Tuija slahed her whip to Raisa. She enjoyed hearing her shouting from surprise when the first hit come by surprise. Raisa was a tough girl, and already the fourth slash didn’t take her to scream. She muted her voice and only silenced wail slipped through her lips. The sound of the whip hitting on her skin was louder than she. Tuija tried to hold her strength to cut too deep wounds on smooth s...
2021-04-01 07:53:43 +0000 UTC View Post
Suddenly Tuija slashed her whip and hit it to Raisa’s back and side. The tip of the whip turned until her belly, and sudden pain made her scream. She was expecting Tuija to thread her first or even hit with her fists. People were laughing, shouting, and encouraging Tuija to hit harder. Someone wished Minna to show her skills with the whip. Whip mark was burning Raisa’s skin, and the wound w...
2021-03-31 10:53:41 +0000 UTC View Post
Jorma placed his hand on her cheek and turned her head from side to side. He knew she would resist when they would break her, but eventually, she would give up. If she were to keep her mind, she would have jumped from the cliff. Raisa would be his slave, and he would do whatever he wanted to do with her.
Nearly all villagers were outside to see how they would punish a prisoner who killed ...
2021-03-30 13:19:44 +0000 UTC View Post
The wagon lifted when the weight was moved back. First, Raisa decided to resist and keep herself down, but Tuija moved behind and slashed her once with a whip. It made Raisa move. She knew what was waiting for her when she was standing. Barrels at the end of the wagon and Tuija with whip didn't give her other options than stand when wagon handles were rising.
"Look at that ass," Tero said...
2021-03-29 05:04:47 +0000 UTC View Post
When Minna was ready, Jorma moved the first barrel to the other end of the wagon. Tero followed his example, and with two barrels, the front part of the wagon came light and lifted quickly. At that point, Raisa realized what they were planning for her.
“There you are,” Minna laughed when Tuija appeared from the hut with a short whip.
“Her new best friend,” She answered and m...
2021-03-29 00:30:25 +0000 UTC View Post
When Jorma cut the rope holding chains of the failed handcuffs together, Minna pulled Raisas hand on the wagon's beam. Raisa was terrified because it looked like she is going to pierce her hand with the nail. Instead of piercing her skin Minna hit a nail through the chain's link. Now her shackles were fixing her on her knees in front of the wagon. Raisa knew they would beat her, and she c...
2021-03-28 05:16:46 +0000 UTC View Post
Jorma knew nails would draw her attention. When Boris and his warriors could defend the castle anymore, Jorma and his warriors stormed the place. In the end, they nailed few male and female warriors to the castle walls as a warning. They made Raisa watch when her friends were killed. It was part to break her. Just a few days later, Jorma understood that she got more will to resist because of hi...
2021-03-27 16:16:48 +0000 UTC View Post
Raisa didn’t notice how people started to gather around. The village was a small trading post, and there were only a few people in the summer. Raisa was the only slave in the village at the moment, and she had killed one of the villagers. Everybody was interested to see how she would be punished. Some people wished for her slow death; others were willing to see her suffering and then sufferin...
2021-03-27 08:54:42 +0000 UTC View Post
Suddenly Jorma took a firm grip from Raisa's hair and started to lead her forward. Raisa tried to fight back, but she has to give up and follow him. She was cursing Jorma and wished him to meet Hel very soon. People started to gather around them. The village was tiny, and everybody was out.
2021-03-25 19:07:44 +0000 UTC View Post
”So, my dear!” Jorma was laughing, “You decided to come back from your little trip.”
“They helped,” Raisa hissed.
“I’m glad you are back,” Jorma was answering, “I was told you nearly jump off from the cliff.”
“I should have done that,” She answered.
“That would be a sad loss,” Jorma walked to her and lifted her face to his, “Now when I fin...
2021-03-25 04:42:38 +0000 UTC View Post
The next day Boris and Raisa arrived. King Michael had nominated David as his Sheriff and guardian of the lands. Boris was commander of the army, and his support was necessary when King Michaels's older daughter would marry with Prince of Storhem, and cities would have a deeper alliance. After a long day in nature and a good dinner, men stayed to discuss drinks while girls headed to the hot poo...
2021-03-23 10:47:38 +0000 UTC View Post
But how tempting it is to let this bitch slip over the edge? She is anyway the scum whose family defended King Michel. Or is it more pleasant to break her and tame her?
2021-03-23 01:01:37 +0000 UTC View Post
Maybe she is not thrown over the cliff. It would be sad to lose a pretty slave girl, no matter how stubborn she is. There is nothing that good old beating won’t cure.
2021-03-22 18:49:23 +0000 UTC View Post
Like Zungur commented… it is not Hollywood or Bollywood; despite the Nordic line, it is Emarukistan. She would not jump, and she noticed another lady too late. Soon that shield will meet her forehead, and she will fall on the cliff or down from the height. For the slaver, it would be a pity to lose that sweet prey.
By the way, our blond damsel in distress is called Raisa. I will tell yo...
2021-03-22 16:13:44 +0000 UTC View Post
