Even before thestraps where secured, she was in pain. Violet completed the picture with theother shoe, then admired Jenny's body as she pranced on her...toes.Lowering a chain from the ceiling, Violet used a clip to connnect it toJenny's nose ring. She then released Jenny's arms. Though she was free, she wasfar too weak to struggle effectively and Violet quickly slipped a strap aroundher elbows and pulled them together. Jenny winced as her arms where pulledtogether behind her and her shoulders. He laid the flogger’s tassels gently on her pussy mound to let her know what was coming. He raised and held the flogger over his head to watch her body quiver with anticipation of the blow. Then it came. Whack! “Aaaahhh” she bawled as the leather strands bit into the puffy flesh of her pussy.A second and a third blow fell on her unprotected cunt. Her wails of pain faded with each stroke as her breath came faster and shallower and the whipping continued. She thought it would never end. The. She was more engineer than she gave herself credit for, the result of spending her career with them.“Simple. They didn’t explain anything. They pulled your memories from your unconscious brain. Those memories were stored there, but you didn’t have access to them. They did. They were trying to learn about you. Observe what defined you, how you were designed, and who you were as a person.”The corners of Eric’s lip curled up and his brow rose. “Interesting premise. It makes sense. Not only does it. . I wish that we had never met, that’s all. We’d all be better-off that way. I wish that I could just leave and forget you all. I want to be free and just ... disappear!” Daryl snapped inside his mind, where only Aunt Tessa and I could hear him telepathically yet.“Hmm ... well, I’m not the victim of your abuse. That’s your ex-wife’s call there. I’ll let her decide that entirely on her own. Whatever she opts to do, but for now, you remain here, an impotent slave, doing my bidding, hers, and that.