My slave has no option but to completely surrender himself to the pain and suffering I am about to bestow upon him via my long, six foot leather bull whip. Each whip strike is an agonizing test of his devotion and loyalty. As the long whip unfurls and whizzes through the air, his body trembles in anticipation. And then the thunderous crack of my whip breaking the sound barrier just before it strikes his tender flesh.

The first strike cuts him deeply, and the scarlet claret flows down the length of his back. There will be many, many more strikes of my dreaded bullwhip. I am a ...

My slave has no option but to completely surrender himself to the pain and suffering I am about to bestow upon him via my long, six foot leather bull whip. Each whip strike is an agonizing test of his devotion and loyalty. As the long whip unfurls and whizzes through the air, his body trembles in anticipation. And then the thunderous crack of my whip breaking the sound barrier just before it strikes his tender flesh.

The first strike cuts him deeply, and the scarlet claret flows down the length of his back. There will be many, many more strikes of my dreaded bullwhip. I am a true Japanese sadist at heart, and I absolutely adore seeing my helpless pets in unrelenting agony. Over and over again I strike as his body shimmies and shakes to avoid the next excruciating blow.

But there is simply nowhere for him to run. To put him in his proper place, I grab hold of his nipples and twist and squeeze until he squeals like a pig. I dig my nails deeply into his man boobs, until tears roll down his face. And then, back to the sadistic torment of my bullwhip.