Whispered Promises

Closing her eyes, Brie endured the man’s touch as he ran his hands over her breasts and belly. “I see she’s had children,” he stated with disappointment.

“Two, to be exact. It makes her a perfect candidate for tonight’s entertainment. Her mothering instincts will play well into this challenge.”

The man’s hands became more aggressive as he explored her body, looking for sensitive areas that were susceptible to pain. “Does she like the cane?”

Brie involuntarily shuddered.

Although Marquis Gray had once shown her the tool could be used for pleasure, she knew the extreme pain it could produce.

Chuckling, the man told Holloway, “I enjoyed seeing her reaction when I mentioned the cane.”

“This slave is not a masochist,” Holloway proudly informed him.

“Good.” The man cupped her chin and lifted it to study her face, murmuring, “I find that very arousing.”

“I look forward to hearing my songbird sing for you tonight.”

Holloway snapped his fingers and Venom left, returning with a rolling cart covered in a wide variety of dangerous instruments. Along with a cruel-looking cane, Brie’s eyes were drawn to the sharpened hooks and a vicious flogger made of barbed wire. Numb with fear, she stared down at all the instruments on the cart. She knew with certainty that every tool on display would be used on them tonight.

Thunder rocked the building again as the chaotic storm ramped up.

Closing her eyes, Brie stilled her thoughts. She would not let fear steal away the strength she needed to meet this trial.

When she opened her eyes again, she caught a glimpse of a shadowy figure outlined by a lightning flash just outside the window. Her heart raced as she fought to remain calm.

The old man picked up the cane, stroking it lovingly. “This is a Tohiti.” He whipped it around, cutting the air with its ferocity. “They are commonly used in prisons.”

With a gleam in his eye, he added, “It is quite heavy and causes extreme pain when applied correctly.” He grazed his hand over her bare skin. “What I like most are the permanent marks my cane leaves behind.”

The other men grunted like animals and shifted in their seats, turned on by the promise of violence.

No longer afraid, Brie met the man’s unholy gaze.

Lightning flashed above with thunder immediately following. It was so close that the entire building shook from its force.

Sir was here…