Naked, vulnerable and strapped into my punishment bench, my slave is completely at my mercy. And I assure you, I have none. In a matter of moments I transform his lily white ass into a myriad of black and blue welts, bruises and lacerations.

I walk slowly around him, my stilettos clicking seductively on the hardwood floor. I yank his head by a handful of sweat-moistened hair, and whisper softly: "This may hurt...Just a little bit". And then without warning I lay a whip strike hard across his back. Tears roll down his puffy cheeks, and I smile a sadistic smile of satisfaction.

Naked, vulnerable and strapped into my punishment bench, my slave is completely at my mercy. And I assure you, I have none. In a matter of moments I transform his lily white ass into a myriad of black and blue welts, bruises and lacerations.

I walk slowly around him, my stilettos clicking seductively on the hardwood floor. I yank his head by a handful of sweat-moistened hair, and whisper softly: "This may hurt...Just a little bit". And then without warning I lay a whip strike hard across his back. Tears roll down his puffy cheeks, and I smile a sadistic smile of satisfaction.

Strike after agonizing strike, my whip finds it's mark on his tender flesh, ripping and tearing it with ease. His screams only serve to fuel my sadism further. The more he begs, the more I torment him. There is no escape from this bench, so he must settle in and accept the pain.

It will be so much easier for him if he surrenders to it. I attach a leather leash around his neck, too tightly, and as he struggles for air I pull his head back and continue whipping his lacerated ass.