She's denied and hogtied.

The Sarge knows that she wants pleasure.
The Sarge knows that she can't have it!

He pulls his hand away and slaps the front of her thigh.

"That's. Enough. Of. That."
He punctuates each word with a blow.

"I'll be back in a bit. I need to find a nice bit of sand for you."
'Oh no.'

******

A bit later, Dee finds herself even less comfortable than before.

She's tied tightly while laying in the sand on her stomach.
Each limb is tied tight and anchored to a stake in the ground.

Her poor nipples rub in the sand.
The gag- tied around her head- muffles her mournful cries.

Sarge eventually gives her his full attention again.

He gets down on one knee in front of her and grabs her head.

With his other hand, he spanks her ass.

"When I'm done with you, you'll be begging to return to your man."
Dee tries to look defiant.

"You seemed to enjoy pain earlier, didn't you? You got all wet for me."
'That's not why and you know it!'

He spanks her ass for a bit, hitting both cheeks separately.
He makes her look him in the eyes as he does it.

"If you like pain, then how do you feel about this?"

He changes targets and begins to tickle her exposed sides!