“HER PLACE? NOT KNOWING”
“I can’t.”
“You will.”
Chloe turned her head slightly.
To look at her wife, Jodi.
Who sat in a chair against the wall.
“I can’t,” Chloe repeated.
“You will,” the mistress said.
The mistress stood behind Chloe.
Her cane …
Moving up between Chloe’s tightly clinched …
Quivering …
Legs.
Chloe was naked.
In heels.
Arms stretched above her head.
Wrists manacled …
To a chain attached to the ceiling.
Her ass striped red.
With welts.
Marked …
By the cane.
“Please,” Chloe said. “I can’t.”
The mistress said …
“You will spread your legs …”
“Present your vagina …
“At this moment.”
Now it was Chloe’s …
Voice.
That was quivering.
“I can’t.”
“You will,” the mistress said.
Chloe sobbed again.
Jodi stood up.
“That’s enough,” she said.
The mistress …
Without looking over at Jodi …
Told her …
“You are to remain seated and quiet.”
“No,” Jodi snapped.
Feeling pain herself …
As she looked at her young, beautiful, whipped wife.
“Seated and quiet,” the mistress said.
“This ends now,” Jodi said.
“Seated and quiet,” the mistress said.
“I can’t,” Jodi said.
And Chloe …
Her voice now hard and steady.
Said …
“You will.”
Jodi just stood there.
Frozen. Uncertain.
The mistress said …
“Seated and quiet.”
Chloe added …
“Seriously. Sit down and shut up.”
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