Today I am whipping my slave's front side with a riding crop. It may not sound that bad compared to a single tail, but let me assure you, the sting of the flexible leather tail sends a pain this slave will remember for some time to come. It's like the wave of pain crashing down on his sensitive nipples over and over again; it's enough to drive him mad.
In an act of total sadism, I swing the crop again and again, hitting him for excruciatingly long periods of time without stopping. The scream he makes fills me with joy. I do it over and over, harder and harder each time. His...
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Today I am whipping my slave's front side with a riding crop. It may not sound that bad compared to a single tail, but let me assure you, the sting of the flexible leather tail sends a pain this slave will remember for some time to come. It's like the wave of pain crashing down on his sensitive nipples over and over again; it's enough to drive him mad.
In an act of total sadism, I swing the crop again and again, hitting him for excruciatingly long periods of time without stopping. The scream he makes fills me with joy. I do it over and over, harder and harder each time. His...