"We will be building up in intensity of instruments," he explained, "but the amount of force I use will be consistently light. Again, this is not a punishment." She nodded, trembling with nervousness despite his words, and gasped at the ticklish sensation of cloth or straps against her skin. "This is the flogger. You’ve experienced this before." He trailed the leather straps along her back, teasing her buttocks and thighs before lightly swatting her along the legs and arse. It was surprising, but it didn’t hurt. He continued to trail lightly up her left side before swatting the underside of her breast and then laying soft strikes along her back before hitting her slightly more firmly on the arse and legs and continuing gently up the side for a soft swat at her breast that made her jump. Her skin felt warm and tingly, but it didn’t sting.