While the whip strokes are pouring on the slave, he can't do anything else, but to grab onto the huge wooden rod, that in front of him. Mistress Ariel didn't bother to tie him to that wooden thing, she just started to stroke his bare back and he instantly kneeled down and embraced that with all his . He shuts his eyes tigh and grits his teet, but loud screams escape from between them either way.