I have my slave tightly bound on the cross. He is going to experience a painful bullwhipping. I'm not in a very good mood, how unfortunate for him. I begin with some light strokes to get my perfect range. I want to make sure he feels that stinging sensation as the tip of my whip strikes his flesh. I slowly increase the power of my lashes, It's inevitable that my slave will begin to buckle as he cries out in pain. I continue to move from side to side to create a even pattern on his back. What a lucky slave he is to bear my marks. It can be so artistic to watch as each line appears and turns into the purple autograph of Mistress Gaia...
