Warwick pulled Desiree away. smiling as he took Autumns hand. He led her to the wooden Saint Andrew's Cross. His hands went to the back of her hips, and he kissed down the nape of her neck, before shackling her hands and feet in sequence to it, facing the wall. He pulled back and smiled. "Art..." He slid the riding crop up the soft curve of her ass before bringing it down hard upon her. "Desiree... Bring me the blindfold from the wall."