Next we find vogue being affixed to the bang bike. The only thing left to do is get her ass hook tied off to the last strand of hair left on her head --but we managed. We managed to get it cinched in there real fucking tight. Then her neck got tied off to the ceiling, just to make certain that every breath was a struggle. She's nude save for her boots, socks and hose. I pull out the cane to work her ass over. And when that first strike hits her, she doesn't make a sound for the first several seconds, and then she sucks in air, deeply. She makes a small noise, one that lets you know she's dealing with it. And then another strike happens. In no time at all both strikes are obvious, red, raised, and, well, left some serious marks. I grabbed the flogger and flog the exact same spots, repeatedly, and then make her tell me how good the ass hook feels. She's a pretty ****, and we make this pretty **** tell us how much she likes this. How much she likes being beaten and in bondage. How wet her pussy is. How strongly we can smell her cunt. And then she gets struck again. Struck as hard....And then attach electrodes to her nipples. I crank the power up, right up to a three, the area where most ***** cannot take it. But vogue sucks it up, and then I start to flog her ass, to distract her. The intensity of the blows become overpowering...She's dealing with a lot. I continue to flog her. She just sucks in the air deep and screams. So I gag her. I ball gag her and strap it in tightly. Bondage tight. Then I make her tell me how much she likes it as I strike her even harder. She cries. She likes. She screams loudly and begs for mercy. That's when I stuff that vaginal stim in her cunt. Make her tell me how it feels. About how she doesn't yet know what the fuck to think about it --and then I flog her ass relentlessly. Without mercy. And then I cram an ass hole electrode in her butt, in spite of her ass hook. It just seemed like the right thing to do, to give her extra discomfort in the bung hole. Then I began to flog her even harder, with greater intensity. Until she started to scream. Until there was this bubbling of saliva just at the bottom of her black ball gag, percolating for release. That's when I hooded her. That's when I placed the latex breath hood over her. And immediately we see the latex collapse over her features, her face. Closing off her airway. But she handled it, she sucked it in, she drew breath in spite of no breath being there. And as she was being vibbed off I heard her make out a request to cum. But I told her to ask me to cane her instead, to strike her ass. And I did. Hard. And after that strike we hear the sound of air trying to make its way past the collapsed latex, the little breath hole flatly lying across her face because she's trying to draw the breath in too quickly from the strike, making a high pitched squeaking noise. She snickers, to break the silence, to break the tension in the air, and then I strike her again, because I don't care about that tension. Its good. When that hitachi finally reaches her cunt she's a changed person. All cares dissolve. She emits a sound that resonates with all that is calm and pleasant. She hums, she purrs. No doubt is left in your mind. And then we hear her ask for permission to cum, through the ball gag, through the latex breath hood. And we also hear the sound of the flogger striking her back....Vogue is only just starting this scene...