When a boy dares to annoy Goddess Samariel at a gathering, swift and merciless correction follows. She drags the insolent creature into the House of Sinn’s infamous pain room, chaining him securely in place.

The punishment begins with precision and malice. The leather flogger lands sharply on his locked genitals, each strike eliciting shudders of pain and pathetic whimpers. But this is only the start. With a commanding turn, She exposes his back and arse, delivering powerful strikes that leave him howling in agony.

his cries and desperate pleas for mercy are met with co...

When a boy dares to annoy Goddess Samariel at a gathering, swift and merciless correction follows. She drags the insolent creature into the House of Sinn’s infamous pain room, chaining him securely in place.

The punishment begins with precision and malice. The leather flogger lands sharply on his locked genitals, each strike eliciting shudders of pain and pathetic whimpers. But this is only the start. With a commanding turn, She exposes his back and arse, delivering powerful strikes that leave him howling in agony.

his cries and desperate pleas for mercy are met with cold indifference. Begging has no place here. Goddess Samariel continues relentlessly, each lash driving home the lesson he so desperately needs to learn. The whipping only ends when She is satisfied that Her authority has been fully restored and Her displeasure fully expressed.

At the House of Sinn, disrespect is always repaid in pain.