The pain and anguish escalates for my unworthy slave as I trade up for an even more severe eight foot leather bullwhip. The long whip unfurls and hits its mark over and over again, as I strike with the accuracy and precision of a surgeon, ripping and lacerating his flesh until scarlet red oozes down his back and legs.

He squeals like a stuck pig, but the high pitched wailing only spurs me on to a greater degree of sadism. His pleas for mercy fall on deaf ears, as I am entranced with the sight of his body trembling in fear and convulsing in pain.