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CHAPTER SIX
While the others were in the lounge watching the television, Dona had walked up to the secret room. She stepped over to the desk and sat down, she was about to open the book, but noticed that her hands were shaking. She had no idea why she was feeling this way, because Nathan had told her that it was her right to read the book. Then once again she put her hand close to the catch, and she heard a voice, “Do not be afraid, Donna, there is nothing that can harm you in the book, it will make your destiny clearer.”
“Is that you mother?”
“Be obedient like your brother Donna, and do as you’re told.”
Donna wiped the tear from her eye and answered “Yes mother” now with confidence she reached out to the book and opened the clasp. Then timidly she pulled the heavy cover open, and letting it sit on the desk, as she looked, she could see another envelope.
On the face was written, last will and testimony of Chrystal, Donna, Marie Metcalf. And underneath was written, for my Donna, Marie’s eyes only. Donna picked it up and broke the seal, then after taking the parchment out, read the contents. “By now Donna, Chrystal House will once more be alive, and your half brother will be at your side. You have a destiny to fulfil and you cannot flinch from it, it is in your blood to carry on from where my short life made me stop. This house has been in our family for many generations, and your daughter will be there after you. You are the custodian of the St David’s Charter House, discipline and correction. You must read the book that is now in front of you, and in the pages you will be told how to contact the brothers. They will inform you of what needs to be done, they will see to your expenses through their own agents.”
“The house is yours until you die, but you are only the caretaker, and your daughter will follow after you. You will shortly have bestowed on you a power, it is a good power that all the white witches have. This may be a shock to you, the same as it was a shock to me, when I was told the same.”
“You have been told of your inheritance, both you and Timothy will never want. By now, I know from the readings, that he has found his real soul mate, and he will be happy once more. I will always talk through Timothy, because his mind has not been hardened, and his quiet nature will not be turned.”
“I expect you have wondered where I was buried because you see no grave; the monks have placed me behind the Mirror, in a stone casket laid in state, along with your ancestors. I await your coming of age, so that I might pass on the power and sleep in peace. This book that you are about to read, is only the last year of my life, the others will be carried to my grave, and buried along side of me, they will be my testimony to my Gods.”
My love to you both, Mother.
Donna placed the parchment back in the envelope, and placed it back on the desk. She then started to read the book, thinking that it was a diary, but found it to be in the form of a story.
“He has been flogged and beat with the rattan cane, but still the evil is in his eyes, the court of St David has deliberated. The priest will be brought here in the hours of darkness, and then it is expected of you to draw the evil from his body, his sins are great, and he must pay the price for walking the dark road. This evening our agents will bring him, and we know of your power of the whip Mistress Chrystal, may your god be with you.”
Donna noticed that the writing differed from the one she was about to read now,
“Leonard was brought to me at the stroke of midnight, and as the agents of St David’s Charterhouse walked him in, I could sense the evil in him. On the cross I told them, facing his image, he must see his evil flow from his body. With that the agents walked him over to the St Georges cross and fastened his bonds, there was no struggling at his bonds, just the quiet resignation that justice was about to be carried out. The agents, with their heads bowed and covered by the red hoods on their cloaks, walked out of my workplace, they were feared to look directly at me. They knew full well, that next time it could be one of them, and they had no need to get familiar with their tormentor. I walked up to him knowing that I was safe from his evil ways, I’ve had them all, the screamers, they scream abuse trying to put their own fear on me, but I have screamed back at them, showing them that I was the one in charge of their destiny. Some have growled like a dog, showing their teeth, but like a wild dog, I have used a muzzle to keep them quiet. Then there are the ones like Leonard, quiet and watching my every movement, with his wide open eyes staring, not wishing to miss any movement I make, his type are the worst. They are fakers of pain, and after each stroke they whimper like a puppy, and in the hope that I will show them mercy, but on walking close, I can see only laughter in their eyes. Their laughter is silent, but when the night comes and they see their image, then their screams of fear can be heard only by their gods.”
“Morning comes and I see to my guest, and on seeing me he knew that there was pain to come, and he smiled a sinister smile. This one will be a hard nut to crack, they always are when they are young and strong, he is looking at me knowing that his manhood is standing proud, and hoping he will shock me, but I have seen this and worse before. My assistant asks me, if he should gag Leonard, but my answer is no, his screams must be heard by himself when the darkness arrives.”
“My assistant hands me my whip, and on receiving it I throw the tail to the front, the tail passes his feet, and I step back with arm outstretched. As I move the tail is now in line with his body, and then without warning I pull back my arm, in an instant my movement is reversed, and the sound of the whip striking his flesh is deafening. Snap! I look only to see that grin of defiance, Snap! It strikes him once more, and I see the red stripe appear across his chest, the bull whip has no friends, it treats all in the same manor. Snap! He throws his head back in a mock fright, but he is looking at me side on with a smirk on his face, his eyes wide open like pigeons eggs. Snap! His face is looking directly at me, but now he is laughing out loud, trying to provoke me into hurting him, but that is not the point of the whipping. The evil must flow out, and all the time he is not cut, it will remain in his body. Snap! The whip is striking his flesh, but the skin has not been broken, both my assistant and I know; that this is just the lull before the storm. Snap!”
“My concentration is broken by the opening of the basement door, no one dares to enter while I am delivering justice, and I turn with a scowl on my face for this blatant intrusion. But my face softens as I see his smiling face; I put down the whip and walk over to where Timothy is standing, I kiss him on the cheek and sit him on the chair, just like I have done so many times before. I walk back to the whip, and without another word I administer another six strokes. Leonard smiles are no more, but there is still no sound, and his eyes are more slanted, as if slyly working out a plan. His chest is now red because of the criss-cross of stripes mingling together, but still no cuts, because the punishment must be light for him to survive. Leonard will receive more on his back this evening, then after his meal, he will be turned to face his image. His night will be long; as he watches his body give up the evil, it will be then that he cries.”
Donna sat back trying to digest all that had been said in the book, she had felt as if she had been there with her mother. Nathan had been there, and for a fleeting second she felt cheated, and jealous of Nathan for being favoured, but then reality came back, and she realised that she must have been at school. Nathan was right, their mother never scolded him for being in her place of work, she was a loving mother, and she was nurturing his education. It was for this reason, that Nathan had no need to read the book, he had firsthand knowledge of what had taken place, and what was expected of her. She looked at her watch, and seeing that it was late, she closed the book using the will as a marker; she then stood up and walked back to the drawing room. On entering she closed the secret entrance and walked up the stairs, and at the top she walked into Nathans room.
He was on the bed facing down and Penny was rubbing oil into his back, she went to stand up, but the Mistress told her to carry on. Donna sat on Penny’s bed and looked at him, and then she said, “You know what is in the book because you were there, when it all had taken place, it is a journal of all that our mother did for the Charter House. Mother trusted you such a great deal, and not once did you let her down; she has mentioned you on the very first page.”
“As you read the book you will understand, and when you and I are alone I will try and explain what I know, but before then you must read more. She visited me on the first night, a long time after you had left the basement; her cool hand caressed my flesh, and just as Penny is doing now. Mother was taking away all my hurt, and when she left me alone once more, there was only a tingle remaining. She told me that she was looking after me, and I was not to disrespect you, I had to hold my tongue. The reason that mother speaks with me, is because there is a childlike bond between us, and a trust of loyalty to each other. There is a far greater bond between mother and you, if the book has not already told you; it will very soon do it. You have a hard life ahead of you Donna Marie, but I will stand at your side if you need comfort.”
The Mistress was about to say something, but as she looked across at him, he was asleep with a smile on his face. She then looked at Penny, and she too had a smile on her face. “Look after him Penny, because he will always look after you,” then the Mistress stood up and walked out of the room. Penny pulled a sheet over Nathan and stripped off her clothes, she slipped into the opposite bed, and while looking at her man, she slipped into a deep sleep.
***
Don had fallen asleep, but he woke up in shock, there was a pain running through his body; something had just struck him across the chest. He opened his eyes, and after adjusting them to the light he could see what caused it; the Mistress was stood in front of him, and coiled in her hand was a whip. She had a menacing smile on her face and she was generating hatred towards him, and he felt ripples of fear running through his body, the fear being pushed on by the rivers of adrenalin. “I see that I have got your attention,” she spoke with coldness in her voice “So now it is now the turn of the whip, for you slave there is no rest. I have all night to pick at your body and rip it to shreds; you see this whip, well be assured that it is not a kind instrument of pain. But first, I think we will have a little fun, and we will start with questions and answers; you do know how the game works don’t you, and you do know the respect that I am looking for?” Don looked at her not knowing what to say or expect, then she shouted “Answer my question you evil filth.”
“Yes Mistress, I know how the game works.”
“Good, I hate it when I have to give instructions, all those that are punished by me should know how to play my game. The rules are simple, there are no rules,” and she gave an even colder laugh, putting more fear into his trembling body. “Now the first question, why did you go to all the trouble of getting my child punished?”
“I have not done anything like that; someone has told you a lie Mistress.”
“How dare you disrespect me by starting the game with a denial of the crime” she shouted. Don saw her throw the end of the whip back, and then quick as a flash, her arm that was holding the whip moved like lightning. Snap! The whip caught him on the chest, and it was painful, and it made him scream in pain. “That was a lie; I myself have seen the scars on his body. There are lacerations all over his body, deep cuts, and they were put there by your hand. You might not have been holding the whip, but it was you that guided the hand with your deceit. These deeds were being inflicted on his body, while you were enjoying pleasures that belonged to him. He was being brought to his knees, and it was all carried out in your name, and just for lust. The pain that you inflicted on his body, will now come back to haunt you tenfold. Like you were his tormenter of the mind through others, I will be yours. He seeks revenge and I am his champion, and vengeance will be mine. You, you disgusting worm, are going to be severely punished, and you will only have the same amount of rest as my child had. Now I think that I must give you some more pain, to compensate for his innocence.” Once again Don watched in fear, as the Mistress pulled back her hand, then the sudden forward movement. Snap, snap, snap, Don was now giving a horrendous scream on every stroke of the whip. Snap, snap, snap, “You are going to regret the day you messed with my child’s life.” Snap, snap, snap, “I am going to tear the flesh from your soul, and let your demons out. The filth will run from your body like blood, at this very moment in time, every cut of the whip is just that, a cut.” She stepped aside and pointed to the mirror, “Look at your body you evil slime.” For the first time he looked at the mirror. The sight that reflected back, made him scream out loud, his body now looked horrific. The Mistress had cut his body on every stroke, and now the blood was pouring from his body.
“No, no, no, what are you doing, I will get the police and you will be placed in prison.” It was lame, and he knew that while in the position he was in, the bonds would hold him firm. “Get a doctor, I will bleed to death, please give me mercy Mistress.”
“There will be no mercy forthcoming for you, that blood you see pouring out of your chest; is the essence of evil. There are no police that could put me in fear, where I am they cannot reach, I am a free spirit, but I will give my child the justice that he seeks. Soon all that will be left is your naked soul, look at your face you miserable wretch.”
Don looked at his face, and he could only see the white face of death, it had two black holes where the eyes should be, white lips, and the scalp was void of all hair. Once again he screamed, he was now trying to shake away his bonds, and the Mistress laughed at his discomfort saying “You only have a few days left, so fear me, because I will be showing you a living hell. There will be no police for either you or me; we are both prisoners to the hell in the mirror. But cleaning your body and that of your co-conspirator of the evil, and releasing it from your soul, will be the last act I do before I am released from my bond.” She walked over to him and stood close, and then with a deliberately hard action, the Mistress slowly raked her nails over his chest. Once again he screamed at the top of his voice, shouting mercy, and again she gave him a blood curdling laugh. “Look” She told him, as she held her hand in front of his face; her long slim fingers with the pointed nails were dripping with blood. “That is arrogance, contempt for others, jealousy and ignorance. Stand there the rest of the night and watch the evil pour out of your life.” Don screamed and closed his eyes, and when he opened them she was gone. The lights were now off and he could not see the mirror, he was bleeding to death and no one cared.
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Nathan woke up to the sensation of Penny gently oiling his back and he looked around a smiled at her. “I hope you are not going to say anything sarcastic this morning, Nathan.”
“Heavens forbid just in case that damn fly is around once more.” Penny laughed “I will speak with the Mistress today Penny, I do not wish for you to go into the punishment room again while that piece of garbage is in there. His mind is going through a change and he is not very nice.” The Mistress was walking past the open door when she heard him say that and walked in the room.
“Why do you say that Timothy, sorry, I was just walking past the door, when I heard what you were talking about? If you do not want penny to go there then that is fine, I would rather her work with the cook anyway.”
“You must read the journal M....Donna; it will inform you of all you need to know. I know what it says, as I was there at the time, and I also watched all that had taken place. Mother was very secretive, and I kept her secrets, I only show you the ones that she wishes you to see. I will never go against her wishes, and I know that you would not want me to. Once you have read the journal you will understand. I have also remembered the reason, as to why I had to leave here, and it is all written down in the journal. There will be a change in Don this morning, he will be unsure of you; he will also say things that don’t seem right to you. Your head is full of questions, and I know the answers, but all those same answers are in the journal. Our mother was a very fearsome woman, but all that felt her wrath, sooner or later received her compassion.”
“I will go and read the journal, but it will be after I have put Don in his place, he will get his punishment, and then he will be tormented by one of the girls for a few hours.”
It was an hour later, when the Mistress walked back into the punishment room, as she opened the door Belle was turning the light on. Don screwed his eyes shut, and started to cry; the Mistress walked over and said “Stop crying you big baby.”
“Please Mistress; stop the bleeding get a doctor.”
“What bleeding and where, there is nothing wrong with you, open your eyes?”
“You ripped me to pieces with the whip last night.”
The Mistress was about to say something then stopped, what was he talking about? “There is no blood and no marks on you, that is sweat you fool.”
“I can see myself in the mirror, take a look Mistress.”
The Mistress looked around, and the thing was, the mirror had been turned around and the panels were now showing. She was trying to remember, whether the mirror was turned back last night, before they all left the room. She ran her hands over his chest and put it up in front of him, “Look do you see blood?” His eyes opened and he could see no blood on her hands, he then started to shake.
Donna walked over to the wall and picked up the whip and looked at Don, and then she put the whip back up. She then turned to the girls saying “Place him in the frame face up for the flogger.”
In less than ten minutes Don was laying on his back, with his legs in the air. He could not move his head and there was a gag in his mouth. “You are going to get pain all day today you great puddle of piss. I hope you are as strong as Nathan was, he could take the beating that I am going to inflict on you, I just wonder if you are as big and strong, as you would like people to think you are.” Don was watching as she lifted her arm, and before the flogger touched his flesh he was screaming into the gag. Thwack, thwack, thwack, Mistress Donna was smiling as she brought the flogger down on his arms. Either side of his head were little puddles where his tears had dropped. The flogger was being moved at every strike along his arms, the most painful being the ones that struck his arm pits. She struck him another ten times, before she stopped and looked at his red flesh, there were no cuts. She knew that she had struck hard enough to hurt him bad, but not hard enough to break the skin. Don was now unashamedly crying, and the Mistress said, “You are not such a big man now are you; I’ll bet you wish you had never set sight on Nathans wife. Then after discarding her like trash, you went and assaulted her like a spoilt child that has lost his toy. You are a useless specimen of a man, well I have had my fun now it is the turn of the girls, fetch me the surgical tape and the scissors.”
A few moments later the girl came back and was told to cut twenty, one inch squares. Once it was done the mistress stuck them all over Dons body, and two on his pubic area, and some on his inner thighs. He had long hair all over his body, and the Mistress knew that this was going to hurt him. The Mistress looked at her watch and said, “Right girls you have until five tonight when it will be his next punishment session, to take that tape off as gentle as you can, and try and keep in mind he beats young girls up.”
Nathan was outside cutting the wood, and the Mistress was standing at the window looking out. Even the distance away from where she was standing, she could see the muscles on his arms getting bigger, the sweat was running off of him and she could see that he was also a lot fitter. The pile of wood was receding fast, and there was only a quarter of the pile left to cut. The wood shed was almost filled and the place was beginning to get back into the shape it was in when she was a child. He never stopped working, it was as if he was on a mission, and the other thing that she noticed was the fact that he was always smiling. She turned and walked to the secret doorway, and pressed the panel; once the door opened she walked up the stairs. She sat down at the desk once more and opened the book, and turning the page she began to read.
“Leonard was a little more subdued this morning; I know that during the night he had seen his demons. How much evil had flowed out of his system I have no idea, but gone had the smirk and so to those wide staring eyes. I could see the tiredness in his face, and knew that his reflection had given him no peace. I walked over to him and stared back into those vacant eyes, looking for the man beneath, but the evil was still filling his eyes. “Turn him” I said to my assistant, and in a matter of a few moments Leonard was facing the other way.
He received ten lashes of the whip across his back, before I turned him to face me once more. His head was now hanging down in tiredness; Leonard was not as strong as I first thought. But he had another night to endure before he would eventually be free of his evil bonds. I told my assistant to make him a light soup and feed him while on the cross; it was still not safe to sit him down. I will give him ten more strokes before we retire this evening, and tomorrow the agents can collect, he will be clean once more, and I will be blessed until the next.
I have come down in the night, and looked at their reflections, and I have seen the evil flowing from their body, it is an awesome sight. But when they leave this establishment, all my pupils are of a changed disposition. I have wondered on many occasions whether I myself was evil, but I have seen these same charges walking the street weeks later, and have spoken with them, not one recognised me, and all were sane. I have had them all here monks, nuns, priests, and the strangest of all the teachers. Sometimes the agents bring the man or woman off the street, but they have all been treated with dignity, because in the end they are all brothers and sisters.”
There was then a break in the passage, and it was then noticeable that her mother was taking a break from the whipping.
“After writing the journal this morning I walked out of the wall, Timothy was sitting waiting for me, and he smiled as I walked over to him. There is only Timothy and I, that know of this secret passage, my assistant never comes into this room he is not allowed. Timothy knows all my secrets, I have told him all about the Charter House, and shown him the secret of the mirror, just as I have shown him my work. It was in his interest to know, because in a later date he will help his sister, the new Mistress of Chrystal house to perform her duties. He knows how to bring the mirror to life, open the door to send the evil back to hell, and he is the one with the magic and compassion. He is only four but he had to be taught these things, it was on the instructions of the highest authority in the Charter House. Soon, because of this knowledge I will have to send him out of my life, he will go with my assistant, it will not be until my demise, but I will remain in his heart. His return will be as painful, but I will look after him, he is my flesh and blood, and his little body is the keeper of my secrets. I gave him another sovereign this morning, and told him to go and put it with the rest of his treasure, and then I stood at the window and watched him hide it in the wall. He always smiled as he walked back to the house, and on looking up to the window and seeing me, I always smile back, we keep each other’s secrets.”
The Mistress came to the end of that page, and once again put her marker in then closed the book. Her mother had written this book in the knowledge she was going to die, and she was giving Nathan her knowledge, so that when her daughter was old enough she could take over. But why did she not just tell her, why was Nathan so important, and why was he sent away? Donna stood up once more, and walked out of the room and into the drawing room, and she went straight over to the window and looked out. Nathan was cutting the wood still, and she looked at his torso; he was becoming a man before her very eyes. She then realised, that her mother knew that he would come back to Chrystal house, and she also knew that he would receive a lot of pain on his return, she also knew about Penny. Penny was out there now sitting on the wood, watching him work and talking to him. Penny also knew from day one that Nathan was special, she watched over him and helped him to recover, she remembered the kiss Penny gave him while he was on the cross awaiting punishment. She heard Bell shout them both for lunch, and it was then that Donna realised how late it was.
It was after the meal when Nathan was about to walk outside, Donna walked out of her room. “I’ll walk with you to the shed Nathan, and we can talk about mother. Penny, would you bring Nathan a cool drink out in half an hour.” Penny smiled and walked away, and left the Mistress going out the main door with Nathan. “Tell me about the mirror Nathan, how does it work, it is talked about in the book but it is vague? Have you seen what it can do; only I feel that my mother had seen the power it holds? She speaks of you entering the room while she beat the evil out of the....I can only presume religious members of our community.”
“It is not just our community, they are brought from all over the world, and they have been waiting for the tenth of this month, and that is your birthday and coming of age. In ten days time, mother will pass on her power to you, but before then you must be made aware of your trade. Mother was cruel to the people that were brought to her, but once they were clean of the evil she was very compassionate towards them. There are people that are good people, but they have turned to the evil side of life, and they have turned to the extreme, priests, nuns, monks, and teachers of religious orders throughout the world. Mother whipped them hard, but when the whip touched their skin, it never once broke the skin, but at night their reflection stripped the evil from their body. The only thing that mother was doing, was showing the mirror the exit wounds, and the mirror would draw out the filth of evil, during the sleeping hours. I know this to be true, because one night I woke up, I could not find mother, and after walking down stairs, I saw the basement door open. It was not curiosity that made me go down there, but mother said it was my destiny, the door was open and I was supposed to walk down. As I reached the bottom of the stairs, mother looked over and saw me, her face changed from a serious expression, to that of a smile. She walked over to me and took hold of my hand, she walked me to the side of the mirror and pointed, the man that was on the cross had no marks on his body, but his reflection was dripping the fluid of evil. She said, show the Mistress of Chrystal house when the time comes Timothy, but at the time I had no idea what she meant until you have just asked about it. If you like we can both go and watch the mirror work tonight, Mistress Chrystal will serve Don the whip before midnight, it will be at one when the mirror works. You do realise that that Carman’s friend must be brought here also, for the cleaning, you cannot change destiny, and mother must have her vengeance. She will come to no harm, and she too will leave here a better person.” It was just then Nathan saw Penny walk out with his drink, “Now that’s what I call timing”.
Donna looked around and saw Penny and smiled, “You get on well with her Nathan, and you are good for each other.”
“You do know that once you have made contact with the Charter House you will not be able to have all the girls down there with you, I think Bell will be all you need. I will always be available to help you, and Bell must never know about the mirror. My father never knew about it, and neither did yours, the secret is ours and it must remain that way. Have you noticed that your customers have almost dried up?”
“Yes I was wondering about that, have you any idea why that is?”
“The elders of the Charter House have pulled the plug on your advert on the web; you cannot do your work if your mind is diverted. Mother has told me in dreams before I was brought here, but I never understood what she was talking about. By being here it has awakened my memory. You must read the rest of the book, to gain knowledge and speak to the elders.”
Donna was just about to walk away when she stopped and looked at Nathan, “Thank you Nathan” then she put a hand gently on each of his cheeks, and kissed him on the forehead. When she stepped back, there was a tear running down his face.
“Sorry Donna, but mother used to kiss me just like that, and in that same way.” Penny who was standing at his side, put her arm around his back, and smiled at the Mistress. She smiled back and walked away, back to the house.
Once back in the house Donna walked into the drawing room and looked out the window, Penny was once again sitting on the cut wood talking to Nathan. They were both smiling and it made Donna smile, Belle walked in the room ant looked out the same window. “Should I go down and tell her to leave Nathan alone Mistress, she should be in the kitchen with the staff.”
“No she is fine, I doubt that she will be doing much work soon, she will be too busy looking after Nathan. Look at them Bell, they were meant for each other, there is a chemistry between them that is natural.” She stepped back from the window and added, “I think it is time that I see to the comforts of our guest.”
Down in the basement, the Mistress walked over to where Don was still strapped to the table. She looked at his body and could see all the places that the tape had been, when they had been removed, it left a patch of pink skin and no hair. “Well I’ll bet you’re wishing that you had been a better person, but it’s too late for wishes, and I only ever grant them at Christmas. I’m going to use the flogger on you, and then once you are a nice rosy red, to match those little red squares, you can have some food. Then I think that you can stay on the cross once more tonight, I’ll bet you’ll like that, you can look at the mirror all night and then you will be able to see how hard you are.” On saying this he tried to pull at his bonds, and he was screaming into the gag.
Donna walked over to the table and picked up the flogger, then once she was back near him she commenced with his punishment. Thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack, the look of shock on his face as the strokes were hitting him just above the groin area. Thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack, he was shouting on every stroke and tears were running from his eyes. “Yes that’s right you puddle of dogs piss, Nathan had tears in his eyes, but he never screamed like a baby.” Thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack, Donna had now just delivered six hard strokes to his thighs and both were red. “I think it is time to strike the thing between your legs, the thing that made Carman, lose her baby.” She saw the surprised look on his face, and added “Yes that’s right you puddle of filth, she had a miscarriage and all because of your lust; you are a killer of unborn children, a disgusting replica of a man. Your child was being born in a hospital, while you were a few miles away killing another.” She saw his eyes close and more tears, and she knew it to be because of what she had just told him. “She had the right to tell the mother of your own child, just what a disgusting person you are.” Thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack, those four strokes struck him across the groin; they were not hard, but hard enough. “Release him, help him to the table and feed him, see that he goes to the toilet and put him on the cross.”
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