Chapter 8 The s*x

Leilani cried and knelt on the floor. Slowly, she pulled down her skimpy dress and was naked the next second.

The Alpha rolled the long whip in his hand and brought it down heavily on her naked back.

Leilani gasped in sharply as she tried to maintain her position. Her hands clutched tightly on her laps as she panted, staring down. Her tears dropped in front of her.

"Ten strokes for disobeying my command. Count out loud, slave." Tarzan's powerful voice ordered and he brought down the second stroke without warning.

Leilani cried out this time around, called out the number as she got back to the kneeling position.

Another stroke landed on her back, making her fall flat on the ground.

She couldn't call the third number. She was wiggling on the floor with pain as she breathed heavily. She couldn't cry no more, didn't have the strength to and didn't have any more tears left in her eyes.

"Get back on the kneeling position or your strokes will be doubled." Tarzan ordered, glaring hard at her.

Leilani's eyes were closed with pain. She slowly sat up and almost slipped on her own blood. Her back was bruised, tore and bleeding.

King Tarzan stood up, bent his head and saw the bruises with blood. His eyes sparkled with excitement as a small wicked grin touched the corner of his lips. He whipped her again and again until the ten strokes were complete.

Leilani laid on the ground, now bleeding badly as she fought for breath. Her eyes opened but they were lifeless. The pain was unbearable and she couldn't even cry. She only struggled for breath.

The whip dropped from Tarzan's hand and he slowly walked to the window. He stared down at his hand with satisfaction at the blood stains there.

"You remember that night, don't you? That night you threw in the snakes." Tarzan said, staring into the dark. His eyes were livid with anger. He just couldn't get enough of making the girl in there with him suffer. He just couldn't get enough of it.

Leilani laid still, her face down as she slowly moved on the floor, fighting to stay alive. She never wanted to die, no matter what she faced. She'd always wanted to stay alive, having this feeling that life had something beautiful for her.

She was now a slave; slave to someone she knew from the past.

The Alpha slowly turned to stare down at her and shook his head. "I killed the snakes thst day before they could get their venom into me.

"You remember the night of the fire? The very day I shall never forget. I'm still alive though, alive and giving you the torment you deserve." Tarzan said, walking back towards her.

"Get up on your feet." He breathed out the words as he watched her with all the hatred he could gather.

Leilani pushed herself on her knees, slowly stood up on her feet. She staggered badly but forced herself to remain standing.

"Do I pull my garment off so you can see something entertaining? Something to laugh at?" The Alpha asked, teasing the rope holding his robe.

Layla began to shake her head, tears falling out effortlessly.

"Off to the bed. Lay flat with your face down. Not a single blood stain on the bed else you will pay for it."

Leilani staggered to the bed and gently laid on it with her back up and her face facing down. She winced in pain at the excruciating pain roaming all over her back but she dared not move.

King Tarzan moved closer, stared at her back with satisfaction. "It doesn't look half as bad as someone's back that we know but I love that you are in great pain. Nothing more I desire more than this." He said abd paused. "Spread your legs. Wide." Tarzan said after a brief silence.

Leilani closed her eyes tightly and forced herself to spread her legs.

When she had done that, Tarzan stood in between her legs, spread them even more wide, making Leilani gasped sharply in pain.

He bent over her, pulled her head up with her hair, then whispered into her ear from behind,"I will keep this first memory as a trophy, dear slave." Without warning, he drove into Leilani's almost tight p*ssy and plunged so deep into her.