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She doesn’t look back.
The guard tugs my pants down to reveal my briefs. My father clucks his tongue.
“Take those off, too. And bend him over the desk.”
Glancing between me and my father, the guard obeys, though his hands are shaking as he hooks his fingers into the waistband. He pulls them down, allowing them to drop to my ankles.
My flaccid cock is only inches from his face, though he pretends not to look. Exposed to my father, I stand there with my arms restrained at my back as I plaster defiance on my face.
This is what he wants: to humiliate me. And he’s doing a damn fine job.
The guards push me to the desk and bend me over, pressing my face to the smooth, oak surface. My ass cheeks spread, and I can feel my father’s eyes inspecting me.
Another slap of the leather hits his palm.
“Eighteen lashes,” he says. “One for every birthday you’ve had. Every time you go to sit down, remember this: you are a man now. You have a duty to your father and your country. But when you act like a child, you will be spanked like a child.”
The belt comes down hard across my flesh, and my body jolts. I let out a sharp hiss at the sting, but I bite down on my tongue to keep quiet.
I don’t want to give him the satisfaction.
Another lash, except this time, my skin is already tender. The sting is worse.
“I understand your fascination with the American girl. She’s quite pleasing to look at.”
My muscles tense when he mentions Willow, which makes the third flagellation is agonizing.
“I wonder what it would be like to have her just like this, on my desk,” he muses.
Another lash. My stomach churns. Bile creeps into my throat and threatens to spew from my mouth.
“Those cheeks spread wide, begging for me to fuck her tight little ass.”
When the belt comes down, I’m no longer able to bite my tongue, and a cry escapes me.
“I watched that video, you know,” he says. “That slut will fuck anyone, won’t she?”
How? I paid good money to have every last copy erased.
Except for my own.
Fuck.
I try to yank my arms free, but in this position, I can’t get the leverage I need. The belt comes down hard.
“A young man like you can’t please her the way she needs. It’s like taming a wild mare… she needs a man with experience to break her.”
Another lash and hot tears spring to my eyes. My teeth clench and spit flies as I fight my captors.
“Does she like to be spanked? Whipped into submission?”
Every subsequent flogging is like a molten poker on my skin, and at this point, I don’t care about saving face in front of my father. I’m growling and hissing like a wild animal as I struggle to break free. My shoes slide against the carpet as I scramble for purchase, but it’s useless.
At last, the final blow comes down, but this time, it’s the belt buckle that connects with my flesh. It hits the raw skin and breaks it open, making me cry out.
The belt clatters to the floor at my feet, and silence falls over the study. My father is breathing hard, and the guards continue to hold me captive, their gazes averted.
“Remember this the next time you look at her,” he warns. “If you touch her again, so will I.”
