Strapped down and ready to ride.

That horse is a clever contraption. Straps cinch Charlie tight until her ass, feet and nipples stick out like targets. A head harness pins her neck straight. Flogging lights her ass up first, then I switch to the cane and lay it on harder, stripe after stripe. The game starts simple. How many strokes before she spills that bucket of mean black clips? Every clip is clamped in place to stop her from twitching or making a sound. She holds still through the sting of cane and bite of clips, and when the dick finally slides in, she comes for us anyway.