A woman, her body marked with welts and bruises, lies bound and spread-eagled on a cold, hard table. Her mistress circles her, a cruel riding crop in hand. "Beg," she commands, her voice like ice. The woman whimpers, her body arching as the crop lands on her sensitive flesh. "Beg for what you truly want." The bound woman hesitates, then moans, "Please, Mistress, let him fuck me. Let me feel his cock, hard and deep." The mistress smiles, her eyes gleaming with dark satisfaction. She summons a man, his cock already hard and throbbing. He approaches the bound woman, his hands reaching for her, and she begs again, her voice raw with need.