The moment I close the collar around My French bitch's neck, he becomes nothing more than an object, a sex toy for Me to use as I desire. his only purpose in life is to please Me. he has gifted Me, his Goddess, a special, brutally painful whip, one that I shall only use on his very skin. I shall try it right now; there will be no warm-up, he must just take all the pain I care to inflict on him. The tails are coarse and rough, so they scratch the skin, much in the same way My stiletto claws can mark. The bitch's ass quickly turns red, and I am getting pleased. But nothing can get Me as pleas... Show more