You look at me and wonder if you should try talking to me. You wonder if talking could get you a gag in the mouth, as the girl in the video received for her talking. You wonder what if you don't talk. Maybe that is what I want you to do. Maybe I could be persuaded into letting you pleasure me with your mouth, instead of using a gag to keep you quiet. Maybe you can get me to remember some of the past times when your mouth has gone to the extreme to make me happy, and that you would be more than happy to do this again, if I would only ask. Or should you suggest it? You decide not to talk, but to just do as I say and watch the video. You watch and wait for what happens next.
The girl in the video is in the acceptance stage now, just taking the pain he is giving her with the crop. Little whimpers escape her throat with each blow of the crop, only to have each suppressed by the gag in her mouth. She thinks if only she could cry out, the pain wouldn't be so bad. All that can be heard is the vicious snap of the crop on her naked body and his laughs and lurid comments about her condition. She wonders what other torturous toys he has in store for her. The flogger, and then the riding crop are mean enough, but they are only 2 of the mentioned 8 toys to be used to punish her. A part of her dreads the next 6 toys. But, deep down inside her pussy, she can't wait for what is to come.
You watch as he strikes her over and over with the crop until a total of 100 strokes finally land. There is a short time now, when she can rest and recover from the torment, while he goes to the box for another toy. She twists around to see what he finds acceptable for the third tool of her punishment. He talks to himself under his breath, but loud enough for her to hear. She hears him say "This would be nice" and "This should wait until later" and "Ah, very nice..., very nice". She tries to visualize what he is referring to as he talks. Then, out comes his choice, a short little whip, about 18 inches long. It looks like a thin cane covered in leather.
She screams from beneath the gag and struggles in her bonds, remembering the last time that whip was used on her. She had the marks for days after. Her bottom was sore and it was near impossible to sit. And, every time she did sit, she would remember the experience she had been forced into. He is a very stern man, and he is also quite good at creating a mental picture for her mind to contemplate. This had been one of those times...when he tied her up and laid the toys out before her to see. He had told her only one would be used on her, but he wouldn't tell her which one. Later she found out it was this whip..., this evil and nasty whip. And now, it was in his hand again!