Mr. Pete, a sadistic master, has Whitney Wright tied and helpless, her naked body displayed for his pleasure. He picks up a riding crop, the leather tip tracing her curves, making her shiver. He slaps her ass, hard, leaving a red handprint. She cries out, but the sound is muffled by the ball gag. He smirks, enjoying her pain, her submission. He whips her again, harder, loving the way her body responds, her nipples hardening, her pussy dripping. He drops the crop, unbuckles his belt, and whips her with it, the leather singing through the air, leaving welts on her skin. She's his to use, his to fuck, and he's going to enjoy every moment of her bondage.