Slowly, methodically, Rashid worked down her thigh backs and then back to her punished buttocks. He laid each stroke with care, ensuring that on her buttocks the new stripes crossed the old to increase Diana's pain. Then he moved up to the small of her back.

"UUUGGGHHHLLLLMMMMMMMM!!!! UUUGGGGGHHHHLLLLLMMMMMMMMM!!

PLEASEEEEE!!"

Now the general was lashing Diana across her back, the end of the heavy belt just long enough to reach around her to strike the sensitive sides of her large breasts. The sheer weigh of the blows was driving Diana into the wall. Tears and snot streamed down her face as she screamed into the hard, cold surface of the wall. Her body was covered in a cold sweat, making it shine in the harsh light of the room. There was a new intensity to her screams. Diana was convinced that he was going to flay the skin off her back!