My slave is locked in the cold dungeon, chained to a pillar, for quite some time already. Whipped every hour as a punishment.

Another hour has passed and I'm coming to administer another portion of his punishment. Dressed in black shiny leggings and a leather corset, on high heels, I'm sure the slave would enjoy admiring Me, but, to his misfortune, he is chained with his back to the door. It's more convenient for Me this way, and My comfort is the only thing that matters. The red whip in My hand matches My red leather gloves and, soon, will match My slave's red back. I start admin... Show more