Before the end of this day, this pet shall know full well that his place is below me, beneath my boot heels, subservient, working and serving to please me and only me. A good sound beating with my rather intense thrasher whip should put those wheels into motion nicely.

He must learn what it feels like to be at my mercy, because he will be just that, from this day forward. He must know what my delicious pain feels like, because he will be fed a steady diet of it. He must know how it feels to be helpless and hopeless, begging for mercy and never receiving it.

And so, I strik...

Before the end of this day, this pet shall know full well that his place is below me, beneath my boot heels, subservient, working and serving to please me and only me. A good sound beating with my rather intense thrasher whip should put those wheels into motion nicely.

He must learn what it feels like to be at my mercy, because he will be just that, from this day forward. He must know what my delicious pain feels like, because he will be fed a steady diet of it. He must know how it feels to be helpless and hopeless, begging for mercy and never receiving it.

And so, I strike him hard and fast. Relentlessly. Over and over again my whip crashes down on his slim, fragile body, shaking him to the core. The look of fear, confusion and disbelief on his face are exhilarating, and only inspire me to take him further down my dark path of slavery. I'll make him call my name and say "Thank You Goddess Joi" as drool flows from his trembling lips. Welcome to my world slave. This is only your first day. There is so much more to come.

Next I escalate his demise with my bamboo canes. There is nothing quite as exhilarating as the sound of my bamboo cane as it swishes through the air before making impact with my slave's fully exposed ass flesh. Strike after searing strike, my cane hits it's mark with pin point accuracy leaving a delicious display of bruises down his ass and thighs.

He can dance around as much as he likes in an attempt to dodge or soften the blows, but his efforts are futile. His tears and pleas for mercy fall on deaf ears. His demise is inevitable, and I will not relent until he is on his knees below me and begging to surrender for more punishment.