A latex girl thing

“She’ll never make it,” chuckled Rusty evilly. Even if she did, he was going to punish her anyways. Still, he felt she really needed to put in an effort and found a carriage whip conveniently hanging on a nail next to a chain suspension system. Grabbing the whip, he walked out of the dungeon and found her shuffling like mad.

“Faster!” Rusty came behind her and began to whip her bottom. Slave yelped, tried to yank her arms down to block the next strike, and only tortured her clit more in the process. “I don’t hear you!”

“Yes Sir!” she screamed so much it defeated the gag. He chased her, making her nearly fall numerous times.

“As you said, women need to be tamed and they need to be taught.” Rusty kept giving her a steady diet of strikes as they walked. She reached a table, where various types of nipple clamps were laid out.

“Oh good, we’re here.” Rusty loosened the tie gag and moved it around her neck. He then spun it around and tightened it, making sure it fit around her delicate neck. He instructed, “Now, use your teeth and pick up the tethered clamps I want.”