Zoey's tear-streaked face showed visible relief when she watched him set the paddle down. She blushed at his praise, hating herself for her weakness. The voice inside of her still screamed for her to fight,to resist but that voice was drown out by the louder desperate voice that just wanted the pain to stop. As he stepped up to her she cringed in expectation of another hard blow so she was very shocked when his hand stroked gently along her skin. The combination of his touch and being told her was a good girl made her blush deepen in embarrassment and shame. She knew that she was giving in and she wanted to keep fighting but the caress felt much better than the lash or the paddle. Part of her started thinking that if she just behaved that this might not be as bad as she thought.<br/><br/>The raven-haired little former noble whimpered and resisted for only a second when his hand moved her arm away from her breasts. Again the blush deepened, her face now almost the same color as the welts on her body and the rest of her skin flushing a pretty pale pink. She let his hands move over her as she listened to him the blush deepening more and more until she was as red as when he had choked her to the point of losing consciousness. She dreaded what he wanted from her but as she felt him gently, carefully positioning her, the contrast served to remind her how much worse things could be. The thought of using her mouth to service him revolted her. It was so demeaning and shameful that she sincerely thought of trying to crawl away again.<br/><br/>The voice in her head that was terrified of the pain that she had already suffered reminded her that pride and decency were words her new life did not include. So, as fresh tears started to slide over her cheeks, Zoey gave in again. Putting her hands in her lap and arching her back as she'd been instructed to force her chest out, she let her eyes drift closed. Taking a few deep steadying breaths, she let her mouth open wide. Her tongue slipped out to wet her lips in an unintentionally enticing gesture. It was a sight no straight man could resist. the pretty, slender form with its pale skin practically glowing in the light streaming through the windows. She shivered nervously, with her eyes closed she was essentially defenceless and anything her decided to do would catch her completely off guard. Her ovalled lips trembled as well and the overall picture was incredible. A beautiful young woman kneeling perfectly and submissively with her mouth wide in open invitation and her ample charms outthrust displayed for her owner.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>