[ She absolutely understands that it means keep going. She starts scratching at the welt, merciless strokes of her nails against the swollen skin at her inner thighs. ]

You're too strong for them. Everyone else gets tired out before you've had enough, don't they, [ she coos, pressing in harder. Blood begins to well up, beading along the skin with the broken capillaries seeping through to the surface. ]

But I can go as long and as far as you want, sweetheart.