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He towers over her coldly. The whip gripped lovingly in his hand as he gently tickles the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. She’s chained to the wall this time. The cold iron shackles holding her wrists and ankles are wide apart, exposing the most sensitive parts of her naked body to his cruel gaze. She raises her eyes to look at his leather clad physique in adoration, risking his wrath.

Sure enough, he notices her indiscretion and raises the whip for a punishing blow. Two…Three…Four…Five. Five new red welts begin spreading across her back and inner thighs. Lowering her eyes guiltily she mumbles the words she knows she must. “Sorry Master”.





