The lashing of my slaves, besides being a way to mark my belongings, is one of my greatest pleasures. Not only the moment of physical punishment, but the uncertainty that the slave feels, when he hears the whip near him, not knowing if the next blow will be on his skin. And this useless and despicable insect, will be my victim, will know what it is to feel helpless and exposed to my will. Tied, and offered to your Lady. I will alternate the blows to the wind, with those who will leave their skin marked. Your mind will be trained by the suffering that you will experience, you are a to me, no... Show more