Chapter 32

“Screaming on three?” Gideon clicked his tongue. The small sound didn’t mask the fresh crack of the whip as it snapped along the left side of his back, though. Another pained cry split the air. “Remind me to get one of these little babies for back home.”

Jesse screamed on five, too. And he didn’t know how he was going to make it through another five. His cock was fully erect now, but he barely even noticed, or the growing tightness of his groin. His attention was entirely focused on the way the sensation in his back had totally eclipsed pain to become something white hot and endless.

Hot blood dripped from his ass, tickling the back of his legs in droplets that were lost on six, seven, then eight. On nine, his voice broke, and he felt the distinct trickle start down his forearms as the shackles keeping his wrists secure rubbed away the skin.