My slaves, they suffer for Me. Whipping them, seeing them in misery taking the pain from Me - that definitely turns Me on. The marks My whip kisses leave on virgin skin also arouse Me greatly. I love it when a slave begs Me to whip him, when he accepts his destiny as My whipping boy if that is what I want. The more intensely My whips hurt him - the wetter and hornier I become. This slave, secured in heavy bondage stocks, has a body made for whipping. his lily white skin reddens so sweetly, and the heat, soon rising off his back, is pure enjoyment for Me. The slave acknowledges his place, on... Show more