I had no time to think about strangling Damian. I always knew I was physically as well as mentally weak though I was good at hiding it. Luke took my arm and steered me to the couch. From the corner of my eyes, I saw him scoop up his bag. I knew I would be reacquainted with each and every tool he brought, and my pulse accelerated.

"Bend over the couch. We're getting this part of your punishment over with first and then we'll start the real fun. Hands on the back of your ...