Chapter 5 Trapped In His Hell (2)

• Karl didn't even allow me to respond; instead, he violently dragged me toward the table in the middle of the room and slammed me down on my stomach while making sure my feet remained on the ground.
• I could feel him groping me all the way down to my nether regions. I couldn't believe what I was seeing when I opened my eyes. Karl was taking off my underwear.
• "You have a sexy ass my little bitch," Karl remarked in a lighthearted manner and then finished by giving my privates a light slap, which caused me to wince.
• Karl moved away from me by a few inches and soon returned as quickly as he had left while I remained in my position.
• I couldn't move because I was stuck so tightly and as helpless as I'd never felt before.
• He leaned in close to my face and whispered, "Your punishment will begin now, which is five lashes. You are required to count with each lash you are to receive, and if you do not, it will not be added. We would start all over again, do you understand?!!"
• I glared at him and then spat in his face. I was sure he was fuming with rage right now.
• "Your punishment has been increased by fifty percent; you will now receive ten lashes instead of five!" He declared.
• I couldn't fully comprehend his words at first until I felt the whip on my skin.
• I screamed out in pain, feeling it tearing through my flesh and I was sure it left a mark.
• A tear fell from my eye, but I did not say a word.
• I received ten lashes and I did not say even one word. I never counted and I did not beg him to stop. I felt completely helpless as I let the tears roll down my cheeks, but I didn't think I could take much more of this.
• Because of the pain's intensity, I could no longer feel my bottom, and I decided to give up my stubbornness and started counting after the eleventh blow.
• I no longer had the strength to bear it. My willpower was completely broken.
• I could swear Karl had a satisfied grin on his face; he had accomplished what he set out to do.
• I finished my spanking and count with him until we reached the end; then, he tossed the whip aside.
• "Untie the knots that are shackling me." I was in so much pain that I could not move or bear it anymore. So in order to speak, I had to support my head on the table.
• "Why on earth would I do that? We are not yet finished here." His tone was hostile.
• "What?" I was shocked beyond belief.
• He reached out and grabbed me by the restraint that he had used to tie me up, and after he did that, he pulled me closer to himself. He did this when he saw my surprise. After staring into my dead eyes, he slowly stroked the skin on my face soothingly.
• He stared at me as though contemplating something for a few seconds, then he pulled me by the restraint that tied my hands, brought me closer to him, and surrounded my waist with his hands.
• I was unable to deter him or force him to move. I had no choice but to lie there and watch him do whatever he pleased with me because I was completely helpless.
• I looked at him with my eyes swollen from crying, maybe hoping that my current state would soften his cold heart, but I was wrong as he continued to explore my body as he pleased.
• Feelings of helplessness, rage, self-loathing for having given him my heart, and regret all hovered over me simultaneously.
• On the one hand, I so desperately wanted to be able to push him away from me, but on the other hand, I loved the way he felt against my skin.
• My whole body seemed to be anticipating his touches as if it had its own independent will.
• After what seemed like an eternity, Karl freed me from my restraints, and I let out a sigh of relief as I could finally feel my hands and feet again. However, he only removed the handcuffs so that he could further confine me with his enormous hands.
• I shuddered as I felt his broad, muscular chest as he reached out from behind me for my red lacey bra, but I reacted quickly and moved his hand away from me.
• I protected my bra from potential loss by placing my hand on it.
• I took a few steps back as he maliciously scratched his chin, wondering if there was any way to get around my stubbornness.
• He must have believed that I was completely shattered.
• After looking at my face for a moment, his eyes moved down to the space between my thighs.
• I became red in the face and, while attempting to hide my embarrassment, wished I could vanish into thin air. However, the fact that he had carelessly thrown his jacket off and left it on the couch that he had been sitting on drew my attention.
• I quickly reached out my hand to grab it, then wrapped it around my waist. I gave thanks to God that it was close to me and sufficient to cover my lower body while at the same time I was attempting to fix my bra straps so that they wouldn't fall off.
• I was taken aback by the fact that Karl did not respond but instead proceeded to take a seat on the more spacious couch in the center of the room.
• He lit a cigarette and placed it between his lips before taking a puff.
• While I waited for his subsequent one, I sat quietly on the solitary sofa next to me and observed his behavior.
• After taking the last drag of smoke from the cigarette, Karl ended it by stepping on it. "Come closer!" He instructed.
• His words caused my heart to race, but he said them more calmly and soothingly this time.
• He yelled out in a booming voice, "Come close!"
• I gave my head a very slight shake.
• He heaved a sigh before finishing his sentence by restating it for the third time. "Come on, come on, I won't do anything, just come close."
• He sighed in desperation as he attempted to regain control of himself after I still refused to go to him.
• "Lavinia, you had better come closer so I don't get angry again, hmm! I warned you that I would not take any action, so hurry up and get closer." He muttered exasperatedly.
• I didn't move from where I was sitting on the sofa and didn't do what he told me to while I wrapped his jacket around me tightly.
• I finally gave in and warned him, "Okay, I'll come close, but don't do anything," hoping he would not actually do anything harmful to me.
• I got close to him in a cautious manner and then stood by his side. He gestured at his thighs, and my eyes widened in surprise. I was shocked.
• What?! Was he seriously considering having me perch on his thighs?! Undoubtedly, he was lost in a dream!
• I was going to yell at him, but when I saw how frustrated my defiance was making him, I bit my lips together instead, and then I proceeded to sit on his thighs.
• My buttocks were giving me a burning sensation, which caused me to let out a low groan.
• A very slight upward curve could be seen at the corner of his lips. He had one hand on my waist, and the other was gently stroking my cheeks. "Is there any discomfort?" he asked.
• I chose not to respond to his inquiry and remained silent. Sitting on his thighs was one thing, but talking to him was entirely different, and I had no intention of doing the latter.
• Karl hummed while he was running his fingers up my thighs, and my entire body became rigid.
• "What are you doing?" I asked in a panic, but the look in his eyes conveyed everything I required to know.
• "Oh, just chill out, sweetie. We are yet to have our first night!!"