Amanda's Jungle 'Fun' begins.

The unpleasant trip for Amanda finally ends as the man arrives at the Building he uses for breaking sluts like her.

"We're home," he says, calling out to the hood-bound woman.

He pulls up and stops.

After a cut, she's now inside the open air shed.

He has her tied up and is in her face.

"You will not say 'no' in your Master's presence ever again," he says, doing his best R. Lee Ermey.

"The hell it will be," she says, speaking up for herself.
"We'll see."

He walks away and grabs a flogger.
He smacks her tits, since they are nice, big targets.

After a dozen or so, he keeps going.

"Take off those bottoms- now!"
"My hands are tied behind my back."
"Do it," he says, giving her another smack.

She does her best, putting on an awkward show and moving her hips for assistance.

She gets it down to her knees and slides them off.
He picks them up and rubs them in her face.

"Is 'No' in your vocabulary?"
"Hell yes!"

He grabs her top and pulls it open, exposing her tits.

"How about now?"
"Yes."
"Yes, what?"
"Yes...Sarge?"
"Better."

He flogs her tits again.