As I torment my bound and helpless minion, I am as cold as ice. Void of any shred of emotion whatsoever. I am expressionless...relentless...merciless! I am cruelty personified. There will be no gratuitous Mistress/slave dialogue. No warm up. No nurturing after care.

It is all so ridiculously unnecessary. I am here only to impose a much deserved punishment on my undeserving slave. Strapped tightly to my leather punishment bench, I utilize one of my most intense leather riding crops. A rather unassuming instrument, this particular crop when in the hands of a true Dominant Sadist like...

As I torment my bound and helpless minion, I am as cold as ice. Void of any shred of emotion whatsoever. I am expressionless...relentless...merciless! I am cruelty personified. There will be no gratuitous Mistress/slave dialogue. No warm up. No nurturing after care.

It is all so ridiculously unnecessary. I am here only to impose a much deserved punishment on my undeserving slave. Strapped tightly to my leather punishment bench, I utilize one of my most intense leather riding crops. A rather unassuming instrument, this particular crop when in the hands of a true Dominant Sadist like myself, is capable of unleashing a rather severe degree of agony upon my pet.

Alternating between his left and right ass cheeks, I have his bottom ruby red in a matter of moments. Surely the welts and bruises are not far behind. But I take my time with him, as I painstakingly and deliberately strike his ass again and again until he begins melting into a head space more to my liking. That of an obedient, servile pet with but one objective in life. To please his owner.