Alone in the Dungeon - Page 29 (Patreon)

Hot iron was burning her skin and spreading pleasant pain through her body. Still, Doucette was genuinely scared of what would happen if Siyrik touched her with a hot iron. She was holding her breath and shivering from fear and excitement. Doucette was trying to stay still, but she was backing away from the iron as well as she could. Siyrik laughed, but he was disappointed because the girl was not begging for mercy and crying loud like others did. Instead, she was shivering and breathing fast while not holding her breath. Siyrik was very tempted to hit an iron to her flesh. It would be a pleasure to take her, knowing she can never enjoy that. But Siyrik had noticed how uneasy Kadir was already from the moment he took iron to his hands. 

"Siyrik," Kadir said with a commanding voice. He talked slowly to make sure that the foreign bitch would understand what he said. "Put the iron down and let her think about what is waiting for her."

"Soldier, we can continue now," Siyrik answered. "Let's complete her punishment."

"Put iron down," Kadir answered. "Then, we will leave her alone to think about what is coming to her."

Siyrik cursed. He knew he had to follow instructions from Kadir, who by himself broke all the rules and was enjoying the services of the Number one slave nearly every night.