Belleza

I have never seen master so angry. His punishment for me was never so cruel. My hands were tied together and the rope binding them was attached to a tree limb above me. I was hanging about three feet from the ground. A board was attatched to two frames it had a pointed edge which was pointed up (for my discomfort of course). I was positioned stradling the pointed edge and a weight was attatched to both ankles. My ankles where then tied and the ends of the ropes staked to the ground far apart so that I could not close them. I had been stripped of all clothing, blindfolded and gagged.

Although I could not see the onlookers I could sense them and their thoughts drifted out to me and my master. Some were shocked, some amused and others excited. These thos ans and probing their minds helped me endure this punishment.

All day I stayed like this. Late in the evening master sent Lilith and Hope start the next phase of my punishment. The board was removed and I was lower enough so that my toes barely touched the ground. The weights remained but the ropes binding my ankles were pulled out even futher so that my legs stayed apart. I remained nude and blindfolded but the gag had been removed.

I spoke not a word...that would displease master. Master and I both sensed that several wizards from the crowd today planned to visit me tonight. Master will know when they come and will be watching them. The thought pleased me.

Around midnight the first wizard approached me...although he tried to conceal it...he was a very devious man. I could feel his connection with the dark side. He placed the handle of his cane under my chin and raised it. \"Such a delicate creature.\" Leaning close \"To tear youy apart from the inside out...\' and with these words he started to probe between my legs \"A virgin! How exciting...\" I could hear him drop his cloak and unfasten his pants. Would this be the end of my secret? I knew that master was watching and he needed to stop this man now. Master did not come at least until the man had almost entered me.

Many times that night I was visited and each time master waited until the last second to stop a few from entering me, some of the visitors brought food and water which I refused. Then there was the dark man. He brought no food or water. He did not try to enter me. Instead he applied an ointment to my open wounds that had been left by the whip.His visit was a quiet one...neither of us spoke. I could not probe his thoughts and feelings. Who was he? I could sense his presense but nothing more.