Turning you around

As Darius takes a break your head hangs low in exhaustion from this agonizing experience. In your current state you can barely tell what's going on around you and don't have the resolve to look up and see. You can tell that there's movement going on but in your defeated state you don't bother to check what's happening.

You're roused from your near **** state when two of the men unbuckle your arms and then your legs. You no longer have the fight left in you to resist or struggle anymore, failing to see the point considering how much stronger they are than you. Everything feels so hopeless and you can feel yourself being broken as time goes on. The men completely release you from your restraints but even then you no longer have the hope that they've finished with your punishment.

Instead they simply turn you around and lock you right back in, but this time with your back facing towards your new masters.

"Wanna have a go?" You hear Darius say behind you, but you're unsure of the context.

"Sure." You hear Miles say, with that dull serious tone that he has.

Next you hear some footsteps behind you before feeling someone close to your body. You turn your head slightly to see that it's Miles.

"Each time you feel the whip hit your skin, I want you to think over your mistakes and how you'll never make them again Bunny."

You let out a soft "mmhmmm" into your gag.

Miles then steps back to be at the ideal whippng range before you hear another crack of the whip and feel it's cold sting against your skin. Miles is whipping right on your ass, a fairly large target for him given your MILF proportions. Despite the large target, just like Darius he is an expert with the whip and never seems to hit the same spot twice. Instead, he paints your ass pink as he leaves a number of cruel pink lines all over your ass.