At first I thought the artist’s choice of impact-area of the whip was deliberately non-sexual, probably in the interests of presenting the image to a mass audience. Then after looking at it for a while, I noticed how subtle the scene really is.

The whip might have touch her first just below the waist, but the force of the whip won’t stop there. The momentum of the leather will travel in a wave toward the end of the whip, and the tips are exactly the right height to flick painfully against the points of her breasts. Indeed, the ends of the whip look like little fingers, ready to grab her nipples right through her clothing.

Patience. The guy knows what he is doing. We just haven’t gotten to the point where he opens her dress slowly, button by button. Haste makes waste.