Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-28578706-20161017145517/@comment-30902369-20161018002035

''Her tormentor smirked, "Twenty-one lashes." He chuckled. The whipped cracked down and Maeve screamed, blood pooling. She had gone through seventeen lashes now. A thick puddle of vomit lay at her feet. Black dots danced in her vision as she vomited again. The whip cracked down again on her already numb back.''