Black raised the whip, watching it lash against her buttocks as she bit her lips to hold in her moans.
"Do you want power?" he asked her again, aiming for the other butt cheek. She nodded right before she could open her mouth to speak, but her limbs began to tremble, and all she could do was beg for more.
"Ple-please!" she begged, a shriveling mess as tears streamed down her face. She turned her body ever so slightly to face him.
"I-I—" she mumbled, but all Black could focus on was her flushed skin and her body as she looked up at him.
"Please! Punish me more!" she begged, and Black was tempted to continue. But instead, he let go of the whip, allowing it to vaporize into thin air, as he moved to sit back down on the chair he had been sitting on before.
