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A heartbeat later the sharp slap of leather on bare skin ended in a scorching streak of pain to her bulging left breast, followed immediately by another across the right one. The aching that being crushed between the wooden bars was causing was joined by a fiery stinging.
    “Ow! Ooh, that’s awful!” Kate cried. “Ooh, it hurts so much!”
    Ross paused and pointed to the rack of canes and switches on the wall nearby. “That’s what Jefferson would have used on you. Any one of them would hurt a damn sight more than my whip. You should be grateful it’s me punishing you and not him.”
    Resentful and in pain, Kate could still be glad it was not Jefferson dealing her the blows. The ones Ross gave her were bad enough. The whip seemed to come at her from all directions at once, smacking onto her helpless teats, making them bounce and buzz with burning pain. The old soldier never missed. Every sharp, fierce stroke landed squarely on the distended flesh nipped between the wooden bars, sometimes just the split tip of the leather, sometimes its full length. Several times it scored her tender points, making Kate cry more loudly and squirm in her straps at the ferocity of its bite. Yet, even as her body ached in its confinement and the torment made her tears flow, she knew Ross could have hit a lot harder if he had chosen to.
    When he finally stopped the blows, Kate hung in her bonds, her legs weak and her flesh on fire, breathing raggedly and with sweat streaming down her shuddering nakedness.
    “Right, I’m off outside for a smoke,” he said. “When I come back it’ll be with a switch for your backside.” His familiar stern frown was on his face as he looked at her. “You blink away those tears, little miss, and ask yourself if you want to behave in future or if you want to go through this again.”
    He disappeared through the door behind her and she heard it close.
    Kate already knew the answer to the question. Every heaving breath she took heightened the smart of her breasts. A glance down revealed they were fiery red and her nipples were swollen and throbbing. She very definitely did not want to experience anything like it again. Her belly tightened. Ross had just told her it was not yet over. He meant to treat her poor, defenceless bottom in the same way.
    She closed her eyes and concentrated on breathing as shallowly as she could, vainly trying to ease the painful pulling on her trapped flesh.
    A tormenting minute or two passed very slowly. Kate heard the door open but it was the one in front of her, not the one behind. She opened her eyes. Her sharp intake of breath stoked the fires in her breasts as she stared horrified into Jefferson’s forbidding features.

Chapter 2
    “What the hell’s going on here?”
    “N… nothing, M… Master,” Kate stammered, quailing under his angry stare. There were some occasions when Ross frightened her and others when he did not, but she was terrified of Jefferson all of the time.
    “Don’t lie to me,” he snarled. “Sergeant Ross wouldn’t put you there for nothing. What have you done?” He prodded the tip of the varnished bamboo cane he always carried into the plump swell at her lower belly.
    Kate’s mind raced feverishly. “I don’t know. R… really I don’t.”
    With a glimmer of hope she added, “He’s just outside. He can tell you, Master.”
    The man eyed her reddened breasts, which were purpling now from lack of circulation under the bite of the wooden bars. “He doesn’t need to. If he’s done this, it must be something serious.” He walked a circle around her helplessly bound figure. “Ah, he’s stretching you, I see, but he hasn’t flogged you there yet.”
    Kate’s heart leapt as Jefferson paused by the rack of punishment implements. He looked into her face and she shuddered at his cruel expression. Ross had said he was a bitter man. She could see it in his merciless grey eyes as they stared into hers.
    “Impertinent girl! We needn’t wait for