Page 44 of Aurelian Prisoner

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Allie

Oh, Gods.

Thick steel tentacles stretch out from the wall. They’re like the ones from the humiliating medical exam all over again. Two of them wrap around my arms, holding them so tightly I won't be able to protect my backside from what’s about to happen.

Another two steel tentacles wrap around my legs, and then they shift – forcing me to bend over forward and shove my ass out behind me.

Like this, my ass is up in the air – fully exposed to those three brutal beasts.

Footsteps echo across the floor.

Hadrian.

I know it's him already. He's the most brutal of the three. He’d be the one who took most delight in punishment.

The strands of the whip brush against my ass. Then, his huge hands rip my clothes away from me. I gasp as cool air suddenly chills my bare backside. I'm now completely exposed – my ass and pussy arched up obscenely, presented to the alien warrior like a prize.

I cling to one single idea – one thing to maintain my sanity…

If Hadrian can resist me like this, he could resist anything.

I’m gambling that he can’t.

Once again, the trailing tendrils of the whip brush across my body. The whip has four, short strands to it – all of which Hadrian trail across my ass and even let graze my pussy. I shudder, helpless to move against the steel restraints. Gods – to my shame, amoanleaves my mouth. My cheeks turn bright red.

"I could gag you, Allie Tabber,” Hadrian growls, “but Iwantto hear you whimper. You know what you did, Allie. Technically, this punishment is for your escape attempt... Technically, this is to punish you for sabotage…”

I hear the rattle of Hadrian’s lust-filled voice.

“But you ruined the lives of three Aurelians, Allie. The truth is – youdeserveto suffer."

But it sounds like Hadrian isn’t trying to convince me – buthimself.

Part of me longs to tell him that I only did what Ihadto do – to try and save my sister – but I know now is not the time. Now is the time to let him have a clear mind about what he wants to do to me...

Punish me.

I bite my lip. If I want him to lose control, I need him to think with his cock – not his mind.

I try not to let my voice crack as I murmur: "You don't scare me, Hadrian. You think women are whimpering little cowards? There's nothing you can do to me that will make me respect you, you oversized pig!"

I hear the hiss of the whip a heartbeat before I feel it.

Then, the pain hits.

Red, hot magma blossoms across my right ass cheek – or, at least, that’s what itfeelslike.

I squeeze shut my eyes against the pain, fighting to keep control. Ican'tgive Hadrian the satisfaction of crying out.

But… Fuck!

Fuck!Just one hit of the whip and already my legs are shaking and my ass is onfire.

There are still nineteen strikes left to go. Even if I have any skin left on my ass by the time they’re over, there's no way I’ll still have any fight left in my body.

I clench my fists, forcing my nails into the flesh of my palms.

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