Selena learns to enjoy the whip

Selena was fascinated by the site of that black and blue bottom. Almost unconsciously she pushed one finger into her pussy.
“Want to come with me to the stable” Hana didn’t have to ask Selena twice.
Walking in those tight shorts was a delight in itself. Selena wasn’t wearing any panties underneath, so the hard seam of the jeans rubbed with every step between her pussy lips. Once in a while Selena grabbed herself to make sure the seam was just in the right place. Once they arrived at the stable Hana took her to the tack room, the room with the saddles and riding gear.
“You like the smell of leather, Selena” Hana asked and caressed Selena’s breast with the whip. She reached between Selena’s legs: “This feels wet, Selena. Have you been bad”
Hana took Selena to the saddle stand that had the wrist and ankle cuffs attached to it. Because Selena was tall Hana placed a thick leather cushion over the back part of the saddle.
“Ok, spread your legs, Selena.”
Hana buckled the leather cuffs around Selena’s ankles
“Now, lean forward, your tummy on the saddle. Wait! Keep your legs straight. Here let put the cushion in place, right under your hips. Now stretch your arms out, Selena, so I can cuff them. Ok. Comfortable Just one more thing…”
Hana went and got a broad leather strap and used it to pin down Selena’s waist, just above her hips, in effect strapping her tummy flush onto the flat leather saddle. As a result Selena was forced to arch her back, with her ass up over the leather cushion. The short jeans, covering only about half of her bottom, looked so tight that they might burst at any moment. Selena was helpless and secured. Hana was in charge now.