Part 58 (2/2)
”Oh Liz,” Christi sighed. ”What did she do? If I'm allowed to ask.”
”She was supposed to be where Sheila is.”
”Elizabeth, honey. You know he'll make you do it anyway.”
”I. I know,” the girl whispered in my arms.
I released the nude woman in my arms. ”Kneel.”
She scrambled to obey, already afraid of her punishment that she'd been unable to avoid so far. I gazed into her soft face, brus.h.i.+ng at her hair that curled around her face.
”Now, Elizabeth, you get an extra torment.”
She just hung her head, not wanting to know. Not even knowing what brought this latest torment on.
”You get to choose a girl to join you in your punishment. We don't want you to suffer alone, now do we?”
She looked up in horror, realizing what I was asking of her.
”Oh G.o.d. Please no. Just me. Don't punish anyone else. G.o.d. They haven't done anything.”
”I have half a mind to just punish two of the others and make you watch what you caused.”
”Oh G.o.d. You b.a.s.t.a.r.d. You can't do that.”
”Actually, I can. But I think it would be much more effective if I punish two girls with you being one of them.”
Tears began to run down her face. ”Oh no. Please no. I'll take whatever you want. Just punish me. Twice if you have to. They don't deserve it. It was me. Not them. Please, have some pity. They'll hate me. Oh G.o.d ...” she broke down to sobs at this point, her hands softly fighting the restraints on her. Wanting to strike out at me, but unable. I let her cry for a while until she calmed a bit.
”Elizabeth, you should think about these things before disobeying.”
”Jesus Christ. It's not fair. We. I. Please. What can I do to stop this? I'll be good. I'll beg to have s.e.x with Amy. All of them. Anything. You don't need to punish anyone else. Oh G.o.d. We're not animals. We're people. Please. We all have feelings. I don't like it, but I'll let you punish me. Even that's not fair. All I wanted was to be free. I just didn't want to have s.e.x with Amy. That's not that unreasonable. I. Please. Not anyone else. I'll do what you want.” Her tears were falling uncontrollably down her soft face.
”I want you to choose someone else to join you. If you don't choose, I'll pick for you, and all five of you will get punished. Or I'll punish you until you pick someone.”
”Oh G.o.d. I can't. I can't.”
”I'll make it easier on you. I don't want to untie Amy, and Sheila really isn't ready for the punishment I have in mind for you. So that just leaves either Christi or Jane.” Both girls s.h.i.+fted uneasily on the floor, but knew that one of them was getting punished, essentially for nothing. But they'd accept it easier than Elizabeth was going to have a time choosing.
”You are such a b.a.s.t.a.r.d.”
Jane spoke up quietly from the floor. ”Elizabeth, honey. Listen to him. Choose one of us and get it over with. It's going to happen anyway, and we're not going to hate you, no matter who you choose. We know who's hurting us and it isn't you. Relax. Pick me. I don't mind.”
Christi swallowed hard and spoke in a small voice as well. ”Elizabeth, sweety. I don't mind either.”
Elizabeth looked up miserably at me, tears rolling down her face.
”I can't,” she cried pitifully towards me. ”Please don't make me do this. They're the only friends I have.”
”Elizabeth, would you rather I crop your b.r.e.a.s.t.s?”
She hung her head and nodded.
”You realize that I'll crop them until you decide.”
She nodded again miserably.
Jane lowered her head and spoke softly. ”Please, Elizabeth, you don't have to go through that. I'll do it. I'll be your punishment partner. Please.”
Elizabeth looked up and thrust her chest out towards me.
”Elizabeth, you don't want to do this.”
”I'll hold still. Maybe this will lessen what comes later.”
”It won't.”
”I'll chance it. Can a slave scream?”
”You're not going to be able to hold it in. I promise you.”
She tried to control her fear and her tears, her hands weakly pulling at the steel behind her.
”Christi? Can you get the crop for me?”
”Please no. You don't have to do this. Elizabeth, please. For us. We don't want to watch this. Just choose one of us. We don't mind. Honestly.”
Elizabeth just shook her head. Seeing this, Christi sighed heavily, trying to control her own tears and retrieved the crop from the pack. As she approached she still tried to avoid this.
”Elizabeth, please.”
”Christi, I can't.”
”You will anyway. Just pick one of us. Now. Your b.r.e.a.s.t.s. It's going to hurt.”
I held out my hand. I watched as Christi seriously considered slicing my hand with the crop, but thought better of it. She placed it gently in my hand and glumly turned herself away. She padded back to her spot on her bare feet and knelt, her clothes rustling as she moved. If Elizabeth picked Christi, she was going to lose those clothes and she knew it.
”Ready?” I whispered to Elizabeth.
She nodded, holding her breath. I glanced over to Sheila and Amy. They had stopped again, and were watching the show with Elizabeth in morbid fascination. Softly I spoke to them. ”You two girls want to feel this thing too?”
Sheila paled and dove back to her task. Within moments, the two girls were moaning again, though I don't really know if it was in ecstasy or humiliation. I'd put my money on humiliation.
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