In Part 1, I mercilessly whipped my pain pig within an inch of his life using my most feared Thrasher Whip with the understanding that there "was still so much more to come". Being a Goddess of my word, in this clip I chose to elaborate upon his suffering with my dreaded 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. ...

In Part 1, I mercilessly whipped my pain pig within an inch of his life using my most feared Thrasher Whip with the understanding that there "was still so much more to come". Being a Goddess of my word, in this clip I chose to elaborate upon his suffering with my dreaded 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.