Securely strapped down and helplessly vulnerable in my inescapable steel bondage web, my slave will receive his daily whipping. It serves to keep him in his proper place, and reinforce my position of unquestioned authority. And, simply because I can.

Using a severe leather cat o nine tails, I rip the flesh from his back until he begs for mercy. Nothing titillates me more, than to hear his screams fill my playspace, as the sound of my whip whistles through the air, his flesh welting, bruising and breaking from my sweet sadistic seduction.

His pleas for mercy fall on deaf ear... Show more