My first clip from My time at the OWK........... I drag My slave onto the grass in front of the grand castle and him to stand under the impressive OWK flag. I have all My whips laid out on My human whip holder set out ready to push this slaves boundaries. he needs to feel pain on a whole other level as My whips sink into his skin. I am dressed in leather and silk, such a divine contrast in materials as MY leather thigh boots encase Me. The sunshine is glorious and My curled locks blow in the heavenly breeze. There is no warm up, I decide a cold, harsh hunter whip will suffice to tear throug...

My first clip from My time at the OWK........... I drag My slave onto the grass in front of the grand castle and him to stand under the impressive OWK flag. I have all My whips laid out on My human whip holder set out ready to push this slaves boundaries. he needs to feel pain on a whole other level as My whips sink into his skin. I am dressed in leather and silk, such a divine contrast in materials as MY leather thigh boots encase Me. The sunshine is glorious and My curled locks blow in the heavenly breeze. There is no warm up, I decide a cold, harsh hunter whip will suffice to tear through his flesh first. I move through My whips until I get to My miniature bullwhipMy harshest whip by far. I admire My marks and etch My famous S onto his back. I warn him that the worst is yet to come. After the first blow his legs start to buckle.......I demand him to take more for Me, his knees giving way each time I strike, but I am far from finished! I will have My fun and I will finish when I am fully satisfied, even his tears won't make Me relent.