The Bullwhip Beatdown is in full swing, as I relentlessly put my leather to my helpless slave's flesh, effortlessly tearing and ripping his baby soft skin until he is bruised and lacerated. Strike after painful strike, he squeals from my sadistic carnage. But his cries for mercy only serve to fuel my sadistic appetite further. I hunger for his pain. And I will not relent until I have been satiated.

Blow after blow, I turn his back scarlet red with my razor sharp whip. The harsh leather strikes the flesh with a resounding crack and immediately shreds his skin with ease. Beg as he wi... Show more