With my slave chained at my feet, I sit luxuriously on my velvet throne as I thrash him mercilessly with my most severe and favorite 6 foot bullwhip. Why you may ask? Because it serves to keep him in his proper place, and simply because I can. I own his ass, and he must accept his fate.

Alternating my position on my throne, to achieve maximum accuracy and pain, I relentlessly thrash his ass until he begs for mercy. But his pleas fall on deaf ears, as I stop when I decide to stop. Not before. And never before he has been given a proper attitude adjustment and he truly knows his righ...

With my slave chained at my feet, I sit luxuriously on my velvet throne as I thrash him mercilessly with my most severe and favorite 6 foot bullwhip. Why you may ask? Because it serves to keep him in his proper place, and simply because I can. I own his ass, and he must accept his fate.

Alternating my position on my throne, to achieve maximum accuracy and pain, I relentlessly thrash his ass until he begs for mercy. But his pleas fall on deaf ears, as I stop when I decide to stop. Not before. And never before he has been given a proper attitude adjustment and he truly knows his rightful place and who owns his ass.