Slap!
A loud reverberation was felt across the room. The mistress and Ashton had just gotten back to his room from the trial room, and without wasting a second, the mistress expressed her displeasure over the situation. All the while, Ashton just stood there like a statue.
The mistress had slapped him hard, but he didn't even flinch, despite knowing the attack was coming. However, one slap was not enough to quell the Mistress's anger. She kept slapping him until his cheeks turned black and started to bleed a bit.
All the while, not a single squeal came out of Ashton's mouth. He was expecting something even worse to happen to him, but the mistress stopped punishing him.
