You thrash in your mystic bondage as she slips the blindfold over your eyes, your sight vanishing as she tightens it, obscuring your view of the room (and her) completely. You toss your head from side to side, trying to find some kind of light, but realize it's futile. The blindfold fits as though it was custom tailored to your face, blocking out any and all light.
From behind you, you hear her voice. "I am going to start training you by giving you two strikes with the bullwhip - one on each cheek. They're going to hurt. A lot. Prepare yourself." A moment later, she swings the whip through the air with a loud crack and a line of fire lights up on your left cheek. You jump in your restraints as the pain washes through you, but grit your teeth so as not to cry out. She lines up the next one and then swings the whip again, this time striking your right cheek. You still don't make a sound, but it burns like fire. You are clenching your teeth just to keep from crying out.
"Do I have your attention?" she asks. You are so focused on keeping your teeth clenched that you do not answer. You can almost feel her smile. "No? Ok," she says in a matter-of-fact tone. "Let me know when I have your attention. I'm in no hurry." The whip swings through the air, this time lashing diagonally across your back.
"OK!" you yell abruptly, twisting in your suspension as you seek some relief from the stinging line only to find none.
"Do I have your attention now?"
"Yes," you say meekly, your breathing heavy. The whip swings through the air, the leather biting into your right thigh with a SMACK.
"Yes what, slave?" she prompts.
"Yes Mistress!" you amend, lifting your feet up as you try to soothe your thigh by rubbing it with your calves. She snaps her fingers and your ankles are drawn apart and down toward the floor, leaving you suspended in an inverted Y position.
"Good," she says. "And just so you know, as we continue with our little 'talk' here, you'll be receiving more such strikes. Learning incentives. Pain focuses the mind on the present, and I really want your attention here for a while."
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