THE PRISONERS: CRUEL WHIPPING
I call My pain slave S into My presence from his cell and I have him stand, naked, whilst I inspect his body. I am pleased with My punishing play from earlier in the day “…your backside is nicely punished!” Now I am ready to whip the slave’s back “…this delicious flesh…” and My sub is more than willing for Me to continue his well-deserved punishments. I run My red nails over the slave’s back; since I am wearing My beautiful high-heeled boots, all of the slave’s body is well within the reach of My sharp nails.
My slave thanks Me just as I warn him that I will not warm him up. I do however scratch his skin, ensuring that the slave feels Me gouging into his skin “…carving My nails into your back…!” I intend to be harsh and unrelenting today, and therefore I fetch My whip and begin to enjoy fulfilling My promises. I begin with a few harsh strikes to the slave’s back, building rapidly whilst the slave moans and gasps with every single impact.
Lash after lash causing My slave to suffer, this is the life! “Take them, thank Me!” I order and My slave does, thanking Me multiple times. I enjoy such appreciation, since My harder, more frequent lashes are now raining down on the thankful sub who remembers his place amidst his suffering - I have trained this slave well. My boy tenses as I cover his entire back and his ass begins to feel the lash uncomfortably close once more.
I inspect My slave and his skin is reddening, where My attentions have smacked hard into his body. Whatever shade My boy reaches will look suitably brutalised against My tight black body suit. I swap whips and introduce a harsher instrument with which to torment My boy. The strikes hurt My boy and, as he cries out, he loses his poise. I impose My will instantly “Head forwards! Breathe…” keeping My slave disciplined and available for My pleasure.
I continue, leading My slave into deeper, more painful waters. I use both whips, lashing simultaneously and then selecting them individually. Then I add harder strikes that test My sub’s endurance and leave him marked. My slave’s suffering has brought Me pleasure through the pain that he has taken. I send him back to his cell until I am ready to repeat and increase the application of My lashes.