Tonight I intend to bestow upon this undeserving slave a much deserved beating, the likes of which he will not forget anytime soon. I will break him of his annoying habits, and mold him to the point of possibly being useful to me. I start with an unassuming short leather quirt, a whip one typically might consider a warm up instrument. But for me, and even more so for him, a warm up will not be necessary.

Each and every time I throw this whip, it shall be done with cruel intentions...there will be no mercy, his demise is inevitable. His desperate pleas fall on deaf ears as I relentl... Show more