Whispered Promises

“The next four are for speaking to others.”

When Brie saw Mary tense, her heart broke.

This was all her fault. She had tried twice to get the girls’ names while they were bathing her, and just before she left them, she told them rescue was coming. But she hadn’t spoken four times. Had the girls added an extra one just to be cruel?

Then she remembered thanking one of the girls when she handed Brie the cover she was now wearing.

It gutted her to know Mary was paying dearly for that simple mistake. She held her breath as Mary took the four lashes in rapid succession. Unable to hold back any longer, Mary cried out in unbearable pain and then slumped against her bindings.

“Stand,” Venom barked.

When Mary didn’t respond, he walked up to her and slapped her face several times. “There’s no escaping your fate tonight.”

Holloway grinned as he watched Mary struggle to stand up. He turned to Brie, his smile growing wider. “This is all on you, songbird.”

Brie regretted begging Venom to stop as she watched him return to his stance.

“Make it extra hard,” Holloway instructed. “We don’t want this lesson to be forgotten.”

Brie’s lip trembled as Venom pulled back his arm to deliver the final lash. She glanced at the crowd who were eagerly watching Mary’s punishment. Some of the men were even stroking themselves in excitement.

It made Brie physically ill.

She lowered her eyes, but Holloway immediately reprimanded her. “Focus on your punishment, songbird.”

Brie reluctantly looked up, not wanting to cause Mary any more pain than she already had. She held her breath as Venom wound up for the final lash.

The man smiled as he released his wrath on Mary. She let out a scream that filled the room, and Brie’s back exploded in agony as if she were taking the lash herself.

Venom stepped away with a satisfied expression on his face while Brie listened to the men around her grunting in release.

Holloway put his hand on Brie’s shoulder and turned her to face the people he had invited. “Meet my new slave. As you can see, she was a willful cunt but understands her place now.”

As if to prove it, he ordered Brie, “Strip for the fine people.”

She could not risk Mary being punished anymore and slid off the garment without hesitation.

“Turn so they can see how perfect your skin is compared to your friend.”

The shame Brie experienced was overshadowed by the guilt she felt as she complied with his command.

Holloway leaned toward her and ordered, “Kiss me.”

When she heard Mary moan in pain behind her, Brie closed her eyes and pressed her lips against his without question even though her stomach twisted in response to the unholy contact.

Holloway grabbed the back of her head and kissed her harder before letting go. Brie stumbled backward, startled when she heard everyone clapping around her.

“Do you hear that?” Holloway whispered in her ear. “They approve of the change in you, songbird. Maybe we will reward them next time.”

Holloway nodded to Venom, who quickly unbound Mary. She fell into her torturer’s arms, too weak and in pain to support herself. As they passed by, Brie instinctively reached out to her.

Mary turned her head, hissing at Brie. “Stay the fuck away from me, bitch!”

Holloway teased Mary. “There’s no need for jealousy, pet. I’m man enough to satisfy you both.”

The room broke out in amused laughter at Mary’s expense.

Holloway turned to Brie and added smugly, “If there’s one thing I know, it’s how to put cunts in their place.”