Every year, on the same night, I make a drawer among the slaves of my kingdom, to select the victim of a an atrocious ritual which reaches the very limits of human endurance. My whip is not only a way to punish or to teach, but also a way to forge the mind and the spirit of a slave, so that he becomes more submissive and ready to serve. In this special night, everything has been set: several black candles have been lit, and the body of the selected slave has been positioned in the midlle, bound with big chains, so that he can't move. Finally, the ritual can begin and the slave will immedia... Show more