Karina

　　"Princess," he growled the word like it was a curse or maybe a prayer? "You have to stop."

　　I ignored him and continued working. His back was a mess. The cuts that had been left behind by the whip went deep into his flesh. I tended each one as tenderly as I could but he continued to moan.

　　How could anyone do this to another human being? "I'm so sorry," I whispered.

　　Damon grunted. "Please, you can't be doing this. It's ...