She grunted and felt the hands leave her feet. She sighed, hoping she would spare her. Then everything went black. "Hey!" She felt it tie tightly around her head. She shook her head, trying to get it loose. She grunted and landed hard on her stomach. She began to wiggle, then she screamed as she felt her rear being whipped by the tentacle. She winced. "Get away from me!" Her voice raised. She wouldn't just ler her win like that. She wasn't that weak. Then she felt her hands pulled behind her back and the highheel pressed against her back. She winced and that kept her from struggling for a little while. She felt her hands tied together with what felt like shoe string. She felt the tentacles leave her arms and the foot stepped off her back. She sighed and began to pull at her wrists. Nothing. They wouldn't come free. She heard her speak. Her words made Lynn angry. "What I'm going to do is beat your ass when I get free!" She rubbed her head against the floor, trying to pry the blindfold off. If she didn't have it on she would be glaring up at her.

She gritted her teeth. "If you even touch me." It wasn't long. She squeeked and felt the hand smack her ass hard. She winced and held her eyes closed tightly. Lynn laid helpless while She spoke to her about her torture. Lynn gulped. "You will get nothing from me you Freak!" She shook and thrashed violontly. She really didn't want to be spanked at all. She felt her skirt lowered. Hey eyes widdened whe nher hands grabbed her panties. She sighed with relief when she decided to leave them on. "I will not do as you ask!" After those words she felt the entire palm smack onto her ass, leaving a red mark. The sting lingered but she tried her best to ignore it. "Stop!" She struggled against her bounds.

She winced and screamed around the tenth one. "Please stop!" But she did not. By the end of the 20th her ass was burning. She wiggled, trying to get rid of the stinging pain. She gulped and her mouth hung open, gasping for air that she released when she was screaming. She felt tears beginning to form in her eyes from the stinging, but she held them in. She screamed when he shirt was torn to shreads. She shivered at the warm hands that cupped her breasts. "Please you don't have to do this." She gulped. She felt her hands begin to slide down towards her panties. "No don't please! I'll count!" She pleaded. The tears finally came and stained the cloth.

"I know I don't have to do this." Natsuki crooned. "I just want to so much!" Lynn's tears spilled down her face in reaction to the abuse she was suffering, and her ass swayed from side to side in a vain attempt to relieve the agony, the skin burning crimson. Natsuki took her fingers and began to tap them on the tender flesh, making her hand creep over the puffy cheeks like a spider. She tossed back her hair.

"No don't please! I'll count!"

Lynn shrieked at her desperately, pleading with her captor not to remove her one remaining garment. The dominant lady had been in the process of pulling when Lynn made her exclamation, and she paused right there with her thumbs curled up under the waistband. She sat, pouting, and began to twirl a finger through her lsutrous hair. Lynn did look rather broken, weeping in her bonds. A pathetic, beautiful, enchanting sight she made. Natsuki released her panties and cupped her breasts again, then took at look at her blindfolded face. It was gorgeous, even through the tears that made her cheeks ruddy and the contorted lines of her suffering. Natsuki couldn't help but kiss both her cheeks. Then she patted her head. "I think you'll count anyway, panties or no. Poor girl." She said with a touch of pity. That measure of sympathy did not stop her from curling her hands in the pink satin and tugging the cloth down around Lynn's knees, or from pushing one of her thick pink tentacles onto the dainty flower thus exposed. The tentacle rubbed at Lynn's petals, and Natsuki's finger traced small circles on her sore bottom. "Brace yourself Lynn."

She gulped and sniffed. The tears stopped momentarily as she felt some hope that she would not remove her last garment, protecting what was under them. She gulped when she felt the soft hands run smoothly across her sore cheeks.

She squeeked when she felt her breasts cupped, but tried not to blurt out a threat or insult. She kept them inside her head for later. She felt the lips kiss both of her cheeks which were wet from tears. Her body froze when she heard those words and her panties were yanked down to her knees. She screamed loudly, filling the entire room, ringing her ears and straining her throat. She knew what was to come, and she was completely helpless. This girl was worse than her parents.

She closed her eyes tightly, practicly whimpering in pain already, but the hand slap did not come. She slowly opened her eyes. They itched from the tearing. She stared back at her. She noticed she was rubbing her hand. Was she that fragile. She gulped and got a faint idea in her head. Mabye if she could get her hands free she could acually overpower this fiend. A faint glimmer of hope arose in her mind, but it wouldn't last for long.

She was confused when she said that it would hurt. Of course it would hurt. She glanced and saw one of those pink tentacles. Her eyes widdened and she began to wiggle on the floor like a worm. Her mouth opened to the widest it would go and her largest scream ever followed right after. It felt worse than a whip. Not..that she would know. It felt Freezing nearly a second, then it immediatly went to searing stinging pain. She thought she was going to pass out, but it did not come.

She gritted her teeth, trying to deal with the pain. Finally the words came out of her mouth. "O-one." She tried not to insult her right after. Instead of harsh words she took deep gasps for air. She couldn't beileve 19 of those were left. She barely even noticed she was playing and toying with her sex.

After every whip execpt for one accompanied a scream. She tried to think of ways to ignore it. It wasn't coming out well, though she did manage to keep shut on one but clenching her teeth so hard she thought she had broken her jaw. She whimpered, hoping she would stop. It didn't not happen, instead she started to tease her by licking inbetween her legs. She acually felt her cheeks start to turn red. She shook her head. Crap. She had counted every single one so far. It was the greatest challnege in ehr life not to blurt out berating insults at her. She screamed loudly at the last one. She wouldn't crap for a week because of that one. Though that was an exageration. Finally it slipped out. She couldn't help it. "You stupid bitch!" She gulped and gritted her teeth. Damn this blindfold. She couldn't tell what was going to happen, though she wasn't going to beg and say she was sorry like some child who dropped their milk.

Lynn gulped. Crap. She could acually feel her anger fill the room, even if she could not see it. She screamed, nearly filling the entire plane as she felt the two tentacles whip angrily against her soft skin. She winced and closed her eyes tightly, trying not to let tears shed. She was about to speak when she felt something forcefully shoved into her mouth? A tentacle? no. It was something else. It was...Oh god. She opened her eyes wide, though they were hidden behind the cloth. She was digging in her bag!" She spoke muffled words at her. They came out gibberish. Bound, blindfolded, and gagged with a vibrator. This turned out to be a great trip. Scared to anger her any furthur she tapped the base of it, hoping that would subside her rage some.

She continued to thump the vibrator against the floor. She tried her best to keep from tearing, but it wasn't woprking so well. They stained into the bindfold, rubbing against her skin. She didn't want to see herself for quite a while. She tried to think of other things, but it didn't keep her from the pain of every single whip. She whimpered and bit hard into the vibrator, but still thumped it. She shivered when she felt the soft delecate finger trace along her bruised ass cheeks. She would never let anyone touch her ass again. She would need cushions on her toilet seat. Then she felt a wet tounge slid against her sex lips. She cringed and began to wiggle against the floor. She groaned and whimpered into the vibrator. She couldn't beileve she was starting to get wet in a time like this.