“You did something wrong,” his voice sounds harsh and demanding. “Yes, sir,” I lower my eyes and blush a crimson blush. - Please forgive me. “Words alone are not enough,” the man shakes his head and removes the metal handcuffs from the rack. - You deserve punishment. “Yes, sir,” I repeat obediently. All my clothes are folded in a small pile near the door, my hair is pulled back into a braid. I kneel before him and he lifts my chin with the handle of his whip. The session begins. _____________ BDSM and swearing. Single volume. HE.