30. No escape

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Okay listen...listen. So remember how I said that this story would be BDSM at times? Yeah this is one of those times.

So if you can't handle it get the fuck out.

That includes you creeping people who just read and never vote.

Seriously if you think it'll offend just don't read it because I'm tired of getting reported.

Oh and vocabulary lesson!

A flogger a whip, a stick, It has a tassel like thing on it and it is used for pleasure and punishment.

Sophia's POV

Abel was hovering over me just looking at me.

The look he was giving me was driving me crazy. The anticipation could drive me insane.

He smiled at me.

"Abel... what are you doing ?"

"Thinking."

"Now is the time to think?"

His smile got bigger.

"I'm thinking about what I'm going to do with you. But I think I know now. You see... you've been a bad girl, haven't you?"

I nodded my head looking up at him.

He got down to my level.

"I didn't ask for you to nod, I asked for you to speak. Now... answer the question."

"Yes I have."

"Mmmm....and bad girls receive punishment."

Abel got off the bed and walked over to the other side of the bed.

"You shouldn't have tempted me Sophie."

I heard the drawer open and close.

When he turned around he was holding a flogger.

He fiddled with the tassels on it and walked closer to me.

"A man can only take so much Sophia."

He cast his hand back and hit me with the tassels.

He dragged it back and forth across my stomach and I moaned.

The pain was being soothed by the feeling of the leather tassels rubbing me.

"Oh Abel..."

"Don't speak Sophia. I don't want to hear you talk okay? It's been a long week and all I wanna do is dominate you... without a word. So speak when spoken to."

I nodded my head and he smiled at me before he struck me with the flogger again.

"Roll over."

I rolled on my stomach and within seconds I felt the flogger strike my ass.

I winced in pleasure as my body vibrated.

He ran the tassels across my ass again.

I moaned again.

"Oh you like that?"

I didn't say anything in hopes that he'd strike me again. And he did.

"Ahh! Ugh..."

"Speak. Speak when spoken to."

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