She would normally feel more nervous and afraid, but she wasnt. She trusted her Master not to hurt her too much, or leave permanent marks on her that would mar her beautiful body and silky smooth skin. "I undersand Master", I reply as you caress along my chest, down to the cleavage of my silver wrap dress. With the dress  leaving little to the imagination, I undo the ties and part it to show off my smooth belly and slowly rising breasts.<br/><br/>Hanging the dress up, so as not to get it dirty or torn, I step slowly across to you, my heels clicking with each step that I take towards you and the wooden frame. Gazing up at the chains as you adjust them for my petite height, I dont stop until Im under the frame, and shiver against your touch as you secure cuffs to my ankles, then secure them to the fixed cuffs, parting my thighs.<br/><br/>Facing the frame, I smile and whimper in lust as you grope my firm bottom posssively, then secure my slender wrists into the matching padded cuffs, that feel nice against my wrists. Feeling pride that you care for me, I resolve to endure as much as I can before calling out my safeword.<br/>Nodding my head, I teeter a bit as the chains are pulled tight. Once its tight enough for me, I tell you and you stop immediately.<br/><br/>Stretched out and unable to move much, I whimper and bite my lip as you stand behind me. Turning my head to look over my shioulder, I tremble at the sight of the bullwhip, and hope that I can make you proud.<br/><br/>"Yes Master, Im ready", I reply and turn my head back around.