My play toy is secured to My whipping post, she looks nervous as I warm up her flesh with My floggers. she has earned herself 131 lashes from Me for impertinent behaviour and I will not let her loose until I have had My fill. I am dressed in jeans, vest and leather boots, rabbit naked except from her panties. My plethora of whips at the ready, looking exceptionally menacing. I start with the martinet, one lash and she screams, her shriek echoing down the garden. Ten in and the tears start to flow, she is really struggling, the weight of the large number she has accumulated looming over her,...

My play toy is secured to My whipping post, she looks nervous as I warm up her flesh with My floggers. she has earned herself 131 lashes from Me for impertinent behaviour and I will not let her loose until I have had My fill. I am dressed in jeans, vest and leather boots, rabbit naked except from her panties. My plethora of whips at the ready, looking exceptionally menacing. I start with the martinet, one lash and she screams, her shriek echoing down the garden. Ten in and the tears start to flow, she is really struggling, the weight of the large number she has accumulated looming over her, fear rippling through every inch of her body and each strike feeling like fire ripping through her flesh. she falls, screams, begs, cries, pleads............. I do not desist. Each number crossed off is a step closer to her lesson being over. I pick her up each time she falters, I assure her that I will catch her every time she falls and I promise to not let her break. Martinet, single tail, snake whip, signal whip ............ she slowly makes her way through My arsenal. The wicked sadistic smile spreading across My face caused by her pain is a sight to behold........... We make to 90........... but will I reach 131??????