My slave waits in my chamber for the arrival of the mistress! Escape is not possible anyway, because I put him in chains and hung on a pulley on the ceiling. For my taste, this position is still too comfortable for the slave. I pull on the chain for a moment, then only the tiptoe of the slave touches the ground. I attach two clips to the nipples of my property. He groans in pain, how ridiculous! I open to him that this was the moment of the least suffering he is allowed to endure for me ***ay. After all, I have far worse things to do with my property and, as always, I will be right! I whip the first whip and let it dance over the slave's naked body. The first marks on his previously virgin skin are already apparent. With my various whips I will create ***ay a work of art of sadism and pain. My brush is the whip and my canvas is