Guide
Ropes

I positioned Gina in the center of the great room.

She removed her top when told to do so.

I gagged her.

One by one I tied ropes around her neck and fastened the opposite ends to objects in the far corners of the room. Little by little her circle of possible movement grew smaller.

Cords from Gina's wrists to her ankles kept her hands at her sides. The bright sunlight flowed into the room, and I enjoyed the day as I'm sure did she as she stood there.

It was a beautiful day and there was lots of activity to observe outside. Few of the passers by bothered to turn their heads toward the large windows. Those that did failed to acknowledge what they saw.

I watched her enjoy the day.

Eventually fatigue set in. Standing in high heels, legs apart can take its toll on a girl. Gina started to bend.

Her whipping began. Despite the difficulty of delivering precise blows through the web of rope, I delivered dozens of lashes to her naked back with a long single tail whip. I walked around her in circles, finding open spots through which I could deliver criss crossing stripes to her exposed flesh.

I continued to whip her until she was on the verge of collapse.

I helped her to the floor and gave her a few minutes.

Now the real play can begin.