Chapter 1

I heard his footsteps nearing the chambers.

I wanted to be startled but deep inside…..i was looking forward to this. He only came down here for one thing….and that was me.

I rose up off the small bed in my cell. Slowly walking to the center of the room I counted his steps to the cell like I've done a hundred times before….no….maybe a thousand.

I felt my entire body tense at the very thought of having him here, I could hardly contain myself. I could feel my fear rising yet thrill was above and beyond. What would it be today? What would he do today? I gulped and looked down at my toes. The last one was awful. It left me hopping no crippled. I could barely stand the pain every time I stepped on my legs, the pain in my toes.

But it was my toes that received the most pain after all...The thumbscrew...he used it in my toes. He only tightened it as much as to add pressure to the musles but not enough to break or damage my toes.

I watched as he opened the door and stepped in closing it behind him. My breath hitched. How could he be so handsome? I knew he was a demon, but his beauty was beyond compare, I was amazed, thrilled, no- intoxicated by his features. Every time I saw him my heart beat twice than the speed the blood traveled to and from my brain.

He smiled and sat on the chair resting his elbow on the arm and supporting his jaw on it staring me up to down very slowly almost as if glaring through the knee length silk white dress, my undergarments and under my skin. Crawling, looking but mostly searching.

For what?

"What will it be today?"

I looked at him and then lowered my head. My ears collecting as much of his voice more than it could bear. It was so serine, so soft and delicate.

He smiled a devious grin pressing his finger to his lip pondering in thoughts.

A literally demon but a selfl-proclaimed God, AND I...am one of his disciples. To know his truth, know his secrets, know his desires...i wanted it all. So fragile and unbreakable, dark but a blinding luminous light. Something small but enormous for engulfing, something so thick yet as thin as thread...I want you

"Flogging….I'd like to do flogging" He said a smile plastered over his face.

I nodded gently

"Get the equipments" he said sitting up

I turned and went into the drawer for the belt. I pulled it out along with a pair of gloves, his gloves. I walked over to him and handed them to him.

"I'm ready to flog you" He said staring at me. Those dark golden eyes shifting into a shade of bark deep red in the faint light of the cellar. I stared back at them fairly content with just the ability to have the gift of sight the stare at them. The thought of actually doing it felt too much of a gratitude. I nodded and walked over to the bed listening as he walked over his footsteps trailing my light and almost soundless one. We went through the door and into the torture room where he began putting on his gloves. I took this time to go to the shackles that were on the wall.

"Oh no….i rather not do it like that , rest the chair a distance from the wall and kneel on it."

I paused.

Spanking?

I went and to the chair and pulled it up to the wall only a foot away. I knelt on it as instructed and stared at the wall a couple inches from my face. I felt him walk up next to me and pull up the dress to my upper body as I lent over. He pulled down my underwear and very gently he rubbed my behind.

I wanted to moan in pleasure just from being simply touched like this or rather, where I was being touched. Yes. He rarely does this, rarely touches me these ways. This would be the second time he would be spanking me, I'm guessing he's having a good day to torture me in such a way.

I felt his hand rub over my skin once more massaging it gently as I felt it become soothing and relaxing

"I'm going to flog- or rather- spank you now" he said. I could hear his amusement, no; I could also feel him smiling.

Yes

I could feel the tension build up as he lifted the belt. I couldn't see him as I faced the wall, but I could tell his movements.

Slap

I jumped, my insides jumping with me too. I almost forgot how utterly painful, even though it was a soft compared to other methods, the spanking was. I opened my mouth, not one piece of sound coming out yet….my breathing became rigid. He continued doing it, the chair shaking underneath us, now I realized what the wall was for, I rested my hand against it feeling as the speed went up and he continued hitting me, the buckle of the belt slapping against my skin of course leaving marks behind.

It was around the 71st slap that I felt him stop and gave a sigh of content.

"It's a beautiful shade of black and blue" he said softly rubbing my overly soared ass, "I made sure to remove that ivory color and in changing it turned to pink but I kindly replaced every inch of your rear with a beautiful shade or dark deep purple"

He turned on his heels and I pulled my underwear back up avoiding touching the skin and getting to my feet to follow him out.

"Most likely it would take you a few weeks to heal and come back to normal however due to the privileges you have of your ability to heal at least twice as faster than humans like yourself I give you 12 days"

I slid down the doorway and managed to reach back to my feet. Watch him go like a thousand times before. I frowned and watched him pull off the gloves.

"I do not do it to hurt you physically. The pain I inflict upon you is only enough to not cut your skin or brake your bones…I do not want to harm you completely."

My master…

"You should understand now, well of course you do. I have had you for two years now. You don't even speak or react to the tortures. Most masters would dispose of your likes very quickly, however I find you oddly interesting, I look forward to the day like when before I could torture you and hear your cries"

I looked at his back as he turned away from me. He then turned around and smiled. "I must always keep this door locked, you should understand me shouldn't you, Miss Sanelle Collenae" He said before making his way out the cell. He closed it baring it completely as I made my way to the bed lying on my stomach

"Yes Lord Sebastian Michealis"

It's not like I would run away…..Lord Sebastian…..After all, I'm the one who begged for you to do this to me