Tabitha, a new pet in her owner's BDSM lair, is made to kneel, her hands bound behind her back. Her master, a towering figure with a leather crop, circles her, his boots clicking ominously on the cold stone floor. He stops in front of her, his gaze fixed on her exposed pussy. "This cunt is mine," he declares, slapping it sharply with the crop. Tabitha cries out, her body twitching. He continues, each strike harder than the last, until her cunt is a red, throbbing mess. Then, he forces her to lick her own juices off the crop, reinforcing her status as his owned, used toy.