Pain is a delicious gift I bestow on all of my pets whenever, wherever and however I choose. One by one, I will addict each and every one of my minions to my divine cruelty. And they are privileged to receive such attention from their Goddess.

I make this one BEG me for it. Beg me for my lethal leather galley whip. Beg me for my delicious pain and anguish. Begging serves to demonstrate my slaves never ending commitment to serve, worship, obey and suffer for me, and only me. He will cry. He will beg. Tears will run down his cheeks. All to please his Goddess. In time, he will become ...

Pain is a delicious gift I bestow on all of my pets whenever, wherever and however I choose. One by one, I will addict each and every one of my minions to my divine cruelty. And they are privileged to receive such attention from their Goddess.

I make this one BEG me for it. Beg me for my lethal leather galley whip. Beg me for my delicious pain and anguish. Begging serves to demonstrate my slaves never ending commitment to serve, worship, obey and suffer for me, and only me. He will cry. He will beg. Tears will run down his cheeks. All to please his Goddess. In time, he will become addicted to my sadistic ways.

And so I grant him his wish. I strike over and over again with my ferocious whip, splitting and tearing away the flesh from his back and ass. This is a brutal whip, and it takes mere seconds to leave my prey welted and lacerated. His suffering is severe, and I expect and demand nothing less.

With each excruciating blow from my whip, his suffering goes beyond the physical as the pain creeps deeper and deeper into his psyche. But I will not stop until he is completely broken to my will. I will not stop until he is yet another pain junkie addicted to my divine cruelty.