"Are you ready to be worked to the core?"

The burning as blood pulses through the ripping muscle fiber with every ******.
Sweat gliding down your cheek as you release a laboured breath. Begging for this to be the last one...And being told "No, 4 more"

In your stubbornness you dig deep tightening every muscle with focus. Pushing through the pain, the deep burn. Distracting yourself.

Wishing that you weren't the sadist doing this to yourself. Dreaming the pain was being dealt out by someone else. Someone you could plead with.

Uurgh 3 to go.
You think back to your last beating. The sting of the crop. The harshness of her rhythmic hand driving deep into your tissue.  Oh how you wish this burn would end with a moans and a smirk of pleasure like it did that night.  

But today you strive to please a new mistress. She does not grow weary delivering heavy strikes. Instead there is only the pleasure of controlling the strong fortress she commands you to build with every rep.

"Just two more" she states coldly. "You will do this, these last two are for you"

With fresh resolve you push through, bearing teeth... One to go

As you take one final gulp of rejuvenating air, you look up to see your mistress is you. With a smirk of satisfaction you effortlessly finish your last rep.

With a smile of approval she whispers "Good girl, I won't go so easy on you next time"