On a miss, you pass out and get moved.

The idea of hanging in the air like a piece of meat excited Lily, but she had little time to figure out her situation. A woman dressed in black leather entered through a heavily locked metal door. Her body was lithe and voluptuous putting Lily's much smaller breasts to shame. The woman's eyes were like fire in the dark and she glided across the floor with a sensuous, predatory grace.

Lily trembled at the thought of what this woman had in store for her. Was she going to be taken by a woman, her body slowly broken until nothing remained but the slut she was becoming? Her pussy began to moisten at the thought and even the shame the followed only served to heighten the arousal that spread like fire through her body.

Snap, the sound of a cane against Lily's ass brought her mind back into focus. Her body twisted against the bonds trying to escape the pain only to be met again by another harsh crack against her sore behind. Jingles from her bell filled the air as she writhed, unable to break free from her bonds. The blows came one after the other with no words spoken giving Lily no means to hide from the moans each strike elicited. The blows continued with each one bringing Lily closer to orgasm her mind breaking under the strain. Just when she thought she could take no more ****, the woman grabbed and twisted her nipples harshly in time with a final stroke sending Lily crashing into release her mind succumbing to the pleasure and dropping her into darkness.

Darkness gave way to light as Lily slowly woke up her eyes heavy with sleep. As the world came into focus, she could make out that she was laying on a soft, plush bed in a sparsely decorated room. Harsh light from above made her blink, and she rolled onto her side to avoid the painful glare. After waiting for a few minutes for her eyes to adjust, Lily slid out of the bed and onto the floor her situation becoming more apparent and worrisome.

She was completely naked now and her ass felt sore from what she hoped was just the caning earlier. Memories of having her ass smacked by a wordless dominatrix sent a shiver down her spine, and subconsciously, she slid her petite fingers down to her moistened hole and began to rub her clit incessantly bringing herself to the edge of climax before pulling her hand a way.

What am I doing? The question hung in the cold air for a moment before she slid herself off the bed trying to push down the rising need within her core.