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Beneath the Whip CHAPTER 72
JUDY’S POVMy thumb had lingered over the glowing answer button, wavering as a storm of emotions churned inside me. It had been so long since I had distanced myself from his cryptic and alluring world, a choice that had built an invisible wall between us. In all this time, he hadn’t reached out—not once—and I had convinced myself that this silence was a blessing in disguise. Perhaps it was easier to leave the past untouched, to let our connection fade into an uneasy stillness. Yet now, as his name lit up my screen, the fragile equilibrium I had crafted felt ready to shatter.The silence between us had been both a balm and a burden—a space I needed to rebuild myself but one that also left an ache in my chest.Finally, I pressed accept.“Hey,” I said cautiously, my voice betraying none of the turmoil inside me.“Hey,” Chris replied. His voice was calm, smooth, and disarming as always, a distinct contrast to the tension I felt.“How’s it going?” he asked, his tone as casual as if we w
Last Updated : 2025-01-02Beneath the Whip CHAPTER 73
JUDY’S POVWow! The silence stretched between us like a fragile thread, taut with all the emotions I was too afraid to voice. I fiddled with the hem of my shirt, staring at the muted glow of my phone, my heart thundering in my chest. Chris was still on the other end of the line, waiting, his quiet patience making the moment feel heavier.And then, before I could stop myself, the words slipped out, soft but laden with truth, “I missed you too.”There was a pause, just long enough for my face to flush with the realisation of what I had said. I didn’t plan to admit it—it wasn’t even fully clear to me until the words had left my lips. However it was true. Despite everything that had transpired, despite the confusion, the anger, and the hurt, I missed him. I missed his voice, his steady presence, the way he made me feel both safe and unsteady at the same time.It wasn’t simple longing; it was far more complicated than that. I missed him because, for better or worse, Chris had seen throu
Last Updated : 2025-01-02Beneath the Whip CHAPTER 74
CHRIS’ POVWhen Judy’s voice drifted through the phone, soft and hesitant, confessing that she missed me, my chest tightened in a way I hadn’t felt in a long time. Those words, simple yet profound, struck a chord so deep it left me momentarily speechless. For days, I had replayed every argument, every moment of tension between us, wondering if I had pushed her too far, if I had lost her for good. Yet here she was, admitting that she missed me.It wasn’t just the words themselves—it was the way she said them, laden with vulnerability and an honesty that seemed to cost her dearly. I could hear the tremor in her voice, the hesitation that spoke volumes about how hard it had been for her to admit it. My heart swelled with a mixture of relief and happiness, emotions I hadn’t allowed myself to fully embrace in weeks.Still, I couldn’t resist teasing her a little, wanting to test the waters of this newfound vulnerability. “How much did you miss me?” I asked, keeping my voice light, though
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JUDY’S POVWhen the invitation to the school party had first arrived, I had found myself staring at it with a mix of uncertainty and dread. The memory of past bullying clung to me like an unwelcome ghost, its whispers reminding me that staying away would be the safer, easier choice.But what if history repeated itself? What if I walked into that room, exposed and hopeful, only to face the same ridicule or exclusion I had endured before? The wounds from Jason’s betrayal still ached, scars etched into my confidence, reminding me of how trust could be shattered so easily. Now, the idea of stepping into a space teeming with unfamiliar faces felt like walking into a battlefield unarmed. Anxiety curled in my chest, warring with the faint hope that maybe this time, things could be different.But Chris’ words kept playing in my mind: Go, enjoy yourself, and take care of yourself. His encouragement had given me a strange sense of validation, and I wanted to prove to myself that I could ste
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JUDY’S POVThe timing was uncanny, as though he had been waiting for this very moment. My heart fluttered at the sight of his name lighting up the screen, a rush of anticipation mingled with a hint of unease as I hesitated just long enough before swiping to answer.As the call connected, Chris’ familiar face appeared, framed by the soft glow of his surroundings. Even through the small screen, his presence was undeniable—his sharp features illuminated in a way that made them look almost softer, more inviting. But it was more than just his appearance. There was something in the way he filled the space between us, commanding my attention effortlessly, making everything else fade into the background. The world outside the frame seemed to lose its meaning the moment he looked at me.“How was the party?” he asked, his tone casual but with an undertone of curiosity that I knew all too well.I hesitated for a moment, uncertain of how much to reveal, but then the words spilled out, and I bega
Last Updated : 2025-01-02Beneath the Whip CHAPTER 77
JUDY’S POV“Undress, Judy… I’ve missed you too much,” Chris murmured, his voice dripping with seduction, sending a shiver racing down my spine.His charismatic gaze locked onto mine through the screen, pulling me in, making the moment even more electrifying. There was something about the way he watched me, his eyes dark with hunger, that set my pulse racing. It reminded me of that day at his place, the way we had lost ourselves in each other without a care in the world—even when the servants might have caught a glimpse. However tonight, there were no prying eyes, no interruptions. It was just the two of us, wrapped in this intimate connection that defied distance.I obeyed him, slowly peeling away the layers of my clothing, his instructions guiding my movements. It wasn’t just undressing—it felt like a performance, a private striptease meant only for him. I may not have been Demi Moore, but I knew how to play to Chris’ desires, how to tease him until the tension crackled between us
Last Updated : 2025-01-02Beneath the Whip CHAPTER 1
JUDY’S POVIt had been nearly a year since Chris had started drifting away from me. At first, I tried to reach out, leaving him messages, showing up at his door, and even waiting for him outside of classes, hoping he would talk to me. But nothing worked. Ever since his father passed away a year ago, he had grown distant, almost untouchable, burying himself in silence. He never said it outright, but I knew that grief had changed him, making him quieter, harder to reach, and leaving me on the outside, uncertain of how to help.In the past, Chris and I had always been each other's go-to for school dances. It was a tradition of ours, and even the thought of going with anyone else had seemed strange—unthinkable, almost. I would look forward to those nights where we would dress up, meet up for photos, and laugh over nothing in particular, just because we were together. However this year, as the school dance approached, I found myself hesitating. How could I ask him to be my partner when w
Last Updated : 2024-12-09Beneath the Whip CHAPTER 2
CHRIS’ POVThe moment Judy stepped out in that dress, she was breathtaking. The dark green dress she was wearing clung to her frame in a way that were both elegant and striking, the colour bringing out the warmth in her complexion. The fabric shimmered faintly under the light, flowing gracefully as she moved, each step confident yet unassuming. The neckline highlighted the gentle curve of her collarbone, while the dress’ tailored fit accentuated her silhouette without being ostentatious.For a moment, I couldn't help but take in the sight of her. The way the dress complemented her natural beauty felt almost unfair, like she had stepped out of a painting. Then I caught myself staring and quickly masked my thoughts, straightening up as if nothing had phased me.A pang hit me, deep and sharp, an ache that felt so familiar it was almost comforting. It was as though every memory I had locked away had cracked open, flooding me with a wave of something I could not quite name—longing, regret
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Beneath the Whip CHAPTER 77
JUDY’S POV“Undress, Judy… I’ve missed you too much,” Chris murmured, his voice dripping with seduction, sending a shiver racing down my spine.His charismatic gaze locked onto mine through the screen, pulling me in, making the moment even more electrifying. There was something about the way he watched me, his eyes dark with hunger, that set my pulse racing. It reminded me of that day at his place, the way we had lost ourselves in each other without a care in the world—even when the servants might have caught a glimpse. However tonight, there were no prying eyes, no interruptions. It was just the two of us, wrapped in this intimate connection that defied distance.I obeyed him, slowly peeling away the layers of my clothing, his instructions guiding my movements. It wasn’t just undressing—it felt like a performance, a private striptease meant only for him. I may not have been Demi Moore, but I knew how to play to Chris’ desires, how to tease him until the tension crackled between us
Beneath the Whip CHAPTER 76
JUDY’S POVThe timing was uncanny, as though he had been waiting for this very moment. My heart fluttered at the sight of his name lighting up the screen, a rush of anticipation mingled with a hint of unease as I hesitated just long enough before swiping to answer.As the call connected, Chris’ familiar face appeared, framed by the soft glow of his surroundings. Even through the small screen, his presence was undeniable—his sharp features illuminated in a way that made them look almost softer, more inviting. But it was more than just his appearance. There was something in the way he filled the space between us, commanding my attention effortlessly, making everything else fade into the background. The world outside the frame seemed to lose its meaning the moment he looked at me.“How was the party?” he asked, his tone casual but with an undertone of curiosity that I knew all too well.I hesitated for a moment, uncertain of how much to reveal, but then the words spilled out, and I bega
Beneath the Whip CHAPTER 75
JUDY’S POVWhen the invitation to the school party had first arrived, I had found myself staring at it with a mix of uncertainty and dread. The memory of past bullying clung to me like an unwelcome ghost, its whispers reminding me that staying away would be the safer, easier choice.But what if history repeated itself? What if I walked into that room, exposed and hopeful, only to face the same ridicule or exclusion I had endured before? The wounds from Jason’s betrayal still ached, scars etched into my confidence, reminding me of how trust could be shattered so easily. Now, the idea of stepping into a space teeming with unfamiliar faces felt like walking into a battlefield unarmed. Anxiety curled in my chest, warring with the faint hope that maybe this time, things could be different.But Chris’ words kept playing in my mind: Go, enjoy yourself, and take care of yourself. His encouragement had given me a strange sense of validation, and I wanted to prove to myself that I could ste
Beneath the Whip CHAPTER 74
CHRIS’ POVWhen Judy’s voice drifted through the phone, soft and hesitant, confessing that she missed me, my chest tightened in a way I hadn’t felt in a long time. Those words, simple yet profound, struck a chord so deep it left me momentarily speechless. For days, I had replayed every argument, every moment of tension between us, wondering if I had pushed her too far, if I had lost her for good. Yet here she was, admitting that she missed me.It wasn’t just the words themselves—it was the way she said them, laden with vulnerability and an honesty that seemed to cost her dearly. I could hear the tremor in her voice, the hesitation that spoke volumes about how hard it had been for her to admit it. My heart swelled with a mixture of relief and happiness, emotions I hadn’t allowed myself to fully embrace in weeks.Still, I couldn’t resist teasing her a little, wanting to test the waters of this newfound vulnerability. “How much did you miss me?” I asked, keeping my voice light, though
Beneath the Whip CHAPTER 73
JUDY’S POVWow! The silence stretched between us like a fragile thread, taut with all the emotions I was too afraid to voice. I fiddled with the hem of my shirt, staring at the muted glow of my phone, my heart thundering in my chest. Chris was still on the other end of the line, waiting, his quiet patience making the moment feel heavier.And then, before I could stop myself, the words slipped out, soft but laden with truth, “I missed you too.”There was a pause, just long enough for my face to flush with the realisation of what I had said. I didn’t plan to admit it—it wasn’t even fully clear to me until the words had left my lips. However it was true. Despite everything that had transpired, despite the confusion, the anger, and the hurt, I missed him. I missed his voice, his steady presence, the way he made me feel both safe and unsteady at the same time.It wasn’t simple longing; it was far more complicated than that. I missed him because, for better or worse, Chris had seen throu
Beneath the Whip CHAPTER 72
JUDY’S POVMy thumb had lingered over the glowing answer button, wavering as a storm of emotions churned inside me. It had been so long since I had distanced myself from his cryptic and alluring world, a choice that had built an invisible wall between us. In all this time, he hadn’t reached out—not once—and I had convinced myself that this silence was a blessing in disguise. Perhaps it was easier to leave the past untouched, to let our connection fade into an uneasy stillness. Yet now, as his name lit up my screen, the fragile equilibrium I had crafted felt ready to shatter.The silence between us had been both a balm and a burden—a space I needed to rebuild myself but one that also left an ache in my chest.Finally, I pressed accept.“Hey,” I said cautiously, my voice betraying none of the turmoil inside me.“Hey,” Chris replied. His voice was calm, smooth, and disarming as always, a distinct contrast to the tension I felt.“How’s it going?” he asked, his tone as casual as if we w
Beneath the Whip CHAPTER 71
CHRIS POVIn truth, I had never seen Judy as a mere plaything. That perception would diminish the complexity of what I saw in her—the depths she tried to hide, the unspoken desires she buried so deeply even she seemed unaware of them. I understood because I recognised a reflection of myself in her. The same struggle, the same yearning for freedom mixed with the fear of surrendering control. It wasn’t about dominance; it was about unveiling something raw and real, something she hadn’t yet allowed herself to confront.But I had gone too far. That much was clear. Bringing her into my world, exposing her to a side of me she hadn’t asked to see—it was reckless. Even now, I could still see the conflict in her eyes, the way she hesitated before walking out of my place. Part of her wanted to stay, I was certain of it. But the larger part was terrified. I hadn’t anticipated that fear. Or maybe I had and ignored it, convinced that she just needed a push to see things my way.After she left,
Beneath the Whip CHAPTER 70
JUDY’S POVThe silk ropes brushed against my skin, their softness betraying the firm grip they had on my wrists and ankles. My breathing quickened as Chris tied the final knot, his movements deliberate and steady. I had agreed to this, albeit hesitantly, as part of my attempt to understand the pull Chris had over me and, perhaps, over myself. However now, as I lay bound and blindfolded, I could feel every nerve in my body coming alive in ways I hadn’t anticipated.The blindfold darkened my world, plunging me into an unfamiliar void. Without sight, every sound seemed louder, every touch magnified. I could hear Chris moving around the room—his footsteps, the subtle rustle of fabric, the soft creak of furniture. My heart pounded against my ribcage, torn between curiosity and apprehension."Are you okay?" Chris’ voice came from somewhere close, deep and reassuring.I nodded, my words failing me. The silk around my wrists wasn’t painful, but it held me firmly in place, leaving me both vul
Beneath the Whip CHAPTER 69
JUDY’S POV“I swear, I’ll make it up to you and I know it’ll take time…”Just when I thought that Chris would continue, that was the time when he decided to change the atmosphere in the room. I looked up to him and said nothing. Then, to my amazement, he gives me his hand to help me get up. “Come, I’ll guide you through the props.”Chris proved to be an exceptional guide, walking me through the intricacies of every detail with a clear and engaging explanation. His knowledge seemed boundless as she dived into the specifics of dungeons, dungeon masters, and the intricately designed scene rooms, each carefully curated with a unique array of props tailored to enhance the ambiance of its theme. Throughout the visit, his gaze rarely left me, his attention more focused on my reactions than on the explanations themselves. We passed through a variety of rooms, each with its own distinct purpose and aesthetic, until we arrived at one that caught my attention. Chris paused here, his tone s
