I and Mistress Tess are in the mood for some whip target practice. We have this hapless chattel securely bound in the cock stock, feet secured to the massive steel base while his wrists are shackled behind his back. The poor boy's nipples, balls, and cock are adorned with some pretty wooden pegs, just waiting for Mistress Tess and Me to skillfully dislodge them all one by one, whiplash by whiplash. To make sure that the target doesn't disrupt Our concentration wit his screams, We shoved a big ball-gag deep into his mouth, as this target practice is bound to be quite painful. Round after rou... Show more