Dressed in black, high leather boots, I sit on the throne like a true queen while the naked slave begins to sigh tied to the cross: he has not yet tasted my whip and is already trembling. I get up and start hitting him with the many tails of my whip, despite his tan the redness of the skin becomes visibile and it?s getting hotter. I take very short breaks but only to sink my nails into his flesh and feel the warmth of his inflamed skin. I scratch him like a cat and then start hitting him again until he begs for mercy. I allow him to count the last 5 blows but they will be with the sharp snake whip. In the end I show mercy, untie him and let him fall to the ground to kiss my boots.

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