Seductively clad in my stunning, skin tight, white leather cat suit, I stalk my prey. He stands before me, bound, hooded and gagged, with his arms stretched high overhead. He is a sitting duck, as I approach with my feared thrasher whip. Resistance is futile my pet, so simply surrender to all I have to give you.

Blow after painful blow, I rip and tear at his flesh without remorse or hesitation. He is my pain pet, my toy, my play thing. And I will play with him as I wish. And on this nite, I wish to feed him a steady diet of pain and suffering.

His feeble attempts to scream... Show more