Lucinda couldnât help but smile as she looked at Nathaniel.
The window was opened so the chilly night air blew in.
Nathaniel wore only a thin shirt.
His limbs and back had frozen.
Lucinda noticed this and straightened his clothes for him.
She then moved the quilt up to cover his back.
She still kept him tied up though.
Instead of untying him, she asked in a playful tone, âSo, how do you want to be punished? Tell me.
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His ears turned even redder.
How was he expected to say such an embarrassing and demeaning thing?
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It was awkward to think of.
Nathaniel asked, âAre there any options I can choose from?â
âUhmm⦠Let me think.
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Sitting on the edge of his bed, she intertwined her fingers over her chest and quirked her brows in a playful manner.
âNow that youâve taken the antidote, Iâm pretty sure your physical state has significantly improved.
You have two choices, kneel in the garden overnight or let Rickey whip you two hundred times.
Itâs up to you.
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When Nathaniel heard this, he swallowed hard.
His body was cold, and he also felt down.
She was indeed merciless towards him.
Lucinda posed a sly grin and questioned, âWhatâs your pick?â
Biting his thin lips, Nathaniel mulled over for a considerable amount of time and asked softly, âIs there a third option? Iâll go for the third one.
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âOf course.
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Lucindaâs face lit up with mischief as she spoke again.
âItâs kneeling all night in the garden and getting two hundred lashes on your back.
A combination of the first two options.
Thatâs a wise choice!â
He inhaled deeply, his back heaving up and down as his heart throbbing with pain.
Lucinda saw how he reacted.
She grinned and struggled to contain her laughter.
She then got up and was about to untie him.
âHead to the garden right away.
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Nathaniel moved his hands aside to prevent her from untying them, and continued to plead softly, âLucinda⦠Iâm still not fully recovered.