Chapter Eight
Allison's first whipping
Allison shifted her weight carefully back from her left to right foot. Her whole body ached from the precarious position in which she had been left. She slowly eased her left foot backwards, the movement allowing her enough slack in the chain between them to lift her right slightly and ease some of the burden on it. The movement, slight as it was, also caused the tight rope between her legs to shift, scratching at her most intimate flesh as she whimpered.
Her arms and shoulders ached from the effort of holding herself upright. Her fingers were slick with sweat as they clung desperately to the chain above her head. She didn't know how much longer she could hold on, how long it would be before she fell. If she fell, she knew she would be held aloft o
