I could hear her let out a sigh of relief as she presented her bum to me; like a symbol, worthy of praise. Something to be cherished. I caressed her b...ttocks, stroked her flawless flesh, and then I raised my hand. Sarah let out a muffled cry against the settee. “Yes, spank me,” she uttered through her clenched teeth. “Spank me hard!” The last word was forced out with her last breath before she gulped in fresh air. My hand fell once more onto her round buttocks. Finger-shaped red marks spread. They each had gold coin to spend and he didn’t have the money to feed them all. A few had gone with Jonathan and Elena and others had moved to other houses in the region.By the time the first snow fell, Joseph was left alone in the castle with Choran, Octavia, Liala, Julia, Victoria, Amelia, Lucretia, Genrico and the few servants he’d retained. He wondered if he would survive to see the spring.As the heavy northern snows blanketed Tyrell, Joseph found himself spending more and more time with. For a moment, she hoped she could endure. Then she remembered: she was trapped, she had no choice, she had to endure.Part TwoSarah felt nothing but pain. After what seemed like days of torture, her captor had finally stopped and put down the brush. After a few brief seconds, she felt the man's rough hands on her stomach. Being stretched as she was, her shirt rose with her arms, leaving her midriff entirely exposed. His hands ran up and down her stomach and along her sides. His hands slowly rose. It soon became apparent that this was to be the rule for the entire night: stimulation to just short of orgasm, but no release.The night proceeded with the pledges moved from one severe bondage to another. Teasing and tickling never seemed to stop except when she was being whipped or strapped. And true to their word it looked like all the lashes were being applied to her ass, her back or her front from the tops of her breasts to her pussy. She might still be pretty sore tomorrow, but there.