As mentioned earlier, this worthless fat cunt arrived so late that I couldnât use him for the scene I had planned. I was furious with him (as you can see from the kicking and trampled scene). Earlier in the day I found an unopened packet of sparklers in the club that had been left behind. So I tied fatty up to the pole, and decided to light him up! I lit my first sparkler and began to burn him with it all over. THE SLAVE WENT INSANE BEGGING ME TO STOP! He was screaming, pleading with me to let him go. NO CHANCE FATTY! Youâre here now, and youâre going nowhere. I held the burning sparklers right over his nipples as he screamed that he couldnât take it! The sparkler ran out, but I had more in the packet. So I used them all on him, burning him for being so late. I decided to leave him tied to the pole for 5 minutes so that I could calm down with a cigarette outside. When I came back into the room, he was quiet and apologetic. I told him that his apologies meant nothing to me, and that I wanted to take my anger out on him, and that the quickest way for him to be freeâd was to shut his stupid mouth, and to take the beating that I was going to inflict. His feet were beautifully exposed and firmly tied to the pole, so I decided to thrash them with my dressage whip. I went utterly mental thrashing his feet with all of my might until I felt my anger satisfied that the fat prick had been punished enough. I guarantee he wonât be late next time!