Page 119 of Master of My Heart

“Good. You’re awake. You were sleeping so long, I was about to start without you waking up.”

“How long was I asleep?” she asked, her voice hoarse.

“Over ten hours. Terric said it would be a while, but shit. That sucked.” His face lit up with a wicked smile. “It didn’t look like very restful sleep.”

“I don’t feel rested.” She was exhausted and hurting. But there was no sympathy in his face.

Neil shrugged and pulled her into the center of the bed. He began to tie her wrists together and attach them to the top of the bed. “Master is watching,” he said, motioning to the corners of the room. Sabrina squinted and saw black things hanging from the ceiling. “Cameras. He will guide my hand so you are punished exactly as he wants.”

Sabrina looked across the room at the door, wondering if she could get away from him. But she couldn’t even get out of bed, let alone across the room. She tried to yank her hand away from Neil as he wrapped rope around her wrists, but he slapped her across the cheek and glared at her. She didn’t have the strength to fight, and he knew it.

Instead, she stared up at the cameras, pleading with her eyes to be let go. A ding came from the kitchen area, and after her arms were secured, Neil walked over to a small round wooden table in the corner. Sabrina saw a closed laptop sitting there. He lifted the top and looked at the screen, then laughed. “Master said pleading with him won’t work. He’s immune to your natural talents.”

“Natural talents?”

Another ding. “‘Don’t you know that you have the power to persuade men to do anything you want them to do?’” the man read, then looked at her.

Yes, she knew that. Ramon used it with his special guests at the compound.

Ding. “‘You are a very special girl. You can make men obey your every desire.’”

She didn’t respond and look away, tensing for another ding, but nothing came.

“I guess he’s done with the conversation for now.” The man shrugged and walked over to her. “Master says you can take quite a lot of pain. I’m looking forward to finding out exactly how much.”

“Who is your Master?” Sabrina asked. Every time Neil used the term, something inside her lurched nervously, but she had no idea why. It was if she knew she was supposed to remember, but couldn’t.

Neil paused at her ankle, mid-knot. “You really don’t remember him?”

She shook her head. Neil looked up at the camera in the corner. The computer dinged a few seconds later. He walked over to it and read. “‘I will see you soon and you will remember everything.’” Neil looked at her, eyebrows raised. “Poor, stupid girl. How could you forget someone like Master?” He looked at her with such disgust, it made her wince. He looked away and finished tying her ankles to the corners of the bed. Then he walked across the room and returned with wicked-looking nipple clamps.

She shook her head. “Please, don’t do this,” she begged. “I’ll do anything.”

“You’ll scream. That’s what you’ll do.” He pinched the ends of the clamps together to open them, revealing sharp teeth inside. “Now, let’s start with something easy, shall we?”

He attached one to each nipple and gave a tug, allowing them to dig into the skin. Sabrina gasped at the pain. After so many years of abuse, she would have thought having them on her again would be easy, but it felt like the first time all over again.

He attached chains to the end of the clamps and attached them to a bar above her head that she hadn’t noticed before. He pulled at a rope, making the bar rise into the air, stretching her nipples to their limits. She arched her back, trying to relieve some of the tension, but he just raised the bar higher.

A sob escaped her lips and she struggled to breathe, both against the pain and the uncomfortable ache in her back. And this was just the beginning. How would she endure the rest?

His footsteps echoed in the room as he walked away and returned with a cane a few agonizing minutes later. He inhaled, then slashed the cane through the air, the thin wooden stick whistling just before the sting reverberated from her breasts out to her entire body as she jerked with the pain. Over and over again, the stick whistled its taunting agony as he brought it down onto her vulnerable breasts. She screamed in pain and struggled in vain to escape its harsh punishment. Welts formed over her breasts and chest. He avoided her nipples, but it did little to mitigate the pain coursing through her body.

She bit her tongue in an effort to keep from screaming. The metallic taste of blood filled her mouth, but the pain built upon itself endlessly.

Once her breasts were covered in angry pink welts and she was sobbing, he changed out the cane for a riding crop, hitting all the sore spots repeatedly. His eyes gleamed with insanity as her body jerked with each movement. Her nipples were white with the strain of the weight of her body and movements. Blood trickled down her chest. She finally leaned her head back and screamed in fear and pain.

“Oh, darlin’, we’ve only just begun.” He pulled the chain higher and higher. She wailed as the skin pulled tighter, then finally gave way to the clamps’ sharp teeth. Sabrina’s body fell to the bed and she stared, unthinking, at her shredded nipples as the blood trickled down her breasts, leaving trails of dark red on her skin.

She began to tremble, making her breasts jiggle and increasing the pain with her own uncontrollable movements. She closed her eyes and tried to imagine she was somewhere else, anywhere but here.

A blow between her legs made her open her eyes again. Neil grinned as he slammed his hand against her pussy.

A ding sounded from the computer and he walked over to read it. He laughed and strolled back over to her. “Oh, this will be fun.” He untied her legs and flipped her onto her stomach, ass in the air and legs spread. “You keep your back arched or I’ll do it for you. He wants to see your cunt.” He retrieved the laptop and set it down next to her face. “You are to read what he types and I’ll do it.”

Sabrina stared at him, mustering every ounce of internal strength she had. “No.”

He slapped her between the legs. “Yes. Otherwise, I will go and get your friends... Jayson and Liz? Are those their names? And I will dismember them in front of you. Master said you were familiar with the process.”

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