"Would you like another dozen strokes, bitch," Lucan asked
"NO, no more," Eloise pleaded
"Then I suggest you change your attitude to me, you will address me as Sir while I'm here."
"Asshole more like," Eloise snapped back
Lucan immediately gave another hard stroke with the crop, making her yelp in pain and surprise.
"Try again."
"Yes Sir," She replied
"That's better. Now I need a drink, let's see what you have in your fridge," Lucan said walking into the kitchen.
Lucan returned with a beer and sat on the sofa watching her. He finished his beer and then fetched the spreader bar that he had purchased specifically for this part, and attached it to her ankles after cutting away the tape. With her legs spread wider Eloise could only just stand on tiptoes to avoid hanging by her hands.
With the scissors, Lucan then very carefully started to trim her pussy hair.
"What are you doing, you pervert?" Eloise shouted at him.
