She is naked and shackled to the spider chair, a ball gag buckled into her mouth. He has her in the darkness of The Attic. Her neck has a metal collar around it and a chain running to the ceiling. She is squarely attached to the heavy chair. She keeps looking around, trying to get a feel for her surroundings. A family of baby birds can be heard screaming loudly off to one corner. JR comes in with a large, clear plastic bag. When she realizes he is about to pull it over her head she starts to panic. She tries to move away from the bag but she is caught. Once he has it completely pulled down over her head he ties it off with a leather cord. She starts to whine and a sense of terror creeps into the sounds she makes. It is warm in the attic and she starts to sweat inside the bag. Her glasses are foggy and moisture drips down her face. When the oxygen becomes so thin she gasp for breath he unties the cord sealing the bag around her neck. She sucks in air deeply, her relief unmistakable. But he doesn't give her any time at all to enjoy the new found fresh air. He simply pulls the bag back down over her head just as soon as he removed it. He fucks with her. Teasing her, giving it to her and then taking it away before she can get satisfaction. When he brings out the Hitachi and places it onto her cunt her demeanor completely changes. She sounds like she just ran a 400 yard race as fast as she could. Her head seems to convulse. JR lets her know she needs to ask permission before cumming. Immediately she does. Her eyes seem to roll back in her head, she can barely get the question out between gasps for air that she can't keep up with. He makes her repeat it several times. Beg for it. Copious amounts of slobber pool around her ball gag and fall down her face, caught in the bag. When he gives her permission she starts to hyperventilate. Her face distorts and her eyes disappear. Her orgasm seems to last forever. When she is spent he pulls the bag back over her head, ties it off and leaves her. She told him that she likes a good whipping. So he strips her naked and places her in a modified strappado in the old out building. He has hung a pair of stiletto heels from her nipples. The ball gag strapped in her face hole keeps her dripping saliva all over the floor beneath her. Her arms jacked up so high behind her insures that she stays leaning forward and on her tip toes --not to mention the hook in her ass. JR comes out with a single-tail whip to address her. He doesn't waste any time laying the leather of that whip against her fair skin. It shows the angry red welts immediately. He strikes her across the bum, the thighs, her lower legs, her hips. Then he stops and decides to check and see if she is ticklish. She is. He digs his fingers into her arm pits and down her sides. One moment she was crying out in screams and now she finds herself crying out in laughter. Well, if she thinks it is so funny then he'll just whip her for it. Her temperament changes gears again and now things aren't so funny anymore. She is doing the pain dance. Strikes across her lower thighs cause her to lift that leg up to shake off the pain. This has her doing something akin to a two step dance on her tip toes. The stiletto heels swing furiously off her titties as she moves around. He whips her repeatedly, each strike cracks in the air when it lands on her flesh. They make her scream out. After several minutes of relentless whipping and the sound of her screams he stops and pushes the Hitachi onto her cunt. He orders her to spread her legs like a whore. She can't seem to stop crying, to stop convulsing. She tries to speak but the ball gag is stuffed too far in her mouth. Instead of words coming out streams of slobber do instead. She tries again to ask but can only manage the word please. JR lets her know he can't understand her, she'll need to enunciate her words if she wants to be understood. Thick wads of saliva, bubbles of slobber fall from her face hole before she manages to get out her question. He gives her permission and she tears off a massive orgasm. Before she has even had a chance to finish it he pulls the Hitachi away and starts in on her backside with the whip. She'll have to pay for that small amount of satisfaction she received. Back in the old out building JR has her kneeling down on her knees. Her neck is manacled and chained down to a hook in the floor. Her wrists are also manacled and locked to the same hook. This forces her to keep her ass in the air and her head down low. An IV stand is nearby with a 5qt. enema bag hanging off of it. It is completely full. JR walks in and moves the stand closer to her behind. He ask her if she has ever had an enema before. She tells him no. He sticks the nozzle in her ass and starts the water flowing. He has it set for a leisurely release. He wants her to fill up slowly as he has another task for her to do while she fills up. Within a couple of minutes she starts to have cramps. She moans out in discomfort, her intestines seizing up. He makes her push through it. He fetches a cherry pie he baked this morning and places it next to her face. He lets her know that she needs to eat that whole pie while receiving the remainder of the enema. She moans in a wave of cramps as she puts her face down into the pie. Unable to use her hands she has to eat it using only her face. It doesn't take long before her face is covered in red pie. Her glasses have goops of it hanging from them. It looks like she has been shot in the face. At times she cries as she eats it, trying to swallow something that just wants to come back out at the other end. At other times she stops and breaks down, unable to continue until the wave of cramps subside --and still the water continues to fill her bum. She puts her face back into the pie again and comes back out with crust and cherry juice covering her face and hair. It demoralizes her and she breaks down in a little cry fest. She tells JR that she really needs to shit. That she can't put any more pie inside her. But JR tells her to eat more, eat more and then you can release her bowels. When he is satisfied with her he stops the flow of water and removes the nozzle from her asshole. He brings a bucket around and places it below her ass. She ask him for permission to release and he gives it to her. She is timid at first, she feels the humiliation. Then a jet stream of water comes flying out of her ass like a spigot. It completely misses the bucket before JR can move it into a better position. She blows another stream of water from her ass followed by unusually greasy and loud farts. He orders her to eat more of the pie as she is releasing the enema. More wet, loud farts come out. Then a spray of brown mass comes forth and lands behind her just beyond the bucket. The smell now permeates the room. She is utterly humiliated. JR is done with her for the day and decides to place her down into the hole beneath his house. Naked, he places a collar around her neck and marches her down into the dark, dank space. There he places a chain on her collar and secures the other end to a post. He manacles her wrists together before leaving her for the night. She tries to explore her space. She sees that he has left her a banana and a litter box as well as a bowl of dog food. She tries to remove the locks to her manacles but she only serves to frustrate herself. After fetching the banana and eating it she decides she needs to use the litter box. She takes a moment to stand and then slowly makes her way over to where it sits. It is a little too far from her and she needs to use a foot to drag it in closer. Once she does she squats over it and does her business. She'll be here awhile.