Sometimes I love to take a slave to my hidden cabin in the woods for a long hard whipping. We are so secluded that no one can hear the cracks of my whips or my slave's screaming. Using my single tail and dawg quirt, I dish out hundreds of full swing rapid fire lashes to his back and he can't escape as I tied him between the posts to ensure he stays put during his whipping. I simply adore outdoor whipping scenes.