((Thanks.))

Relief poured into Claudia when the strokes stopped. For someone of her background, who'd never received such treatment, the strokes had taken almost all her strength to endure. Not that she'd endured it well. Her sobbing and pleas began to fade as she slowly returned to her normal state, though her breathing remained harsh and ragged. Hope began to spread through Claudia's mind. She was sure he'd stop now - he wouldn't have waited as long.

She gasped when she felt the switch brush casually against her hurt areas and tap between her legs. His next question hardly needed an answer. "I'll obey," she said immediately, as if afraid a delay would cause further punishment. "I'll obey, I promise - I'll do anything...don't hurt me like that again....please..." Her words continued, becoming more and more incoherent. Strangely enough, she seemed to be becoming even more distressed.

Claudia couldn't believe it. What was wrong with her? She had just been bound, dragged by her hair, thrown to the ground, and hurt more than she ever had been in her life - not to mention the fact that she had cried and pleaded with him the whole time - and....and she was aroused? Claudia tried to deny this to herself, but the proof was hard to ignore. Her pussy was dripping wet. There was definitely some feeling inside of her....but yet, she had never felt this way with James. Perhaps the man - Naba - wouldn't notice. But how could he not? She closed her eyes against the embarrassment and humiliation.