C27 John’s Pov

Repeated strikes against her body, and the whip kept leaving marks with each strike I gave her. She was already screaming and begging, but I wasn't going to stop at all. Not now, I have decided to make her feel miserable.

After a while of flogging her mercilessly, I dropped the whip. I had already taken off my shirt to make sure that I had enough freedom to flex myself.

She kept weeping