To be punished

The men effortlessly carry you down the stairs into the basement and then back up to the storage room where the X cross is, the same one that you had seen Bitch Tits bound to previously. Being up here you're reminded of how you had previously thought you would do whatever it took to avoid being up here, the irony stings.

Working in unison they bind both your arms and then both your legs to the cross so your front is facing towards them. You continue to struggle the whole time but the far stronger men barely even notice it. The rest of the men as well as Bitch Tits and Misty stand surrounding your cross, looking on awaiting your punishment. The men all have a twistedly excited grin on their faces and the two girls seem mildly happy that it's not them in your spot right now. Directly in front of you stands Darius brandishing the same whip he had previously used on Bitch Tits. Seeing it up close and personal now you can see that it isn't the kind of whip you'd find on a bull farm, but rather the kind you would see in a sex shop. It's only a medium length and made of some sort of faux leather, maybe rubber, with a single tail on the end. It's not the kind that will make you bleed, but it sure as hell will sting. No matter if the whip is real or not, you don't want that thing anywhere near you.

"Please Darius! Don't do this! I'll be good!"

"Someone shut this bitch up." Is his only reply.

One of the men who strung you up to this cruel device grabs the same ball gag that was in Bitch Tits' mouth and forces it into yours. You can still feel the saliva on it from Bitch Tits drooling into it when she was being punished. The ball completely blocks you mouth save for some space around the sides where your saliva spills out onto your chin, forcing you to breathe through your nose.

"I didn't want to have to do this Bunny, but you've given me no other choice."