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table and then walk to the end of the room. He came back with the sawhorse she'd seen earlier, placing it in the middle of the open space. The sawhorse was padded on top and had four padded platforms that attached to the four legs. The platforms were designed for the submissive's knees and elbows to rest on and be restrained to and were easily adjustable to fit the victim perfectly. The height of the sawhorse was also easily adjustable.
    Master James then pulled a large roll from the corner and placed it top of the bondage table. He unrolled it and Viv saw that it was a second cushion, and this one looked a lot softer than the firm one designed to be used as a base for bondage activities. Master James attached the cushion at the sides and then threw a sheet and blanket over the table, giving it the appearance of a bed.
    When he finally turned back to her he walked to her and stood her up and kissed her, and Viv once again melted in his arms. He helped her to the sawhorse and leaned her over it. The knee-rests were at the right place to start with, but he had to move the elbow-rests up a few notches. Then he attached her thighs to the legs of the horse and her wrists to the platform they were resting on and she knew she wasn't going anywhere. She was still deep enough in subspace that the fear wasn't as bad, but the anticipation of what was to happen was still there. As he walked beside her she realized that he'd adjusted the height of the main platform, the one her head, chest, and stomach was resting on, at the right height for him to fuck her later.
    He walked into her line of vision and she saw he was holding a variety of instruments: three floggers, a tawse, and two canes. One of the canes was lexan, and the other looked like stainless steel.
    "Your choice Kitten, if you're done then say the word and I'll take you to bed and make love to you. But if you can take more, I need more of your pain. I've already marked you, your breasts will be bruised and welted tomorrow. But I want to mark your ass as well. It's your choice though, if you are done then I'll take you off of the horse and make love to you on the bed I've just created for us."
    She closed her eyes, knowing she couldn't stop if he wasn't ready to stop. He'd been right when he said she needed this.
    "I'm yours tonight Master James, I trust your judgment on how much more I can take, Sir."
    He stepped behind her and without warning hit her left ass cheek with what felt like full strength with one of the floggers. She yelped in pain, he'd started with one that just fucking hurt.
    "Ten strokes with this one and I'll move to a nicer one, Kitten. Take nine more strokes of this one for me, and then we'll move back to it later, after your ass has been warmed up a bit more."
    Ten strokes, five on each cheek. She could do that. Right?
    The second stroke landed and she cried out again. And then he gave her four strikes without pausing in between and she was screaming. He paused and rubbed her ass for a second and said, "Four more, you can do it. Here goes."
    When those four were over with he moved to a different flogger. This one had as much weight behind it, but less sting. She was able to relax now, and sink back into sub space. The endorphins from those ten hits had probably helped with that some as well. She probably took more than fifty strikes with the second flogger. At some point she realized things were more intense, that he was striking her harder, or maybe situating the strands differently for more of a sting, she wasn't sure. There was probably another twenty-five or thirty after he made it more intense and part of her wanted it to stop while another part of her wanted something more. He stopped for a moment and then things got even more intense and she realized he was using the first flogger again. Her ass was prepared for it this time, but it still hurt a great deal more than the second flogger. She tensed up and heard, "Try to stay relaxed Kitten. We're getting