One of My slaves tried to My kindness yesterday evening, and asked for a Coca Cola before being locked in his cell for the night. Because he likes to drink something sweet before going to rest. He must have forgotten his place to ask for that. No problem, I will remind him what his place is: I had him rest in the whole this night, and now, in the morning, I will take him out and whip him. This ought to teach him his place. A smart slave would have seen the marks on the backs of My other slaves and understood that I am not very tolerant when it comes to slaves making mistakes, but it seems t... Show more