Arethusa. She’s been paddled. And fucked.
Right now, catlike, she’s sleeping, despite her unrestful position, and the fact that she can’t move.
But her Master hasn’t undone her bonds yet. They both know one important thing, though they know it from different sides: there’s more to come.
But first, sleep. I loved the way she always fell asleep after deep D/s sex. She’d given her all, holding nothing back, and she always conked out for a while afterwards.