While the slave waits kneeling with his head down, my friend and I decided to play with his perception by testing his ability to recognize us only through the blows we will inflict, orienting himself only through the intensity of the pain he will feel. My friend raises her cane first and behold, a sharp blow resounds in the room, the flesh shudders under the same impact. He hesitates, he doesn't understand, he is too focused on holding back the pain but he still has to give an answer! Then another blow hits his ass with double the fury as before. He grinds his teeth trying to concentrate. Getting it wrong this time would mean another atrocious torment worse than the previous one. He doesn't know how to answer, he doesn't understand. The silence becomes heavy as he gets his hypothesis wrong. Another blow, then another. Each mistake becomes an atrocious sentence difficult to bear and while deep furrows tear his flesh his mind begins to weaken and his strength fails. Another blow splits the air. He still makes mistakes, too many mistakes, too often! Our patience begins to run out and this means that the game is no longer a game, now we enter the punishment phase. A barrage of blows falls without any mercy, each blow leaves a purple streak that marks the prelude of what is to come... How long will all this last? We don't know!! Now it's a moment of pure sadism... PS : If you want to book a video request contact me...