Whipping him with sadistic intent.

I sent my slave out early in the morning to collect nettles for me. I didn't tell him what they were for, though I suspect he had an idea they were going to be used on him somehow.

Of course they were. No sooner was he back in my chambers, I had him restrained over my bench and ready to be beaten. I adore subjecting him to pain to satisfy my own sadistic needs.

I whip him over and over again with the stinging nettles. Fresh welts, lumps and stings rise across his backside instantly and he writhes in agony.

Naturally, I o... Show more