Hung and Strung

Hung up, ready for pain, I will teach her to love the sting of My single tail. Dangling from the ceiling peach's flesh is exposed ready to paint. I warm her up with some heavy leather floggers turning her pale skin a beautiful shade of pink. Overwhelmed with emotion she starts to sob, I find her tears rather arousing so I switch to harsher whip. The viper lashing at her flesh, her cries flowing freely and My sadistic nature being awakened. she struggles and falters, I offer her a moment of pause before I pick up the single tail and begin setting her soul on fire!!!!!!!