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“You’d dare risk my flesh showing the marks that will make?” she tersely, quietly asked.
“That’s your worry, Mrs. Crowe, not mine. You’ll just have to be coy with your husband for a few days, eh? Now kiss it!” He held the paddle to her lips.
“I will not!”
“I said, kiss it!” He didn’t raise his voice, yet it seemed to thunder all around the room.
Her confused mind could hardly comprehend the horror of this moment. But she knew she was no match for the man or his scruffy friends. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes and pressed her lips to the wood.
“Humph! Good; you are trainable,” the man chortled. He then moved to her behind and ripped off a good dozen smacks on her tenderized flesh, until she gasped into a terrible sob. “No, no, no, please….”
The man paused. “You’ve had enough, huh?”
“Yes, sir.”
He smacked the paddle on her bottom again, overtop a rash of red that grew angrier with each hit.
“You sure?” he went on, while delivering another blow.
“Yes, sir!”
“Say it then!” he punctuated the remark with a strike to her upper thighs.
“Oh, please, sir. Please stop; I can’t take anymore.”
“Enough? Maybe for now.” He looked toward Jolie. “Let her take her place.”
Hannah’s shocked sister had watched knowing what terrible fate awaited her. Tears were already streaming down her face and she felt so weak that she was about to faint.
“NO!” she wailed as she began to cry in earnest seeing her sister lifted from the table. But Eldon pushed her with a firm hand on her back, forcing Jolie over the kitchen table in the same manner as her sister.
“Oh, don’t, Mr. Cain, sir. She’s just a girl,” Hannah intervened.
“She’s been beaten in the judge’s office; she can take this.”
Hannah looked at him shocked.
“You think I don’t know these things? Why, I’m a member of the community, you know, and it’s only right that I should know.”
Jolie sobbed through the whole long ordeal, as her skirts were ra
ised, her ass end bared, and her bottom thrashed with the same meanness, the same thoroughness, the same force that her sister’s bottom had been punished. She sobbed as if it were the only way to relieve the agony, although it was obvious that nothing could take away the pain as her poor behind was scorched to a deep rosy hue.
Hannah watched aghast on the sidelines, praying that this terrible dream was just a dream, a nightmare from which they would soon awaken. Though it was a nightmare, it was not a dream. Three brutal men had invaded her home and were taking from her sister and her their dignity, their peace and she feared, even more than that. Was that not what they promised?
Jolie was still lying over the table, the belt and paddle put away when she saw Lyle begin to undo the button on his trousers.
“NO!” she rushed in imploring Jarrett Cain. “Please, you cannot do this. Not to one so young.” She hated to say virgin, but they all understood what she meant.
Cain raised his hand to Lyle, stopping him.
“Someone’s going to be violated today, Mrs. Crowe. The thrashing was just for sport, because I like to make women suffer. But my payment takes a more direct form now. And I’ll settle for nothing less.”
“Then take it from me. I’ll give your loins the satisfaction they are looking for.” She practically choked out the words, but her message was clear.
Cain sneered. “What a woman you are,” he said, this time with little mockery. “You’ll give up your well-oiled slit to save your sister’s virginity?”
“Or, there are other ways for a woman to satisfy a man,” she posed. Her dark eyes softened with the implication quite clear.
