The pain and suffering continue, as I turn to several of my most cruel and unforgiving whips to further torment my helpless slave. With each lethal strike of my whip, the welts, cuts and bruises immediately build up across his thighs, ass and back.

He writhes and contorts his body in a panic stricken attempt to dodge the blows and process the pain, but there is simply no where to run. Strike after agonizing strike, I tear away at his fragile flesh. He begs and pleads, but I am cold and heartless to his pathetic pleas.

There is no escape from my whip whatsoever. There is no me... Show more