I caught my slave eyeing me up and down, gawking at the way my bloood-red Japanese kimono, with its shiny black collar and belt, shows off my curvaceous body and advertises my domineering personality. With a medium flogger and a figure-eight motion, I whip his nipples and paint his blubbery breasts a blushing pink, all to let him know he stands naked in the chain-link spider web for my pleasure, not for his. To make certain he understands, I tell him, “Spread your legs.” Then I go underhand with the whip and batter his balls.

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