Dressed in Our pvc outfits, Miss Anna and Myself have Our collection of whips at the ready to slice through My maoschists skin. Pain, pain and some more pain to give Us Our pleasure fix for the afternoon. We tenderise his flesh with Our vinyl floggers, prepping the meat for annihilation. I start with a leather single tail, the crack echoing off the dungeon walls. Miss Anna follows suit as We lay the first lines over his skin. I move to a harsher nylon snake whip duo, I love double whips as it allows no respite from the agonising pain. Breathing is traumatic ad there is no way anyone could e... Show more