Doug ran his hand sensuosly down Louise's back, slowly teasing her, listening to her sighs that were both reveling and wanting. His light touch on her soft skin sent her into heaven, but what she really wanted was a little bit of hell. The tallish, long haired Spanish beauty had grown to crave the lash, much like "O". Yes, Doug had whipped her many times, but never in a setting such as this. Oh she wanted this! "Please whip me hard!" She thought, but she knew better than to rush him.

The dark-haired man with gray at the temples stood in back of his lovely suspended senorita, holding a whip Louise should be familiar with. Without letting her wait another moment, the shirtless man held the handle of the menacing flogger tightly, and brought his wrist back. With a forward motion the dominant man snapped the tails onto the waiting bare back of the trussed up damsel. Her reaction was predictable: a shriek into the ball-gag and an arched back. Allowing for the full effect to permeate her body, he hesitated before delivering the next slash, an inch below the first one. Same result. The next one fell forcefully across both bottom cheeks. Louise loved having her ass whipped. But her weakness was her thighs, and when the next flash lit up her vulnerable back left thigh, she yanked her bonds, threw back her head and let out a high-pitched yelp into the hard-rubber gag.

A few more stripes across her back, buttocks and thighs completed the whipping of her backside. But Doug wasn't quite done. He strolled over to where the implements hung, put up the long flogger and took down a shorter one with only six tails. "Perfect," he said with a slight smile.

Facing his suspended slave this time, he saw her eyes widen. She knew what was coming...and she wanted it! The first slash landed on the top of her right breast. More yelps. Another one on the same spot on the left one. "Mmmph"
The next one caught her directly on the right nipple. She screamed into the gag. He checked between her legs; a fucking river, he smiled. Another slash, on her left nipple, same result.

The methodical whipping continued right down her tummy. Red marks soon covered her abdomen. He purposely skirted her pussy, but did not neglect the front of both thighs.

Waiting a few moments to admire his freshly whipped woman, he had to resist the urge to take her down, lay her down and fuck her right then and there. But not yet.

He held the handle of the short whip so that the strands pointed downward. Taking careful aim, Doug swung the tails slowly toward her sacred juncture. Despite her ankles and legs bound together, her pussy was still vulnerable, and he had the perfect tool for using on narrow places. Tapping the strands slowly against the hairy female organ, he could see in her eyes. She was begging, please whip my pussy! The man obliged with a hard thwap! Louise sagged in her bonds, letting the penetrating pain spread throughout her now turned-on body. Doug looked into her eyes once more. The peek of agony was there for sure, but he also detected a sincere thank you.

That was all he wanted to see, for Doug was not a sadist. Louise was a willing participant, who got what she wanted.

They had an hour, he thought. This scene had taken a half hour. He looked over at the stocks and smiled.