Allison recognised the riding crop, shivering at her last encounter with it. Her name had slipped out in her fear, she hadn't meant to say it... The things she'd said still scaring her into silence. She swallowed hard as it was stroked over her body, closing her eyes again.
"I'm sorry Mistress... I do, I know it..." She whimpered, opening her eyes so she could keep a watch on the riding crop. "I'm your bitch..." She looked away again, fighting her binding again, more tears falling.