Well how about helping out a returning user, eh?

A scream. Not the 'ow-I'm-in-pain' kind of scream, but rather a 'god-dammit-this-hurts-i-want-to-murder-him' kind of scream. God how badly she wanted to murder this bastard. Screw catching him alive and putting him behind bars. She was almost willing to do anything, anything to get him to stop. He hissed in pain, blinking and glaring at him again, despite the pain. God it hurt so much. As if there were a red-hot iron being pressed against her back. Like a million needles were being stabbed into her back. She hated it, wanted it gone. They were almost afraid to try and look, unwilling to see the damage that the whip had caused.