Christina was going out of her mind! She was the chambermaid, that’s all and she didn’t know anything else about anything…

So why they had trussed her up for what they referred to as fun and games was beyond her! “Please… don’t whip me… please don’t… I’ll do anything…”

“This one doesn’t seem to understand,” Laney said, as she fondled the whip that was in her hands… “She thinks that if she begs, something will happen to save her, to rescue her.”

“Yes,” Ian said. “But give it to her good, just the same… don’t let her get out of it… please… make sure she really feels it…”

Why, Christina wondered, why were they treating her this way?

She didn’t understand it…

She was in such a state now…

Such a state…

She felt as if she’d been in this captivity for years instead of hours.

But she was very afraid of that whip…

She had a legitimate fear of it… and knew that she was going to get it, but good… but very good…

And wished that somehow she could get out of it.

Now, Laney was encircling her slowly… encircling her and now she was sliding her hand up her back, until she had a firm grip on the back of her neck.

“Try not to move too much… it really will go better for you if you don’t …”

“I’ll… try not to…” Laney said, resigning her to her own fate.

Now, as she continued to feel the tension mount, she nearly jumped out of her skin – which would have been a very convenient solution as she continued to feel the softness of the whip rubbing up against her tender ass…

She held her breath now.

Held her breath while Laney turned her back and took the whip and raised it right over her shoulder and then came down so hard… so hard right on Christina’s unprotected, spread apart and luscious looking ass…