She begs me for mercy. Tears ruin her make up and add a glistening shine to the hand marks on her cheeks. Her lipstick is smeared from the many ways I abused her mouth.
She begs me for mercy. Red stripes cover her breasts where the flogger has struck. The clamps dangle from her pinched nipples.
She begs me for mercy. She has long since stopped fighting against the restraints. Rope burns decorate her arms and thighs. The cold bench provides no comfort or escape.
She begs me for mercy.
I give her the mercy of my cock.
She thanks me with a scream.