A Broken Young Lord

The thick, hot air within the chamber tensed with expectancy, as if it could sense the impending storm about to unfold. 

Asher, his eyes glinting with unmistakable intention, wielded a bucket brimming with a mysterious potion and 2 nipple clampers in his hand.

"Don't you dare!" Edmund cried out, but it did nothing to slow down Asher's movements as he attached the two nipple clampers to Sabina's nipples.

"Ooohn~" Sabina mewled as she winced upon feeling the flesh of her hard nipples being squeezed and pinched by the clampers.

Edmund's eyes were uncontrollably twitching while feeling bewildered by the sounds his sister was making. Why wasn't she even saying anything or cursing at that dog? 

Maybe all that whipping must have rendered her weak and exhausted.

With a swift and deliberate motion, Asher upended the bucket's contents upon Sabina, making her long silver hair stick to her back.