Restraints creak under the strain of the bound sub's struggles, her breath coming in ragged gasps as the male dom circles her, whip in hand. He's taking his time, savoring the anticipation, the power. He snaps the whip, a test, a tease, a promise. Her body jerks, a thin line of red blooming on her skin. He smirks, his cock hardening at her response. He moves behind her, positioning her in reverse cowgirl, his hand on her hip guiding her movements. The whip sings through the air, striking her again and again, her cries of pain and pleasure music to his ears. She's his, completely, utterly, and he's enjoying every second of her submission.