In this follow up clip I am a sight to behold, completely encased from head to toe in a full leather catsuit, thigh high boots, corset, gloves and studded bolero jacket. I am truly a leather fetishists wet dream come true.

My slave is helpless and vulnerable, as he should be. With absolutely no choice but to accept the inevitability of my punishment. I use my four foot leather bull whip to shred his shoulders, back, and ass as his screams bounce off my dungeon walls. With each and every agonizing strike of my whip, I bruise and lacerate his baby soft flesh like a hot slicing through ...

In this follow up clip I am a sight to behold, completely encased from head to toe in a full leather catsuit, thigh high boots, corset, gloves and studded bolero jacket. I am truly a leather fetishists wet dream come true.

My slave is helpless and vulnerable, as he should be. With absolutely no choice but to accept the inevitability of my punishment. I use my four foot leather bull whip to shred his shoulders, back, and ass as his screams bounce off my dungeon walls. With each and every agonizing strike of my whip, I bruise and lacerate his baby soft flesh like a hot slicing through warm butter.

The pain is relentless and grows exponentially, radiating throughout every fiber in his body and lingers long after the whip strike. His punishment is intense, relentless and unforgiving, and deservedly so. It is my goal to break him, and show him emphatically who is his owner. There is none more cruel, none more cold hearted, none more proficient at metering out delicious and excruciating pain, than when I am at my most sadistic, whip in hand, slave helplessly and inescapably bound before me. This is when I am most thrilled, aroused and at peace with myself.