My slave girl, slave Mila, awaits Me. I have her in position for Me to whip her; sat in her panties, her pierced nipples exposed and her hands chained up. I, by contrast, stride into the dungeon wearing high-heeled, thigh high black boots, offsetting My fiery orange lingerie. As I crack My whip My slave girl smiles nervously, demurely; she knows that I intend to wield My whip on her. I wrap the whip around My slave girl’s neck, and I whisper to her “I want you to take this for Me. I want you to suffer for My pleasure.”
My slave girl declares herself both ready and willing to suffer for Me, in order to please Me. As I stroke her fair skin I muse over how far I can push her and how deeply I will soon be challenging My sub. My girl tenses and relaxes as I toy with her body, her muscles tauten as I play and she becomes serious as I move away to select a suitable range from which to begin whipping her.
I begin slowly, having My slave girl feel the strength of My whip lashing her back. My sub closes her eyes in fearful anticipation, and she receives the next set of lashes with her mouth open, sighing at the shock of each impact and the subsequent painful pleasure that she feels. I add strike after strike, covering her back, watching her wriggle and writhe in response to each impact. My strikes echo around the dungeon, overpowering the sound of My sub’s deep breaths.
As I continue to work, My girl cries out and strains against the bonds around her wrists. My slave pulls the chains taut, her bottom rises from the whipping bench, and she learns to accommodate the burn that I am building into red lines across her creamy skin. I inspect her back and I am pleased with the start that I have made “Ah, delicious!” This slave, admitting that her back is already “stinging” is definitely seeking to please Me through her submission!
After more lashes I reinforce My orders “You can, and You will, take this for Me!” Once more My slave girl assents and I can feel My good girl’s resolve heightening as tries to reach up towards My exacting standards. Now she takes several firm contacts, My whip snaking out to and across her skin. This time My girl barely moves, I have her focused on serving Me fully! I continue adding severe lashes and My girl never fails to offer Me her back. Even though she whines and whimpers, My slave remains in position, dedicated to giving Me the pleasure that I seek.
I feel the heat of her whipped back and My girl describes the lashes as “kisses, of sorts” as she smiles under My guidance and control. Now I stretch her, with fiercer lashes that have her breasts jiggle at each impact as My power leaves My slave girl recoiling rigidly. “Now the squirming comes!” I observe, warming to My training of this slave. As she reassumes the position that I require, I keep the pressure up, landing repeated blows as she strains under the barrage, wincing beautifully for Me.
Once more I check the welts that I have caused, they rise beautifully in diagonal lines across My slave’s skin, My property. I allow her a moment to breath and accept these latest marks of honour “Letting them bite, letting them burn!” With such careful training, I build the torment higher than would otherwise be feasible. My slave’s thoughts are centred on Me, My actions and how she can best please Me.
While I am impressed with how sensitive My slave girl has become under inspection, to every touch of My fingers, I am determined to take more from her. My slave girl travels with Me until a smarting lash leaves her panting for air and twisted out of shape. I let her suffer; I let her feel her servitude and utter, willing surrender to Me. Then I add to it, using up her reserves, as My slave girl grips the chains tightly and receives each impact with a cry “Such a delicious sight!”
I add a final six, hard, lashes. My girl’s face shows the intensity under which she is serving. I finish with a flourish, a final stroke, before I lay the whip aside and My sub thanks Me. My slave girl has felt My whip on her flesh for My satisfaction. I leave satisfied, while My girl is left to rest in chains.
