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      Stephen Halcomb thought of what he was doing as a celebration of sorts. He was in
his attic, an unfinished room of plank floors and exposed beams. Standing before him was a
nude Chinese girl, and he could do as he chose with her.  
      The girl's hands were in front of her, held together with a short length of heavy
chain, her wrists padlocked into each end of it. She was a lithe, dusky creature with
well-molded breasts and rounded buttocks. Her black hair fell about her shoulders in
disheveled strands. 
      Fear was clearly written on this girl's face.
      "Spread your legs, Syu," Stephen said to her, "and hold yourself still."
      The girl obeyed him quickly, as he'd known she would. She'd been hired to do his
bidding, sent by a very special escort agency that specialized in whipping girls. These
girls were all destitute or desperate in some way, many of them illegal immigrants. Syu
knew that she had to comply with the whims of her employers' clients whether she liked it
or not. She was forced to offer her body up to agony.
      Stephen coated the girl's sex with oil, sticking his finger roughly up into the
mound to lubricate the inside of it. Once she was oiled, he wiped his hands and picked up
a short but wide leather prong. The prong was covered with dozens of tiny leather spikes.
After taking a grip on her from behind, he shoved the tool securely up into the girl's
pussy.
      A thick rope of hemp hung from up in the attic's high-pitched ceiling, and Stephen
guided the girl to it.
      "You're going to climb this rope, Syu," he said as he tied a piece of black cloth
over her eyes, blindfolding her. "I thought you might enjoy a bit of exercise."
      Done with tieing the cloth, he placed her hands on the rope.
      "You may begin climbing," he said, "and don't stop until I say so."
      As her hands pulled at the rope, Syu gripped it with her knees and began her slow
ascent. She was a nimble young thing, accustomed to physical rigors, and this task came
easy to her. She couldn't see that her tall, distinguished tormentor had picked up a quirt
of braided leather.
      "Stop there," Stephen said when Syu's bare toes were dangling about two feet off of
the floor.
      Once the girl was still, Halcomb peered closely and saw that juices were appearing
on her filled pubis, leaking their way around the shaft. The prong was driving her to
arousal.
      He paused a moment to survey his prize. To a man of Halcomb's tastes, Syu presented
a most appealing picture. How pleased he was to have her nude and chained, her body
swaying on a rope. Her flesh was strained and knotted so delightfully tight. 	But despite
Syu's appeal, Stephen's mind kept drifting to Li Chang, the daughter of Robert and Emily
Chang. Li would soon be under his sole guardianship, and he planned to school her with
just the sort of discipline that he was meting out to Syu now. Li Chang would learn
obedience. She would have no choice in the matter.
      Stephen stepped backward and swung the quirt through the air. It landed squarely
across Syu's buttocks, making her let out a yelp of surprise.
      "Ahhh!" came from her mouth. "What is..."
      But she got no further. Halcomb had already begun a fierce whipping of her flesh
that caused her to wag about. The chain locked to her wrists made clanking sounds. Her
toes fluttered at the air.
      "Begin climbing again," Halcomb ordered, still flailing away at the buttocks.
      "Please," the girl whimpered, but she did as she'd been told.
      As she climbed, Stephen flogged at her. He did her thighs as they presented
themselves, her calves, the twitching feet.
      "Start climbing back down," he said when she was high enough to be out of reach.
      He used the quirt on her during this descent, this time flogging her about the back
and shoulders as well.
      The Chinese girl was whimpering from both the pain of being flogged and the arousal
in her loins. She was thrusting her pubis back and forth even as her buttocks sought to
avoid the quirt.
      When her feet were on the floor, Stephen gripped her by the elbow and steered her
toward an uncovered mattress at one side of the vast attic. Guiding the blindfolded girl,
he put her on the mattress in a kneeling position, her buttocks resting between the heels
of her naked feet. Then he removed the shaft from her trembling pubis. The shaft was
soaked with juice.