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her to the restraints" he said. They drug her over to the chains that hung from the ceiling and attached leather cuffs to each of her wrists. She had to stand on her toes, her feet didn't quite reach. He stood in front of her and showed her the leather whip, and it scared her. He liked that. He ran it down the line of her neck, across her breasts. Her nipples were hard from fear and coldness. He traced the whip around her waist, to the small of her back. "Not a word Destiny. I don't want to hear you cry." ::Crack:: He brought the whip down, softly, but it still stung like hell. ::Crack, Crack:: He brought the whip down across her ass twice more. She stood silent, but tears flowing down her soft white face. "Good