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CHRIS’ POVAfter I finally calmed down, the tempest of emotions within me began to settle. My chest no longer heaved with anger, and the storm that had raged in my mind gave way to an eerie silence. I found myself staring at the horizon, its endless expanse mirroring the chaos I was trying to make sense of. Judy’s sharp words and defiant actions played on repeat in my thoughts, each loop stinging me with fresh waves of confusion and resentment.Judy was so mad at me that she just walked away and it seemed that she was no longer afraid of me. As much as her anger frustrated me, a small, unwelcome voice of doubt crept in. Had I crossed a line? Maybe my actions, driven by the heat of the moment, had been too impulsive, too domineering to see her side of things—if, that is, there was a side beyond my own arrogance to consider.But Judy didn’t understand. She couldn’t grasp why I had taken such a drastic step. I had done it to shield her, to make sure no one dared to speak ill of her ever
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JUDY’S POVI had suffered more strange looks and whispers at school, the kind that followed me down hallways and pierced through every conversation I overheard. The rumours clung to me like a suffocating fog, and I couldn’t escape the weight of judgement in their eyes. It felt like the walls were closing in, and the pressure became unbearable. Oppressed and overwhelmed, I made the decision to take a temporary leave of absence, hoping to escape the relentless spotlight.When Chris learned about my decision, he showed up at my home unannounced. His methods were always his own, unconventional and often frustrating, but undeniably effective.I had been sitting in the living room, staring at nothing in particular, trying to gather my thoughts and convince myself that this break was the right choice. The knock on the door startled me, sharp and insistent. I hesitated for a moment before getting up to answer.Chris stood there, his expression unreadable but his presence commanding as ever.
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CHRIS’ POV“Since when have cameras been installed in classrooms without my knowledge?”My investigation hit roadblock after roadblock. It became clear that the school’s senior management was not merely indifferent—they were actively concealing certain truths. “We thought you knew?”“How would I know?”“We’re new here so we have no idea when it happened and who did it.”Whenever I pressed for details, their responses were evasive, their body language defensive. Even the staff members who might have known something seemed unusually tight-lipped, refusing to provide any substantial information.The biggest puzzle was the issue of the hidden cameras. Supposedly, they had been installed in the classroom, but as far as I could recall, there had never been cameras placed there before. It didn’t make sense. Why would they be there specifically at the time I was with Judy? And who had authorised such surveillance in the first place?The more I dwelled on it, the more my unease grew. Somethi
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JUDY’S POVWhen I regained consciousness, my head throbbed, and my vision was blurry. I was no longer outside. The cold air of the abandoned warehouse gnawed at my skin, making the shadows seem darker and the room feel smaller. The faint smell of rust and mildew hung heavy, and the flickering light of a single bulb overhead created an atmosphere straight out of a nightmare. My wrists burned where the coarse ropes dug into my skin, but it was nothing compared to the seething anger and humiliation bubbling inside me.I glared at the hooligans who stood a few feet away, their smug grins infuriating me further. "Let me go!" I shouted, my voice echoing through the empty space. "Do you even know who I am? You won’t get away with this!"My defiance seemed to amuse them. One of the men, a lanky figure with a scar running down his cheek, chuckled. "Oh, sweetheart, you're not exactly in a position to make threats." His words were coated with mockery, his tone oozing confidence that they hel
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CHRIS’ POVThe investigation was a mess—a chaotic tangle of false leads and unanswered questions that left me restless and irritable. The frustration coiled inside me like a spring wound too tight, threatening to snap.I needed answers. More than that, I needed someone to blame, someone to vent this unbearable pressure on. My thoughts kept circling back to Judy.I had been so busy in the investigation that I had not been in contact with Judy. I believed she might have liked the distance for I had not seen her trying to get my attention. This time, I was planning to go the extra mile in my torture. Yeah, I knew that I was a psycho but I was helpless. I was changed not only because of my father’s death, but also because of something that had happened to me when… Never mind! I just needed to find Judy.Her cryptic expressions, the lies she had told, the confusion she had sown—all of it was infuriating. I grabbed my phone, ready to call her and demand an explanation. As the phone rang,
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CHRIS’ POVUsing the powerful influence and resources of my family, it didn’t take long to locate the warehouse where Judy was being held captive. The moment I confirmed her location, I didn’t hesitate—I bolted toward the site with a single-minded focus, the thought of her terrified and alone consuming me. My pulse thundered as I approached the crumbling structure, its rusted walls streaked with decay and jagged glass glinting like sinister teeth in the broken windows. The air seemed to hum with foreboding, thick and suffocating. I didn’t let myself hesitate.With every ounce of strength, I drove my foot into the warped door, which groaned before crashing open. The inside reeked of dampness and neglect, shadows pooling in every corner. My breath hitched as my eyes darted across the chaos—splintered furniture, tattered curtains swaying in a ghostly breeze. And then, amidst the wreckage, I saw her.Judy sat on the cold concrete floor, her disheveled hair clinging to her tear-streaked
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JUDY’S POV“Acting all innocent now, are we?” a gruff voice sneered.It was a night that started out ordinary, a quiet evening where nothing seemed out of the ordinary—until everything spiralled into a nightmare. I had been held captive for what felt like an eternity, though it had likely only been hours. Fear clawed at my chest as I was in the dingy warehouse, surrounded by leering faces, each more menacing than the last. Their cruel laughter echoed in the empty space, sending chills down my spine. I curled up, my body trembling with the weight of impending doom.When the boss stepped closer, his predatory gaze locking onto me. My heart raced, my thoughts a chaotic blur. I was paralysed, the fight draining from me with every second that ticked by. I had never felt so helpless. Then, just as the tension reached its peak, the door to the warehouse burst open with a deafening crash.For a moment, I couldn’t process what was happening. My head snapped toward the source of the noise, an
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JUDY’S POVWhen the fog of shock and fear finally began to lift, clarity swept over me like a tidal wave. The moment my mind cleared, I felt the rage bubbling up from deep inside, and I couldn’t hold back anymore. I turned on Chris, fury burning in my chest, and spat the truth at him, “This was all because of you!”At first, Chris looked completely clueless, his brow furrowed in confusion, but it didn’t matter. I was done holding it in. I was done being passive. I was done pretending that everything would be fine. This nightmare wasn’t just some unfortunate event—it was a direct result of his reckless actions.“The person behind all this," I said, voice shaking with frustration, “is Katarina. It’s all her doing." The words left my mouth like venom, and I watched his face for any flicker of surprise. When the boss had come into the warehouse at that time, he had received a call from Katarina. He even mentioned her name.I was boiling with rage at that time thinking how could a girl
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JUDY’S POVFortunately, nobody was home. Chris carried me to the sofa in the living room, lay me on my tummy and gently spanked my buttocks.“My kitten needs a lot of punishment,” Chris said.“Meow,” I mumbled.He positioned himself behind me and made me go on my knees on the sofa.“What a great view Judy. I’ve missed you ass.”“Mmm… Chris…”As soon as he heard me moan, he moved his mouth closer to my opening. At first he sniffed, as if inhaling my scent which I was sure he had missed.“You smell awesome, kitten.”In a trice, he licked the opening gently and my heart throbbed. It felt so good and it had been way too long that I could feel the wetness building up. Within a few minutes, I cummed but Chris kept lapping on my juices.The more he lapped, the more I cummed. I believed that was why he had kept me so hungry all these weeks and he was right; the time we would be together I would taste the elixir. Indeed!All of a sudden, I felt him penetrating deeply inside and started poundin
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JUDY’S POV“I am happy,” I said again, slowly and clearly. “With you.”He let out a breath, some of the tension finally melting from his shoulders. “You mean that?”I nodded. “Completely.”Chris stared at me for a long moment before giving me a small, almost relieved smile. “You always know how to say the right things, don’t you?”I grinned.“Because I know you, Chris. And I know what we have is real.”His eyes softened. “Yeah… Yeah, it is.”For the first time since the call started, I saw the weight lifting off his shoulders. I knew, without a doubt, that no matter what doubts crept into his mind, I would always be there to chase them away.The past week had been frustrating beyond words. Chris had been sending me packages, but he forbade me from opening them. Every time I asked about them, he would simply say, “Not yet.” His teasing only grew worse during our video calls—he would guide me, push me to the edge, only to stop, leaving me aching and unsatisfied.At first, I thought
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CHRIS’ POVAfter ending the video call with Thane, I felt like I was drowning in my own thoughts. My mind was a storm of emotions—guilt, uncertainty, frustration. I couldn't shake the thought that maybe I had unknowingly shaped Judy’s desires, that she wasn’t with me out of love but because of some unresolved trauma. The weight of that realisation sat heavy on my chest.I couldn’t go home. I couldn’t go back to the training centre either. I needed an outlet, something to channel this frustration into before it consumed me.So, I went to the gym.The moment I walked in, the familiar scent of sweat and metal filled my lungs. The rhythmic pounding of weights, the faint sound of grunts and exertion, the steady beat of a playlist blasting through the speakers—it was grounding. Without hesitation, I changed into my workout gear and headed straight to the punching bag.I wrapped my hands, flexing my fingers as I took a deep breath. Then, I started throwing punches. Hard. Fast. One after th
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CHRIS’ POVThat evening, I made a point of calling Judy before bedtime in the United States, as I had promised earlier in the day, while I was in the washroom of our campus. Her familiar face lit up the screen, her shy smile warming my heart. She looked tired but content, her hair messy and her cheeks faintly pink.“Hey, kitten,” I said, my voice soft.“Hey,” she replied, her voice light but carrying a hint of sleepiness. “I missed you.”“I missed you too,” I said, the words laced with genuine emotion. “How was your day?”We chatted for a while, her voice gradually growing softer as the conversation drifted. I couldn’t resist teasing her slightly, guiding her thoughts towards something more intimate.“You look so cute right now,” I said, my tone dropping. “I bet you’d look even cuter if you listened to me.”Judy’s cheeks flushed a deep red, but she nodded hesitantly. “What do you want me to do?”“Relax,” I said, my voice calming but firm. “Lie back.”What followed was a slow, careful
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JUDY’S POVWhen Chris finally landed, my phone buzzed with a video call. Seeing his name on the screen brought a wave of relief and irritation in equal measure. I accepted the call, and there he was, his familiar face slightly pixelated but still so very Chris.“Hey, Judy,” he said with that boyish smile that always managed to weaken my resolve.“Hey,” I replied, my tone sharper than I intended. “Why didn’t you call as soon as you landed? I was worried!”Chris blinked, clearly taken aback. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you. I was just trying to get my baggage and—”“Chris, you know how much I hate waiting like that,” I interrupted, my voice cracking slightly. “You could have just texted me, even something short. Do you not care about how I feel?”The moment the words left my mouth, I felt guilt taking over me. It wasn’t fair to lash out, but the hours of waiting, combined with the sadness of him leaving, had been overwhelming.“Judy, of course I care,” he said, his tone soft, hi
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JUDY’S POVEnough of reminiscing about last night. I was time I finished showering.The morning was bittersweet. The sun cast a soft glow across the room, but my heart felt heavy knowing this would be the last morning Chris and I would share for a while. Once I was back from the bathroom, I found Chris already awake, sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at his half-packed luggage. His usually confident expression was replaced by something softer, more like unguarded.“I guess this is it,” he murmured, glancing over at me with a small, rueful smile.I nodded, swallowing the lump in my throat. “Let me help you finish packing,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady.Together, we folded clothes and organised his stuffs in the suitcase. The small, everyday act felt like a grounding ritual, a way to hold onto normalcy even as the weight of the impending goodbye loomed over us. I carefully placed one of his favourite hoodies on top of the pile.“Take this,” I said, smoothing the fabric
Beneath the Whip CHAPTER 115
JUDY’S POVLast night was one of the best since it was the last moment Chris and I would spend together before he would leave for Italy. Although I was exhausted from the lovemaking, my mind refused to rest. It wandered back to earlier that evening when Chris had handed me a neatly wrapped box, a mischievous twinkle in his mesmerizing blue eyes. I had no idea what to expect, but the moment I tore through the wrapping paper and saw the contents inside, my breath hitched.“Wow! A kitten set!” I exclaimed, my voice a mixture of surprise and excitement.Inside the box was everything for a pet play costume—a pair of fluffy black-and-pink cat ears, a matching tail butt plug, and a sleek leather collar adorned with a small silver bell. It was bold and playful, and I couldn’t help but smile at how well Chris seemed to know me.“I thought you might like it,” he said, his tone teasing but affectionate. “You’ve mentioned this kind of thing before, and I figured… why not make the fantasy a reali
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JUDY’S POVThe start of school was approaching, and Chris had accepted his mother’s arrangement to study abroad. It was a fantastic opportunity for him, but the reality of it weighed heavily on my heart. “Oh, Judy, I’m going to miss you so badly, but what can I do?”“I can totally understand, Chris. It’s for your future, Chris.”The thought of not seeing him for such a long time was unbearable. We had shared so much, and now, with this looming distance, it felt like everything was slipping through my fingers.I wanted to be supportive—I knew this was important for Chris—but it was still heartbreaking. Knowing that our time together was limited made every moment feel precious. We had to make the most of it, and I was determined to savour every second.That morning, Chris had gone out for some work. I tried to distract myself by spending time with my family, but even as I laughed and talked with them, my mind kept drifting back to him. “So, Chris is going for further studies?” My mom
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CHRIS’ POVWhen we had gone downstairs for breakfast, George and Jane were there. While Jane was very welcoming and happy, George was sulking. “Good morning, you two! I made pancakes, and there’s fresh coffee on the counter,” Jane said, her voice as inviting as ever.George sat rigidly, hunched over his newspaper, with the faintest furrow of disapproval etched into his brow. He didn’t so much as glance at me, his focus fixed on his paper as though it held the secrets to the universe.I couldn’t help but wonder if their demeanor had anything to do with last night. While I didn’t recall being particularly loud, Judy’s uninhibited moaning might have carried through the walls. A part of me cringed at the thought, but another part dismissed it just as quickly. If anything, they should be glad that I was keeping Judy happy! I saw how Judy tensed up when she noticed her father ignoring me, whereas Jane was doing her utmost best to ease the tension that had suddenly invaded the whole place
