I'm Not Dora (Makes You Sorry)
BDPM
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...Shackles Revenge of the Mafia's Son ...
After his work is done, Rafan and his men return to the mansion. Rafan's eyes were very sharp like that eagle, immediately saw something suspicious behind the balcony door that saw a shadow from the courtyard of the mansion.
"Turn off the lights, let the lighting be minimal!" rafan's orders. After that Rafan walked over, and stood right under the balcony of the room in Akila.
A long continuous cloth suddenly dangled in right in front of Rafan.
"Master-" Alex wants to talk but is restrained, as Rafan puts his index finger on his lips.
The bedsheet cloth that was tied together with the blanket, began to sway as if someone was giving a load.
Slowly but surely, Akila tried to escape from the room through the balcony, hoping that this time he could escape, after observing for a moment the situation from his room.
Shortly after almost reaching the ground floor, Akila did not realize that Rafan was waiting for her.
"Do you want to run away?" rafan asked suddenly, making Akila aghast and unknowingly took off his hand grip on the bedsheet rope, making him fall directly onto the marble floor.
Aaaauvuhhh...
Akila complained as her butt landed on the hard marble.
Rafan crouched down in front of Akila and gripped his chin firmly.
"How dare you want to escape from this place!Have you forgotten? Whoever has come in here, no one can get out alive. If you want to leave this place it means you have to die first, and I will throw your body like trash." said Rafan, then throw Akila's face violently and come back standing haughtily.
"What's my fault, sir? why do you hate me so much, and punish me like this? My parents never treated me like this. Hiks..hiks..." Akila asked incomprehensibly with her cries.
"Take him into the punishment room and whip him ten times!" Rafan's orders while passing away went without mercy.
Akila can only rebel when his body is dragged by Rafan's men and ready to receive the whip, according to Rafan's orders.
In plain sight, Rafan watched for himself as Akila received a lash on her back.
CTAST... CTAST...
The rattan floated on Akila's smooth back, and a hysterical cry echoed throughout the room until it fainted.
There was no compassion shown by Rafan, who was satisfied after torturing an Oregon descendant.
Petra who had come to watch could only turn her face away when she saw a girl who was so tormented before her eyes.
"Rafan, don't be so vile with a woman, look at her until she faints while enduring the pain." Tegur Petra who knows what Rafan did to a girl.
"Never interfere in my affairs, I call you to come here to help me with my work, not to interfere in my affairs." Rafan replied in annoyance and left him.
Petra could only shake her head, seeing Rafan's attitude.
Petra asks Rafan's men to take Akila back to her room and orders the maid to treat the scarring on Akila's body.
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In the room Rafan rampages and destroys what is nearby. He was angry with himself who had to pretend to be cruel in order to be feared by his subordinates. But his heart always rebelled with the attitude he showed.
In the middle of the messy room, Rafan downed alcohol while leaning on the side of the bed, only to quell his anger.
To Be Continued