She suffers, but doesn't break.

You let her wear herself out yelling and cursing at you.

The flogging begins.

She puts up a brave face, but suffers under your hand. No sign of weakness yet.

"You have no control," you say, pressing some chloroform to her face, "No will of your own. Sleep now, bitch!"

While she's out, you tie her to the same post in a slightly-new position...

You leave her there and watch her while you contact one of your more cruel men to come and punish her.

She awakens a bit later and tests her bonds. No give.

You can practically see the 'gears turning' as she tries to asses her situation. She must be considering all of her options.

A few minutes later, you enter with her phone. You've cracked it, of course, and are looking through her pictures.

"This one looks interesting- you and some busty blonde. Is she your Boss?"

You hold the phone by her head and let her see it...

Being well-trained, she gives away nothing save for some micro-expressions.

"I bet your redheaded friend took this. Or was it your Latina friend?
I suppose I could just ask them now in the other room..."

This angers her, drawing more cursing and more posturing.
Yeah, threaten me while you're naked and locked in cold steel at my beck and call- good move.

Testing her, you cross near her legs and, sure enough, she tries to kick you. You easily block it.

"That was a mistake. I guess you want your feet punished today. Well, you'll get your wish."

You smother her with the chloroform again with one hand, while filming it on her phone with the other. In her position, she's helpless.

She awakens about twenty minutes later and hears the door open.

In this new position, she can only look on helplessly...

She knows that this won't be good.