Semua Bab Punish Me, Master : Bab 11 - Bab 14

Seeing this Silas interjected calmly, his voice deep and authoritative. "Enough. This isn't productive. Kyra, you may return to class. We'll handle this appropriately.” He turned to the principal before she could say anything. “If the student is saying she doesn't feel safe at home around her father. I think we shouldn't take it lightly.” But the damage was done. Kyra flees the office, sobs wracking her frail body, feeling more vulnerable than ever, a pitiful girl crumbling under the weight of insults, her bitter life a cycle of wrongs with no escape.After classes, dread coiled in her stomach as she approached the campus gate. Silas had texted he'd pick her up soon, but there, lurking like a predator, was her father. His bloodshot eyes locked on her, and he charged forward, his massive hand cracking across her face in a brutal slap. "There you are, you thieving bitch!"Pain exploded, stars bursting in her vision as she stumbled. He grabbed her arm, nails digging in, dragging her

Kyra's heart pounded as Silas led her down a hallway she hadn't noticed before, tucked behind a discreet door in his apartment. The air grew cooler, the lighting softer, as they descended a short flight of stairs. "This is my private space," he said quietly, his hand warm around hers. "No one comes here without invitation."She nodded, her fingers tightening slightly in his grip. They were still riding the wave of their earlier conversation, the tea, the encouragement, his serious question about entering his world. Now, it felt real. Too real. Her sneakers padded softly on the carpeted steps, and she kept her eyes down, a faint blush already warming her cheeks.He unlocked a heavy door with a key from his pocket, pushing it open to reveal the playroom. Dim, recessed lights cast a warm amber glow over the space, shadows dancing on the walls. Leather benches gleamed in the center, padded and sturdy, flanked by racks holding floggers with soft tails, coils of rope in neat bundles, and o