Chapter 29- Blindfold

He got up from her while Athena lay there crying. She was scared and tired, “please?” she begged.

“Oh, baby girl, I didn’t do anything yet,” he smiled. “Why are you crying?” he asked her, licking his lips.

“You shouldn’t cry,” he winked, “at least, not yet,” his words made her still. Her thoughts made her imagine the worst, “Is he going to hit her, or worse, kill her?

“You have to save those tears, doll. Save them,” he walked over to the table. He looked at her terror-stricken face. He grabbed a whip.

Athena’s eyes bulged, “No, No, Please,” she begged. “Please, don’t hit me,” she sniffled. He wasn’t going to hit her. He would never do that, but that doesn’t mean he won’t enjoy her fear. He wouldn’t lay a hand on her now or ever. He will chop his hand out before he can even think of it.

“I am not going to hit you, doll. I will do something else,” he turned around. Her eyes almost shot out of her sockets.

“Oh, come on, doll face. What happened to this fear earlier?” he lashed