As her new Owner toyed with her teasingly she was surprised at the reactions that her body was giving. Her nipples were rock hard, and she could feel dampness between her legs. As they were spread so wide apart, she knew that he knew as well.

She yelped loudly when the pinching of her nipples became hard sharp twists, her cunt betraying her once more as she could smell the scent of her arousal gradually becoming stronger.

She felt a sudden urge to want to rub her clit, to touch her responsive body. Bound and restricted gave her no relief as she saw her Owner, knowing that she was at His mercy. She felt him come closer, she could feel his breath against her skin, two fingers clamped around her nipple, His other hand holding the crop, as He rubbed the flat leather end, slowly against her protruding clit.

Moaning softly, her head tilted back as the rhythm of the crop increased steadily. Suddenly she felt a sharp slap of the crop against her clit, she yelped as the sting seemed to filter through her whole body. She was so aroused with even the slightest touch, and even that surprised her. She knew her torment was far from over, and the permission for release that she needed seemed to be no where in sight. She could sense that He enjoyed her torment...a strong part of her wanted so much more. She looked at Him with lust filled eyes, exposed, vulnerable and at His command.