Keira's Pov

My arms were burning. I didn't think I could hold on any longer. It was becoming way too much for me to bear.

Sweat was already making my palms slippery, and my whole face was twisted in pain. What was the damn time! I'd hung there for five minutes now. Were they waiting to whip me when I fell?

“30 seconds past.” The third maid said, and the shock made my fingers slip from the curtain rod. The past five minutes of hell was only thirty seconds?

A rush of ...