Blood dripped from Nigel's wounds as he tugged against the chains. Once again he had stepped in to save another slave from unfair treatment, taking his place to bear thrice the original punishment.
Unchained Desire Part 1
This is an exclusive blog post by writer, The Rogue. "...Better him with the whip than Isiaka. That one was a demon who hated everything black, including his own skin..."
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The rusty shackles bit into his skin, every link slicing his flesh while the foremaster whipped him senseless.
'Sorry papoose!' Hassan sympathized, yet not flinching in his blows. 'You really need to start letting the young ones carry their own weight.
''Thwack!' Another heavy blow from the bullwhip seared his skin, tearing little bits of flesh and spraying more blood all the ground.
'It's fine Hassan!' Nigel gnashed his teeth to suppress the pain. 'Three more to go and maybe you send your woman to comfort me. Eh?' The chuckle from his friend lessened the pain just before the other strokes fell..
Nigel knew Hassan since childhood and understood he was a good man who only had to carry out the masters orders. It must be just as hard for him too to whip his old friend. Better him with the whip than Isiaka. That one was a demon who hated everything black, including his own skin.
The remaining three blows descended in quick succession, signalling the end of the twenty four stroke whipping. He hoped his friend's speed at ending the punishment wasn't obvious to the master who watched from his two storeyed balcony. Mr shaw, A man ruthless enough to make the devil tremble. This was one of his lightest punishments he ever gave and Nigel couldn't be more grateful to him.
Hassan helped him down by loosening the chains. Looking to the master, Hassan asked if he was satisfied.
"Let him down and send him home." Shaw said calmly in his thick Texan accent. "Next time you try that, you would have to start again on your own wife".
Hassan's eyes lowered in pure hatred.
"I saw the last three were hurried, so think again negro!' Shaw waved them off as he left the balcony.
Just as his feet hit the floor, darkness descended upon Nigel...
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