"It's high time I gave you real punishment," Vito said, whipping her with the flogger… a multi-tailed one as she winced. She couldn't move because her legs were locked in a spreader bar, her wrists cuffed.
Ortensia's heart skipped. She'd never experienced anything like this, but she couldn't deny the way she felt when the flogger landed on her. It wasn't pain, it was pleasure. And she hated that it felt like that.
Vito tossed the flogger aside and began to remove her clothes, and it made her breathing quickened. When he gave her a light slap on her breasts, she bit her lip to keep the moan from slipping out.
Then he crossed the room and picked up clamps… n****e clamps, c**t clamps.
Even before the metal touched her skin, every breath was a countdown. Vito's gaze, the metallic
