I like my boys whipped.

So when given the opportunity to flay you while you're all tied up and helpless on the St. Andrew's cross – why not? I want to see my singletail marking up your skin from back to ass. I love hearing the crack of the leather whip as it kisses your skin, and I adore watching you flinch from the pain. Running my fingers over your raised skin, pinching, grabbing, and slapping it...I know it hurts. You'll take it for me right?

Lash after lash gracing your pathetic backside, and you're lucky to have it there.

I like my boys whipped.

So when given the opportunity to flay you while you're all tied up and helpless on the St. Andrew's cross – why not? I want to see my singletail marking up your skin from back to ass. I love hearing the crack of the leather whip as it kisses your skin, and I adore watching you flinch from the pain. Running my fingers over your raised skin, pinching, grabbing, and slapping it...I know it hurts. You'll take it for me right?

Lash after lash gracing your pathetic backside, and you're lucky to have it there.