27. The Death Bed.

"You will do no such thing!" Winifred screamed, 3vwn though she was very scared as she knew this lady hated her so much for a reason she was yet to understand so she knew she was capable of carrying out her threats coupled with the fact that her so called master had literally given he rather go ahead to train her on the harshest way possible. She was of course going to use this opportunity bestowed on her to the fullest.

"Watch me." Florence simply said, in a daring tone, before facing the other four girls in the room and giving instructions to them, "before stripping her, drag her out of here to the common garden, I'll deal with her there."

On hearing that, the girls proceeded to drag Winifred to the garden which was an open space within the salves quarters but exposed as well to every other wolf since it was the space that joined the other parts of the castle to the slaves' quarters. While Winifred kept squirming and trying to get out of the hard grip the girls had, it was only futile as she was finally dumped on the floor next to a desk that had thick red stains on it, Winifred hoped it was she what she was thinking.

But then, it was exactly what she was thinking, it was blood stains. Multiple servants and slaves had been dealt with on that long desk and dealing with them makes them bleed a lot of times, hence the blood, the desk was in fact popularly known as the Death bed as it was rumored that some slaves and servants had died while been flogged on that same desk, having bled profusely.  It was at this point that Winifred knew that her mouth and fiestiness had finally put her into a big trouble she didn't expect.

Slaves and servants had began to go around the castle to spread the news of the insolent new slave about to be dealt with on the death table. Many were elated, some were indifferent while few felt it was too soon for her to already feel the death bed. Many of the lycans, both low ranked and high ranked had began to gather around the garden to witness the humiliation if Prince Arthur's sex slave.

"She definitely deserves it!" One of the male high ranked wolves that were watching said.

"Yes, she does. Maybe she'll now know her place in this castle. For some reason, she acts like she's all that." A female wolf replied.

Two of the slaves that had been asked to fetch the canes finally arrived and with the canes in their hands, Winifred's eyes went wide on seeing the canes, it was almost as if her eye balls were going to fall out of their sockets and this caused a few of the spectators around there to snicker and laugh at her expression. Even Florence smirked, she was literally the happiest person in that garden at that moment, she felt like she had been chosen to be the new Luna of the lycan Kingdom.

Winifred on the other hand kept looking at the canes as they went from the slaves hands to Florence's hands. Just one of the canes was the size of a palm cane and about four of those were tied together to make one cane. Winifred was very scared and she swallowed multiple times.

"Now, I'm going to give you the chance to help yourself here, so it doesn't look like Florence has started her evil ways again and is punishing the slaves for no reason. Now, pick one of these two options, one, you either apologize to me by stripping naked and the groveling on the floor while pleading for me to forgive you, or two, you lie down on the death bed and get whipped with these canes twenty times. The choice is yours, I've been lenient enough, don't you think so?" Florence said, with a smug grin on her face.

Winifred stared at her in disbelief and her mouth was about to open and say more things that was sure to infuriate the witch in front of her even more, so she decided against speaking and kept her mouth shut all the while glaring at Florence.

One thing was sure withing her though, there was no way she was going to grovel on the floor asking for her forgiveness when she did nothing wrong and even while being naked in front of all these people at that, there was no way in hell she would choose to humiliate herself that way. And so she chose the second option, better to get flogged than do that, she decided within her as she walked towards the said death bed and laid on it, looking down at the floor since there was an hoke in the desk that made that possible. She earned gasps and snickers from the spectators after she did that.

"Ugh, she's so proud for someone that has nothing." One of the servants said.

"Right? What's so special about stripping and groveling for forgiveness, like she didn't do worst than that at the house of Babylon that she was bought from." Another said.

"Just because her body is flawless, she must think she can't expose it to just anyone."

"That's stupidity, that body is about to be tattered and filled with scars right now and it's not like she's not almost naked by the way, so what's wrong with just showing it all."

"That's the stupid ego in her and it's good that she chose to be flogged so that ego, pride and rudeness would be flogged out of her instantly. She needs to know where she has been brought to, maybe this will wake her up from the dream she thinks she's I'm. Well, that's if she doesn't die in the process anyway."

Florence never expected her to actually choose the second option, she thought she would never do something that could of course leaf leaf her death or her having marks on her body, one she seemed to cherish so much and so she was more infuriated, she grabbed one of the bonded canes and without any warning, she raised up high and landed it on Winifred's buttocks catching most of the spectators off guard while Winifred jumped off the desk in pain and shock.

Florence signaled to four of the maids to help hold her back down and they did giving no room for her 4o even squirm. Winifred didn't want to scream nor cry either so she pursed her lips so hard that she felt like she might tear both lips off at the impact. She felt like another hard one was about to land on her buttocks but just when it was about to land, she heard a familiar presence storm in, interrupting the whole thing.

"WHAT ON EARTH DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!" The voice thundered.