In less than two minutes, she was entirely undressed,
hanging (arms over head) from a rafter in the ceiling;
for good measure, her bare feet and ankles were tied
– one to the other – and fixed at three inches above the floor.
The overall effect was that her nude body
was stretched with the tension of a bowstring.
She had not spoken a word since she realized her fate;
now she simply stared at her husband and his
two brothers, each now holding a cat o’ nine tails,
each anxious to begin their part in her savage punishment. ================================
Yes, Master. Crop or Whip? Bullwhip! Thirty strokes!
Spread 'em out! Neck to knees! As you wish, master. And my breasts? Tomorrow after breakfast, forty... No, FIFTY strokes! =================================