Shrugging, Frank unlocked the chain from Toni's collar and replaced it with a dog leash that was hanging on a hook just outside the cell. Giving a tug, he led his bitch back to the play room as he liked to think of it. It took him a few moments to cuff her hands together in front of her. Cuffs were added to her ankles and then he used a spreader bar to keep her feet spread out. Finally, he lowered the chain and hook and slipped the connecting chain of her wrist cuffs on the hook. There was a winch but Frank preferred lifting her by hand so he pulled on the chain until her feet were just clear of the floor.<br/><br/>He grabbed a short ladder and placed it next to the dangling girl. The top step put him high enough above he so he could feed her without straining his arms. The slop used to be eggs and sausage but he had mixed it together so there were not any big chunks. It took 41 bites for her to finish the meal. With a smile on his face, he stepped down and replaced the ladder where it belonged. The belt cleared his pants with the characteristic sound. He hadn't said anything at all during the entire time. Doubling his belt, he positioned himself so the first strike hit Toni on the left side. He put all of his strength in the swing. The resounding slap of leather on flesh followed by the scream made his grin even wider. Now the poor girl was twisting in the air. Forty swings of the belt landed on her thighs, stomach and ass, depending on when he struck as she continued to turn in the air. For the last strike, he stopped her from rotating with her ass facing him. The final one sailed up between her legs and struck squarely on her clit and cunt.