Normally that kind of pain didn't do anything for her. It just didn't. This time it made her hallucinate.
It was just a brief flash, a sudden intense vision of herself from outside, arched and masked with her limbs doubled and strapped tight together: almost dehumanized, a sweaty slick helpless girlbody, gasping into a wet rubber bag as the crooked steel implement jammed up into her cunt. Then she was back in her body, with the sting and the flush of heat from her breast just starting to radiate from the slap. She got one bewildered breath as she jerked uselessly, still caught in place by the unbearable stimulator, and then the strap cracked against her breast again.
This time she got an image of what her p***y would look like on that video monitor from before: considerably more wet and
