Having warmed up their slave with floggers, Lady Dark Angel and Mistress Frankie in their tight sleeveless tops, now introduce him to the kiss of their leather quirts. Those viscious single tail whips with multiple lashes. The blonde dungeon owner begins to lash the man over his buttocks before proceeding to his back, increasing the tempo before using her whip with expected venom across his shoulder blades. She remarks on the beauty of the lashing to the slave before Mistress Frankie starts up on him with her whip which though slimmer packs a piercing sound. " Minimum effort, maximum result...

Having warmed up their slave with floggers, Lady Dark Angel and Mistress Frankie in their tight sleeveless tops, now introduce him to the kiss of their leather quirts. Those viscious single tail whips with multiple lashes. The blonde dungeon owner begins to lash the man over his buttocks before proceeding to his back, increasing the tempo before using her whip with expected venom across his shoulder blades. She remarks on the beauty of the lashing to the slave before Mistress Frankie starts up on him with her whip which though slimmer packs a piercing sound. " Minimum effort, maximum results " was how Lady Dark Angel describes her blonde friend's whip which judging by the slave's responses, would appear he was entirely in agreement with her. Mistress Frankie increases the power of her lashes as she flays the man's back, leaving him to gasp as she brings a close to her efforts.

Then Lady Dark Angel picks up her wicked Dragon Tail, the falling lash of which rings out an even louder shrill as the sound of its broader leather lash landing on the man's bare flesh rebounds across the walls of the dungeon. It is the lady's favourite whip and the man's reaction to it provides testimony to Lady Dark Angel's prowess with the whip. Having had its lashes kiss the man's flesh, she then requires him to kiss the whip. Thereafter Mistress Frankie launches into him once more following which she asks the man to pick a favourite. The slave seems to prefer the first whip Lady Dark Angel had used so she sets about him once more with this whip, laying full-powered lashes across his red and sore back. Thereafter Lady Dark Angel then runs her sharp nails and warm fingers over his burning flesh as both ladies admire the artwork they had placed on the slave.

Ordering the man to sit on the hard wooden floor, they permit him to take a few deep breaths prior to worshipping the pointed edge and soles of their black leather boots. Having subject their slave to the lash at their pleasure the ladies muse as to what would excite them next, telling the slave it's all about exciting them. It's all about pleasing the ladies.....