She has no idea how long she has been standing with her arms tied to the beam above, perspiration is running between her breasts as she tries once more to relax her muscles.
The leather straps binding her wrists bite into her tender skin as she struggles to ease the ache in her arms.
She asks herself why she is struggling, she wants this, and she asked Him if he would teach her to become a good submissive in the hope He would keep her. This is not what she imagined happening, being tied up in a cellar is not her idea of being taught anything and yet she trusts His judgment. She hears him enter and move around, she feels his hands on her breasts He asks if she is ready to become His, if she wants to change her mind she is to do so now, as there will be no changing of minds later. She tries to tell him that she wants to go ahead but her mouth is gagged and she is unable to speak clearly. He removes the gag and asks her again if she is ready this time she replies clearly “yes Sir”. He touches her breasts, stroking the soft flesh, using finger and thumb He pinches hard on her aroused nipples causing her to inhale sharply, then pain, pain so sharp a strangled moan escapes from her lips. He places a harsh clamp over each tip and watches as she tries to control her breathing, her body struggling to accept the sensation. He removes the blindfold and watches; He hears her labored breathing, smells her excitement. He does not want excitement He wants to see acceptance. He stands away from her and its then she notices the leather cat o nine tails attached to His belt. She becomes apprehensive and wonders if what she has asked for is really what she wants. He collects a small flogger from the table, He moves towards her and she closes her eyes. She waits for the first stroke but nothing happens, she opens her eyes and He is watching her. “Good’ He tells her,” I want to see your eyes open while I whip you, it will be painful but the pain will bring you pleasure, pleasure you have never before experienced” Before He has finished speaking He raises His arm and aims the flogger at her bare pussy. She lets out a scream and then realizes He had only gently tapped her, He laughs at her reaction and then as He lets the flogger fall again He whips her harder, again and again never more than she can take but enough to know that marks will be left on her in the morning. He removes the clamps an electrifying sensation shooting through her breasts as the blood rushes into the engorged tips, she doesn’t know if it is pain or pleasure that causes her to cry out, the relief is short lived as he takes the flogger and begins to whip her breasts paying attention to her swollen sensitive nipples. With each lash of the flogger her skin burns with arousal, His attention is drawn back to her pussy this time whipping her delicate lips. He stops and touches her feeling her wetness ‘you are enjoying this my little slut” he asks, “yes Sir “she whispers back to Him. His hands slide over her back and she lets out a soft moan as they travel down her body. The sharp burning pain of the cat o nine tails reaches her brain seconds after it has landed, she gasps, before she can catch her breath the whip lands again and is repeated often up and down her back and arse.