The slavegirl's bare bottom, already pink from the initial spanking, is stretched wide, revealing her glistening folds to her master's hungry gaze. He trails the tip of the whip through her wetness, a chuckle rumbling in his chest at her involuntary shiver. With a flick of his wrist, he brings the whip down again, this time catching the tender skin where her ass meets her thigh. She cries out, her body jerking against the restraints, but her master merely smiles, his cock hardening at her response. He continues to mark her flesh, the whip's kiss leaving its red imprint, each lash pushing her closer to the edge of pleasure and pain.