Chương 28: CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

Paul began to vigorously whip Laura's back without pausing. It was firm and hard that each strike tore her skin. She screamed uncontrollably, jerking in pain.

"Keep your mouth shut, bitch!" Alan yelled at her face. Paul gave her five more successful whips that caused blood to trail down her torn skin. She was sobbing now.

Alan walked to the wall and got a gag, which he strapped over her mouth to muffle her cries.

Her shrieking voice was cut off, and she was basically whimpering, fighting to break free from the role that bound her to the pole. Neither Alan nor Paul was moved by her pleas.

Natasha tried to look unmoved, void of emotion. Her body didn't react, and she watched with knee interest. Lorenzo picked traces of arousal from her heavy breathing. Safe to say, what she was watching was turning her on.