In this video I demonstrate just how brutally sadistic I am, and how much I truly savor my slaves gift of delicious agony. I unleash all the fury of my dreaded thrasher whip on my helpless devotee, flawlessly designed to effortlessly slice deeply into the tender flesh of my pet.

To make matters worse (or better, depending on ones perspective) This whip has braided and feathered tresses of leather AND rubber, which strike with the savagery of a cluster of razor blades, slashing and ripping into him as the full weight of the whip crashes upon his body in massive waves of agony. Suffi...

In this video I demonstrate just how brutally sadistic I am, and how much I truly savor my slaves gift of delicious agony. I unleash all the fury of my dreaded thrasher whip on my helpless devotee, flawlessly designed to effortlessly slice deeply into the tender flesh of my pet.

To make matters worse (or better, depending on ones perspective) This whip has braided and feathered tresses of leather AND rubber, which strike with the savagery of a cluster of razor blades, slashing and ripping into him as the full weight of the whip crashes upon his body in massive waves of agony. Suffice to say this whip has no equal.

That being said, my slave is in for a very long evening, as I strike repeatedly with lethal accuracy and the precision of a surgeon, so as to keep him in a physical and psychological state of limbo floating somewhere between heaven and hell. His body is in survival mode, while his mind and heart teeters on the brink of utter surrender. This is what I live for!

And before this evening has passed, he will be converted. He will be transformed. He will become a masochist to my sadism, willingly accepting and cherishing my gift of pain and suffering as a symbol of his unconditional love and devotion to me.