Give Em Whiplash Novels & Stories

I exhale a deep breath and I do the first thing on my mind, I slap him, really hard - really really hard. ********* Nikolas's POV It felt like I was being shaken back to reality. A stuttered breath left my lungs and my upper body edged forward at the impact. I blinked my eyes open to see Emma eyeing me with a worried expression. That expression immediately fell off and a smile spread over her lips, "Oh, thank god!" She said. I blinked in confusion and rubbed at my cheek, it hurts; confusion tightened my eyebrows and I asked, "Did you just...did you slap me?"

Godfather loved playing with different types of poison. There came the second and the third whiplash in quick succession. Kong whipped me with all his might sending pains circulating through every living core in my body. Waves of agony rippled through me, reaching every nerve, every muscle, every ounce of my being. Overwhelmed, my legs buckled beneath me, and I collapsed onto my belly, defeated. The cold ground offered no comfort as I lay there, trembling and whimpering under the weight of the pain.

My hands were hurting because it was raised. "Get the whip, give her 50 strokes of cane on her back. If you don't do the flogging properly, I might change my mind then you'll be the one receiving the punishments instead of her" Emery ordered with an emotionless voice that was so cold and inhumane.