Dressed head to toe in latex and looking every bit the dominatrix, I put my sl*ve to my whip in this deliciously sadistic scene from a recent real time session.

I have my sl*ve tethered above his head, hooded and bound. C*mpletely at my mercy. His punishment today will see him thrashed with 3 of my favourite whips. Each will mark his body beautifully, he is to be branded as my property.

I begin by teasing my favourite dragon t*il whip across his skin, warming him up, tenderising his flesh. I have barely begun when marks start to appear across his back, this is nothing in comparison to the welts that will be left when I am done. My sl*ve's s*ffering brings about my amusement as I take great pleasure in his predicament. Evil red stripes adorn his pale flesh, perfect imprints of slice of leather from this cruel implement.

Once satisfied with his warm up, and having tested his restraints to ensure no escape, I choose my next implement: a 4ft signal whip. This beautifully cruel whip cr*cks deliciously; it is my most used whip and I sure know how to throw it. I begin flicking the t*il across my sl*ves now red and sensitive skin, his cries increase with the pace of my strokes. His screams peak as my whip strikes rain down onto his back, the relentless cr*cking of momentum reaching the tip upon impact is deafening. Marks of destruction appear as bright red slashes and beautiful deep red welts.

I circle him. The sound of my heels torturous, he knows there is more to come. I cr*ck the whip again. Thrashing his skin; the restraints are the only thing keeping him from crumpling to the floor. I order him to maintain his position. The p*in evident in his moans, I don’t care. My sl*ve remembers his manners and thanks me before telling me his lashings are b*rning and stinging. This pleases me, his s*ffering pleases me.

I cr*ck the whip against the floor, his anticipation palpable.

My sl*ve meat's final thrashing will be from the smallest whip in my collection. A mere 3ft signal whip; though it small, it sure is mighty. I mercilessly punish his back with incredible vigour, he is going to take each and every single lashing until I am fully satisfied. His p*in equals my pleasure. I relentlessly deliver the bl*ws trough his cries and pleas. After all, a sl*ves place is to s*ffer.

A SL*VES PLACE IS TO S*FFER

A SLVES PLACE IS TO SFFER