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fastened to could be used as a weapon. Putting all her strength into the effort, she jerked free and whipped around. The limb stuck Damek. She didn’t care where.
    “Damn stupid bitch!”
    Hook ing his foot over the rope between her ankles , he tripped her. She fell, landing on her breasts and smacking her chin. When she tried to plant her hands on the ground, he kicked her. The blows were rhythmic and slow, measured. Mostly t hey struck her ass and legs but some landed on her back while a few connected with her arms. One found the back of her head.
    “Please,” she sobbed through her gag. “Oh please.”
    “Please what?” He kicked her right thigh. “Are you begging me, bitch, are you?”
    She didn’t answer, couldn’t force out a response. Neither could she defend herself . He was leaving bruises but nothing that would leave her crippled. With little else to think about, she admitted his expertise. He could stomp her to death. Instead, he was teaching her a lesson. Exacting pain for pain’s sake .
    Someone please help me!
    “I’ll stop as soon as you beg me to,” he said conversationally. “Believe me, I can keep this up a long time because it brings me pleasure to hurt you.” He punctuated his point by forcing his shoe between her thighs and pressing against her pussy. “Your owner knows you’re going to be hurt . He’ll expect it.”
    If only she could curl into a ball! Protect herself somehow.
    But she couldn’t.
    “Please,” she hissed into the ropes in her mouth . “Please don’t hurt me anymore.”
    “Beg , slut .” The pressure against her sex increase d .
    “Forgive me, please.”
    L augh ing, he grabbed her hair. “Forgive me, M aster. I want to hear you say it.”
    No! Anything but that! “I’m sorry , M aster.”
    “What? I can’t hear you.”
    Her jaw ached from grinding down on the rope, but the pain in her throbbing body was even worse. “Please forgive me, M aster.”
     
    Shari’s body was still a mass of pain when Damek haul ed her through a side door and into a large room with a rock fireplace and paneled walls . She’d never hurt like this , never . H er stepfather had ruled with an iron hand, but she’d learned to stay out of his way. Today t here was no running .
    “Where we are doesn’t matter,” Damek said in the conversational tone she knew not to trust. “It isn’t as if you’re going to be inviting any of your friends here.” He chuckled. “For the record, security cameras recorded our a rrival . If it had been an unfamiliar or unanticipated vehicle—well, that’s something else you don’t need to concern yourself with . I strongly suggest you take close note of your surroundings because the more you comprehend, the sooner you’ll accept that the life you had up until today no longer exists.”
    Don’t say that! I can’t handle it.
    Stopping, Damek hauled her close via the rope around her neck . Hi s body heat invaded her . Grasping her shoulders again , he spun her a round and did something to the rope behind her head. T o her relief, t he pressure against her mouth relaxed, leaving wet rope sticking to the corners. She started to push it out only to stop . Mayb e she should have waited for permission .
    No!
    The need to work her mouth about was too strong to ignore . Besides, he’d let go of her, and with the small freedom came courage and determination. Silently cursing him , she spit out the rope. It fell to the hardwood floor . If she had back use of her legs , she’d stomp the damn thing .
    “Well, what do you think of it?”
    “It?”
    His exasperated sigh said he question ed her intellect. “Our surroundings . I want you to describe what you see.”
    Despite the casual tone, she couldn’t think how to begin . If she had no choice in this simple matter, what else was out of her hands? At least she could speak. I f someone entered the room, she’d beg for help.
    Or did she dare?
    “Damn it, why do you think I’m letting you talk!” He