the floor.
"I'm so sorry. It was an accident I swear. Please don't hurt me." I beg.
"Get in that room now." he demands.
I scurry into the cement room. John walks in shortly after with the whip on his right hand.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to drop the plate." I say.
"Take your shirt off." he orders.
I slowly take it off not wanting an even worse punishment.
"Lay on your stomach."
I do as told.
I feel the whip come in contact with my bare back And a stinging sensation goes through my body.
"Count." he demands.
"One"
The whip comes down on me again.
"Two."
"Three."
This was continued until He got to ten whips.
"Now go and finish the rest of these chores without any problems." He says.
He left the room. I went to get up but the pain from the whips hurt too much. I couldn't move without the stinging controlling my body.
I just laid there until I forced myself to finally get up and finish the chores.
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