Josie's POV(Continued)
“What’s the point of this game?”
“Nothing. I just like to see you squirm. By the way, that was your first question. You only have two left.”
What?! My heart seized in panic but then the music began again and my heart sang in anticipation, my initial fear of squandering my questions forgotten.
In four seconds, the music was going to reach its highest peak, where the drums were louder and faster, then Vladimir would hit me harder and faster to match the beat’s tempo….
“Ah!” I yelled again, the soft leather hitting my butt in rapid succession.
My world narrowed to the flesh of my *sscheeks that was currently being brutalized. Pleasure zinged off my spine with each hit and only the restraints kept me from flying off the table. “Ave Puhvel.” Growled words that meant nothing to me flew out of his mouth.
“D-huh-unno.” I stumbled out through a groan.