To be graced with my sadistic cruelty is most definitely a divine privilege. All of my hopeful slaves must experience the delicious pain and agony which only I can gift to them. It serves to reinforce my position of ultimate authority, and reminds them of their proper place in my world.

With this particular pet, I choose one of my most severe leather paddles to inflict a merciless beating. And by his reaction, I would dare say that I have pushed his pain and suffering far beyond his threshold. Try as he may to elude my blows, there is simply no escaping my sadistic sense of entitle...

To be graced with my sadistic cruelty is most definitely a divine privilege. All of my hopeful slaves must experience the delicious pain and agony which only I can gift to them. It serves to reinforce my position of ultimate authority, and reminds them of their proper place in my world.

With this particular pet, I choose one of my most severe leather paddles to inflict a merciless beating. And by his reaction, I would dare say that I have pushed his pain and suffering far beyond his threshold. Try as he may to elude my blows, there is simply no escaping my sadistic sense of entitlement. The more he prances around like a fool, the more severely I beat him down and silence him once and for all. He must learn to accept the delirious pain which I bestow upon him. Take it all in, my pet. Good boy.

Next I thrust a diabolical gas mask over his head, restrain his arms, and enjoy a much desired cigarette break. But there will be no break for this pet, because where there is smoke there is burning misery. I assure you, I can find countless ways of tormenting my slave while I indulge myself with a smoke.

I blister his nipples, singe his genitals, and scorch his ass relentlessly with the glowing tip of my cigarette as his screams fill the air. Ahhhh, the smell of his burning flesh truly does satisfy the sadist in me. As I continue to burn his exposed flesh, I blow billows of smoke into the breathing hose to fill his lungs with my sweet second hand smoke. He is helpless to resist and can only breathe in the air that I allow him, laced with my divine cigarette smoke as he coughs, chokes and gasps to my delight.