A bound woman, her wrists and ankles secured to a St. Andrew's Cross, awaits her Dom's arrival. He enters, a cruel smile on his face, a riding crop in his hand. He runs the tip along her body, making her shiver. "You displeased me," he growls, before unleashing a flurry of strikes on her breasts and thighs. She writhes, her cries music to his ears. He unzips his pants, his hard cock springing free. He grabs her hips, slamming into her, using her body for his pleasure. She screams, tears streaming down her face, but he doesn't stop until he's filled her with his seed.