Chapter 24

“Watch this,” she said as she placed a thin rope between the clips, pulled them together and tied them. The pain was devastating. I could feel tears running down my cheeks.

“Is that the pain you crave, Michiko?”

“Hai. Arigato, Joō-sama,” I sighed.

“Not yet,” she laughed, as she took out a short whip. It was a hard leather one, about a foot long.

She stepped back and looked at me. Then she suddenly whipped at the tip of my nipple.

I screamed. The pain was so razor-sharp; I thought for sure she had cut my breast off.

“Hai, Michiko. Again!” And she whipped my other nipple.

Tears were running down my face. I couldn’t get my breath.

“You can take more, dorei. Can’t you?”

“If you wish, Joō-sama,” I whimpered. I was in that zone where nothing was scary.

She walked behind me. Then I felt strike after strike from the whip across my ass, several close to my cunt. I was drifting off. I was semi-conscious.

“Michiko!” I heard. I looked up slowly.