Keep resisting

You don't care how much this woman gets off on your defiance, you won't do as she asks. Bruises are temporary problems, but compromising your self respect is permanent. You remain silent and brace for her next lashing, taking it without making a sound. She hits you harder the next time, and you have to yelp in pain. This garners an approving noise and she quickly lashes you again. She's hitting your shoulders now, and you can feel the bruises forming as she hits them again and again. You keep your resolve for long enough that she stops whipping you.

"You know, I was sure you'd be an easy mark." She coils the whip around one hand, "But perhaps you'll be more entertaining than I thought."

She is masturbating openly now, stroking her long cock with the coiled whip. She walks over to the corner of the room and looms over you.

"Say the words, ****. 'I'm sorry master, it won't happen again.'" Her eyes are alight with a passion you have not yet seen. "I will enjoy finding new ways to punish you until you submit."

Your mind races, wondering what else she has planned besides the whip.