EXTRACT FOR
THE PENALTY FOR LYING
(Kim Hardwick)

"OUCH!  PLEASE MARCUS, I BEG YOU, STOP IT!"

Sweet, melodious music to my ears.  In truth, I have to continue destroying this slut.  It's for her own good.  I have to teach this loser in the game of genetics that it doesn't pay to lie; not to those in a position to affect her life.  And right at this moment, I am definitely affecting this slut's life.

WACK

On and on, I continue with the regulation sized Indonesian punishment cane.  The blood red checkerboard pattern I'm forming on her back and buttocks is nicely contrasted with her milky white flesh.

"Amy, I'm doing this for your own good!  Now just suck it up and take what's coming."

"OW! OH FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, STOP IT!"

Did she say stop it?  I laugh as I carefully put back the cane and pick up my leather flogger.  My custom made flogger, purchased over ten years ago in Spain, has never let me down.  The nine braids at the ends of the leather tails inflict a truly horrific welt and the pain is equally odious.  Looking down at the bawling and totally devastated Amy, I am satisfied that she more than deserves what's coming.

"OH YOU MOTHERFUCKER!"

Yes, she liked it.

I begin to torment her shoulders, and then the back of her legs and her buttocks.  I suddenly find myself motivated to make sure her entire skin surface suffers.  

After going around her and making sure I missed nothing, I gently put the flogger down atop this chair and went into the kitchen to retrieve my meat hooks. 

I took the two and pierced her butt cheeks on either side.  I then tied the hooks to ropes hanging to O rings on either wall.  Pulling the ropes taut, I made sure the hooks spread her asscheeks apart; her anus and pussy were now exposed for my attention.

I was seriously thinking of stuffing her mouth with a ball gag.  I enjoy screams and I'm known for it in the industry, but really, she's beginning to get carried away.  Good thing I own the top three floors of this artists loft building.

"Amy, please, if you are going to continue screaming, make sure it's the screams of an adult woman, not the whiny cries of a little cunt."  That should let her know how I feel about this.