Mindy takes the switch on the cross.

Victoria unlocked the stock and lifted the wood plank up so Mindy could get out. She then guided the slave over to the 'X' shaped cross. Mindy let herself guided into the chains, facing out toward the room. Her legs were up on a platform where her ankle cuffs forced her legs apart. She had to stretch her short body to read the cuffs for her arms. She couldn't relax with the length of the chains being as far apart as they were, so she had to continually stretch in order not to add further strain on her arms. At least this time she'd be able to see what was happening, she thought. Then, she felt a moment of dread when Victoria pulled out a long black straight switch. The dominatrix flicked it against the cross, making a loud crack when it hit. Mindy winced.

"Don't like the sound of that, hmm?" Victoria uttered as she confidently paced in front of the smaller woman. "You ready to give up now and face the authorities then?"

Mindy shook her head.

"So you'll stick around and take it?"

Mindy nodded.

"I can't hear you."

"Yes..."

There was a snap against the wood again, causing Mindy to shrivel up and turn away from the sound.

"That's 'yes, mistress'," the domme corrected.

"Y..yes mistress..." Mindy quickly responded.

Victoria straightened up and smiled, "Good! You're a quick learner. Now, for your punishment, I will hitting you twenty times across those big and bountiful breasts of yours..." she said as she squeezed the mounds of flesh. "For every strike you wince or scream, I will further punish you by slapping you..." she dragged her switch down Mindy's belly and pushed it between the girl's legs, rubbing the staff between the folds. "Here..."

Mindy shivered. "Yes, mistress."

"Then let's begin!" The latex clad beauty pulled up her switch and slide it under Mindy's breasts horizontally. She lifted the stick to feel the heft of the two globes, then released them to watch their bounce. She smiled approvingly before giving them a hard thwack from the switch.

Mindy yelped, despite herself. She immediately clenched her teeth, realizing she'd added to her own punishment.

"That's one!" Mistress Victoria announced. She gave another smack of the switch and Mindy's breasts bounced accordingly. There was a red line where the switch had made contact. Mindy managed to take the hit without making a sound. The pain burned across her mounds. Her nipples poked out, stiffened by the pain. Another strike hit her and she endured it.

"Eyes open!" Victoria ordered as another strike whacked across her chest. The sound was sharp and bit into the air. Mindy could hear her own breath breathing heavily from enduring the pain. She was breathing through her clenched teeth as she saw the switch come at her again. She squinted and took the hit. "Eyes open!" Victoria demanded as she threatened with the switch. Mindy opened her eyes and turned away as another strike came at her.

"That's two!" Victoria counted. Mindy started sobbing as the pain of the strikes were building up and the thought of such hits on her privates frightened her even more. "Keep sobbing and I'll make it three!"

Mindy was trembling in her binds as she tried to steel herself for the next assault. She took the next three in succession without a sound but could no longer hold herself up straight because of the sheer pain her breasts were in. They ached and throbbed as they became more lined with red. She couldn't ease the blow by swinging back either because she was blocked by the wooden cross. She tried to lean forward and this made it worse as the next three strikes caused her breasts to swing back and forth. She cried out, getting a third penalty, but also time to recover as she unabashedly bawled from the pain she had accumulated.

Mindy felt like her breasts had gone numb already by now, but the next hit was even more sensitive. She was caught off guard and yelled in shock, giving her a fourth violation. She mentally fortified herself for the next two hits and reassured herself that it was more than halfway over. The next hit she took with clenched butt cheeks and fists. She forced herself to be a statue for the one after that. Only five more left. She counted them and forced herself to take the pain. Four. Her body was sweating and her breathing was ragged. Three. This one struck her nipple and she yowled in pain. Two. She was biting into her cheeks to not make a noise. One. Victoria saved the best for last as this one felt like it was twice as hard as any of the others. Still, Mindy tensed up and forced herself to remain quiet. She panted hard and hung on her chains like a rag doll.

"Impressive," Victoria admitted after letting Mindy gather herself. "Now for your failures..."

The underhanded strike wasn't nearly as forceful as the side strikes due to the awkward angle, but the target was so sensitive, it didn't matter. Mindy felt a sharp pain from her nethers and wanted to double over, but remained restrained to the cross. She cried out and sobbed, her face dripping with slobber that dribbled down her body and at least cooled the burning a bit on her tender breasts. She looked down at the bright red wounds, blood rushed up against the skin, ready to leak out. She whimpered a little when the second strike hit and immediately sent her back into a fit. She struggled in her chains, tugging and flailing to no end. The third hit made her knees quaver. She didn't know how much more she could take of this. She tried to remember what the safe word was so she could escape this torture. The fourth hit wiped that thought from her mind as it went a searing white blank. She was sobbing inconsolably by the fifth hit, trembling in her chains.

"That is enough for now," Victoria stated. "Rest up and I will return shortly with your final punishment."

There was more? Mindy went cold with the thought. What more could she do to her? Mindy was left alone, still chained to the cross as Victoria left the area. The adrenaline rush Mindy was riding throughout the torture was finally subsiding and as her heart rate wound down, she could feel the after effects of her punishment. Her breasts were pounding against her, so was her pussy. The hot burns felt as if they were cooling, the pain dulled, sending her into a pacified state. She breathed slowly, waiting for her last punishment, whatever it may be.