Shackled to the cage he just came out of, I have access to his fresh, clean back. A fine canvas for my sadism, a fine offering for his cruel, rubber mistress. The blows begin, tempered at first, just teasing the sting that will soon follow with butterfly kisses that soon morph into nips and then bites of the whip.

Swaying seductively, my rhythmic movements lull my subject into subspace. Catharsis is just around the corner. Of course, his tears will not hinder my plans to break him further. To the spanking bench with him!

Shackled to the cage he just came out of, I have access to his fresh, clean back. A fine canvas for my sadism, a fine offering for his cruel, rubber mistress. The blows begin, tempered at first, just teasing the sting that will soon follow with butterfly kisses that soon morph into nips and then bites of the whip.

Swaying seductively, my rhythmic movements lull my subject into subspace. Catharsis is just around the corner. Of course, his tears will not hinder my plans to break him further. To the spanking bench with him!