The marks of the whip left purposeful badges of her submission to her new Dom. She whimpered quietly as the sting took over, she strained, longing to feel the welts left on her. The screams that she gave, were screams of release, her obedience to her new Owner. The desire within her grew stronger, no longer was she able to mask the delicious tortured inflicted on her body.

She knew that she had a safe word, but she wanted to try and hold out as long as possible, not only to please her new Dom, but also to test our her own will power and pain levels. She felt that she was safe in trying this with her new owner. Her previous owner sometimes took things a little too far, which silently gave her the impression that it wasn't wise to experiment with him. This Dom gave her the feeling that she could.

Suddenly everything stopped, she stayed suspended in her restraints. She turned to glance at her Owner, who gave her a playful slap on her ass, and watched Him walk up the stairs in silence.

She knew it wasn't her place to ask Him where He was going, she longed to know. Would He leave her here all alone, and tied. The longer He left her alone, the more worried she became, yet her arousal grew...He wouldn't leave her here ALL night would He? She tried to remain as silent as she could.