My devoted slave will do anything to make me happy, and he knows that nothing makes me happier than his suffering, that nothing excites me more than his marked, bruised, and welted flesh. I shackle him to the spanking horse, and take my rattan cane to his ass again and again, harder and harder. As he screams, begs and struggles, I remind him that he exists only to please me by suffering pain at my cruel hands.
He is ever grateful for the honor.

xoxo, Cybill Troy