Chapter 155

Unfortunately, she was right, but her hope for the outcome was wrong.

"Jordan, this is boring," the Wolf drawled from the dais. "See if you can't liven them up a bit, give Pet a couple stripes with your belt for encouragement."

Bella shrieked, pulling away and turning to beg the Wolf not to touch her. Alex was shouting something from the dais. Trish just stared, horrified - that wasn't what she'd intended! She didn't want Bella hurt, she just wanted it to end! But she didn't have a choice in that either. She found herself lifted up and tossed on the bed, where she scrambled away, over to the headboard. On the other side of the bed, what seemed like hundreds of faces stared back at her - there was no escape, nowhere for her to go.

She curled up in a ball, watching with wide eyes as Jordan pushed Bella over the edge of the bed, ignoring her pleas and cries for mercy, and raised his belt. The sound of leather snapping again