Julie's eyes widen as Rick Savage buckles a heavy leather harness around her waist, cinching it tight. He leads her to a St. Andrew's cross, securing her wrists and ankles, leaving her vulnerable and exposed. Rick picks up a riding crop, running it lightly over her skin, making her shiver. He begins to strike, not hard, but enough to pink her skin. Julie's breath hitches, her body tensing, but Rick's deep voice soothes her, guiding her through her first BDSM scene. He leans in, his lips brushing her ear, "You're doing beautifully, pet."