When I take My prisoner out of the cage, it means he is about to suffer. This creature exists for only one reason: to satisfy My sadistic desires. When he obediently licks My leather boots, I can tell he understands and accepts his place: a whipping boy and nothing more. his nipples are weak and sensitive; My sharp stiletto nails make him cry, while a whip lashing across his chest makes My Sanctum wet. Still, his pristine white ass is a more appealing target that I can unleash My sadism on. The sound of the single tail cracking, his body flinching, the whimpers and the red welts rising up a... Show more