I prepared the camera to video tape the session, I wasn't going to get too involved in the actual shooting, I only wanted to have some images of the session, and more importantly, of her.

In other words I was going to work with a "Blind Camera". I could only set the frame at the beginning and let it roll, letting the action take place in front of it. Not the best scenario but I had no choice, It was me and her, alone, no interruptions, no third party involved, and that was all that mattered.

I went to fetch my clever intrument of torture while leaving Camille to wonder what would be next.

Camille could not know what was going to happen next because I did not tell her. I took a cane-like rod, which I made myself, and I first touched her chin with it, raising her head, she smiled for a moment, in the playful mood I told her to start with.

She was doing well. I was full of anticipation and I think so was she. I thougth for a moment of what she could be feeling, alone with this man she hardly knows, almost naked, all tied up.

I could tell she trusted me. She wouldn't be there if that was not the case.

I hit her across her exposed belly, leaving a bloody mark. It came as a surprise to her, she didn't expect it, she didn't know what to expect. She clenched her fists and threw her body back. Now she knew. Her legs began to tremble slightly.

I was hesitating a bit. This was not the first time I asked a woman to do something like this. But for some reason I felt a sharp wave of anxiety climbing up my spine bringing sweat to my foreheard. I was glad she could not see me. I hit her again.

Camille changed her expression. She was serious now. I could see she was struggling, trying to keep her body from pulling her arms, trying to relieve the pressure of the rope around her wrists.

I raised the cane wondering if she would be able to take all I had planned for this day.

I hit her across her belly again. She held a scream, a mixture of surprise and pain, but before she could recover I hit her again. There was no return now. She was either going to take this, or stop me on my tracks and leave.