The man sat on the dirty mattress, watching Susan as she oriented herself to the position she was in. Slowly he stood, and Susan saw him move toward her aching body.

"Now, my sweet little cunt, you are going to learn to obey."

He held a long thin riding crop in his hand. Susan's eyes widened in horror. She struggled against the ropes binding her wrists tightly together, only to cause spasms of shooting pain to course down her arms and into the muscles of her back and shoulders.

The man stood at her side as his hand came up under her chin and he lifted her face. "You will be whipped until we get rid of this stupid behavior of yours. When you decide you are ready to obey orders given to you, all you have to do is nod your head and the pain will stop."

Susan jerked her head away from his fingers. She wanted to tell him to go to hell, but the ball gag allowed only a muffled sound to escape through her lips.

The man smiled and took a step back, raising the ugly-looking crop.

As the crop came swishing through the air, Susan's eyes widened. She stiffened her body against the pain she knew was about to bite into her flesh.

"Uuuuurrrrghhhhhh!" she groaned through the ball-gag as the crop landed with a loud smack across her tightened stomach muscles. Her body trembled as the sudden flashes of fiery pain erupted through her body.

The man withdrew the crop from her tummy and watched the red stripe appear across the beautiful flat and creamy skin. He pulled the riding crop back, and soon Susan heard it swishing through the air.

The crop landed only an inch above the bright red stripe on her tummy. Her body shook, trembled, spasm as the pain tore upward and spread through her body.