The business end of a dragontail whip raps against the leather shaft of a thigh-high boot. Lady Dark Angel, in a long black leather evening dress, stilletos clicking on the polished hard wooden floor approaches her slave who is knelt before a wooden barrel. With her left hand the blonde dungeon Goddess pushes up the chin of her slave and inquires if the man is feeling some trepidation at the appearance of the lady and her whip, her beautiful leather whip. She asks the man if he wishes to feel it, then ordering him to stand up before laying a few preparatory lashes across his back and butock...

The business end of a dragontail whip raps against the leather shaft of a thigh-high boot. Lady Dark Angel, in a long black leather evening dress, stilletos clicking on the polished hard wooden floor approaches her slave who is knelt before a wooden barrel. With her left hand the blonde dungeon Goddess pushes up the chin of her slave and inquires if the man is feeling some trepidation at the appearance of the lady and her whip, her beautiful leather whip. She asks the man if he wishes to feel it, then ordering him to stand up before laying a few preparatory lashes across his back and butocks.

Lady Dark Angel approaches her slave once more, pointing his attention to the other whip that is perched on top of the barrel. It is truly a fearsome looking number with metal spikes and barbs along its shaft, with the lady suggesting her slave would not want to feel that whip urging the man therefore to prepare himself once more by taking some nice deep breaths. Then Lady Dark Angel begins to swing her dragontail agains the man’s back again causing the man to moan and whimper. This causes the lady to issue a further warning to the slave to be brazen before resuming his punishment and then running her nails over his flesh. A further set of lashes causes the man to lose his balance before he is ordered to present himself once more.

Each lash causes the man great pain and much laughter from Lady Dark Angel, the lady continuing to whip her slave till he falls to the floor. The slave is unashamedly whimpering now as Lady Dark Angel encourages him to say he likes and will continue to take her whip. More lashes are laid across his back causing the slave to fall down once more with the lady advising him he seems unlikely to be her whipping boy. Lady Dark Angel advises the slave he either takes more of the dragontail or he will have to endure the fearsome metal-spiked whip.?