Wearing only her boots danni's wrists are bound together and tied at her knees. This position keeps her bent at the waist and her booty poking outward. She also has a chest harness with a rope tied up and secured at the ceiling. This insures she stays in one place. A black ball gag is buckled tightly in her face hole. She's just waiting, looking down at the wooden paddle, wooden paint stick, leather slapper and flogger at her feet. Jr finally comes out to address her and immediately asks of her which instrument she would like to be struck with first. She points to the flogger. He picks it up and walks behind her and strikes her against the ass cheeks. She barely flinches. He strikes her again and this time she jolts --just a bit. After about twenty strikes up and down her back and buttocks she seems rather indifferent to the flogger. He asks her which instrument is next. She points to a leather slapper and jr picks it up and moves behind her. He starts on the back of her thigh and slowly moves up to her ass cheeks, never ceasing striking her as he moves up her body. It never really seems to have much of an effect on her --outside of stomping her foot once, her eyes slamming closed at times and a single grunt. He decides to strike her repeatedly in the same spot. Finally, after quite a few blows, she stamps her foot down again and her fists are clenched in tight balls. She clearly struggles now to maintain composure. When he stops he asks her which is next. She points at the heavy wooden paddle. Her ass is now clearly red as he lines up for the shot. He brings it down on her cheeks and she barely flinches. On the second blow she lets out a bit of a whimper and then after a moment starts to shake her ass, shake off the sting. When he asks her if this instrument hurts pretty bad she shakes her head up and down vigorously for several seconds in obvious confirmation. He comes back up behind her and strikes her buttocks again. Again she lets out a whimper and then stomps one foot hard to the ground. He tells her she is going to have to take ten more strikes of the paddle before moving on. After the fifth strike she's starting to lose it. Her legs will not stop shaking. She continuously opens and closes her fist and now she is making sounds in-between being struck. When he asks her if she will be able to make it to ten she shakes her head in clear confirmation. She is a tough ****. He immediately strikes her against the ass and she grunts loudly and then stomps the opposite foot. He asks her what number that was and when she tries to speak a gallon of slobber falls from her gagged face hole and smacks the ground beneath her in a pool of drool. When the next strike hits her she slams her fist closed as tightly as she can and lets out a slight whimper, neglecting to stomp her foot this time. Her whole body is shaking now. Continuously. When he asks her what number that was, as she forms the word --gagged as she is-- a giant bubble of slobber emerges and falls to the floor, followed by a long string of wetness. When the seventh hit strikes her behind she lets out a loud moan of pain, albeit short. She then buckles and tries to lower herself, caught by the rope on her chest harness. Then she stomps one foot against the floor. More uncontrollable shaking. When he tells her the tenth strike is going to be a dozy she utters a sound of concern and it seems like the statement sucks just the smallest amount of life out of her. When the tenth comes he strikes her hard. She immediately stomps one foot to the ground then several seconds later stomps the other one as well. She shakes her ass to shake off the sting. The whole of her body is in motion. One can her the labored breathing. Her ass is purple --all over. But there is still one more instrument to use...