Jenn shivered at his touch, a whimper of pain escaping her lips at even the slightest amount of pressure over her abused body. His praise warmed her aching soul, although she had not seen herself as being brave.
"I don't think I could have begged for mercy, Sir... It wouldn't be right, I don't deserve mercy... I don't want mercy" Jenn whispered the last sentence, had she not already been crying she would have burst into tears at that confession. Now the punishment was over, what had happened to her was starting to sink in. The humiliation... degraded further than she'd ever been before and she had loved it...
Jenn did not move for a while even though she could have now the binds were gone and she was no longer required to stay where she was. Moving meant pain and she needed to compose herself so that she could carry out his orders. She sincerely hoped that Carrick had enjoyed her agony and torment, the poor man had wasted so much of his precious time on her. Even as an immortal, she was not worth even a second of his time.