My slave is locked in the trample floor with his vulnerable parts exposed. I warm him up by sticking my sharp stiletto into his nipples, letting him kiss my shoes and pantyhose, and slapping his stupid face with my pantyhose clad feet. His balls are crushed by a metal humbler and I crop begin to crop them. "Remember what you said?" I remind him that in his email he asked for one thousand lashes from me and that I'm not in the mercy business...