This slave has a soft skin, white and without marks, and that is a provocation for us. Of course, just seeing it, our minds began to plot multiple perversions, and we put them into practice. Tied by the ankles and wrists, that poor unhappy intuited that he was going to suffer, and we felt the excitement of tormenting a new prey. We decided to start Mrs. Heather, and her whip began to click on the servant's ass and back. His screams reflected the pain he felt, his cold body suddenly began to warm whiplash after whiplash. It didn't take long for me to take over, I was eager to impose a harsh ...

This slave has a soft skin, white and without marks, and that is a provocation for us. Of course, just seeing it, our minds began to plot multiple perversions, and we put them into practice. Tied by the ankles and wrists, that poor unhappy intuited that he was going to suffer, and we felt the excitement of tormenting a new prey. We decided to start Mrs. Heather, and her whip began to click on the servant's ass and back. His screams reflected the pain he felt, his cold body suddenly began to warm whiplash after whiplash. It didn't take long for me to take over, I was eager to impose a harsh corrective on that slave, I need to give free rein to my sadism, and every movement of my arm felt more like increasing the intensity of the punishment. A picture is worth a thousand words, so you will have to see the clip, but I will tell you that both Mistress Heather and I were very satisfied at the end, seeing how her white skin was nothing, now there were only bruises, marks and shattered skin.