This hopeful toy needs to know his place. It is imperative that a slave be broken to my whims and desires from the onset, rather they fall into bad habits. Because if they do so, unfortunately for them, they will suffer severe reprisals for their actions. So best I set them straight in their early slave development.

Before the end of the day, this one 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 ...

This hopeful toy needs to know his place. It is imperative that a slave be broken to my whims and desires from the onset, rather they fall into bad habits. Because if they do so, unfortunately for them, they will suffer severe reprisals for their actions. So best I set them straight in their early slave development.

Before the end of the day, this one 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. Welcome to my world slave. This is only your first day. More to comeIt whipping time, time for beating backs. My slave looks so helpless trussed up there naked with a big red ball gag in his mouth. He is. He must feel powerless against the fury I'm going to lay into him. With every strike I'm going to leave long red streaks all up and down his back like it's raining red. My slave should expect a heavy pounding.

I'll make him call my name and say "Thank You Goddess Lana". I want to see him drool when he tries to utter my name when I whip him on his back, on his butt, and on his balls. There's no escape from me slave. Give in and surrender to your Goddess.