Chapter Eleven
Straightaway, Mistress Dani began flogging me, scoring my back with those hard braided thongs. In truth this wasn’t as painful as her pointer or belt, and I counted my blessings. She would get to those soon enough. In the meantime, I had more than enough miseries to contend with. In addition to my whipping there was the stress on my ridiculously stretched limbs and joints, the swiftly growing ache in my sprung jaw, fifty individual little bites of exquisite pain from the clothespins and the relentless vibration of my genitals causing them to strain ever more intolerably erect. Tormented and turned on in equal measure, I hung whimpering in my bonds and reveled in the gratification my Mistress was getting from dominating me. Short of any real s*x life of my own, it was this v
