The silence of the room is broken by the sound of chains, as he thrashes chained to the metal structure in the center of the room. His arms stretched upwards, wrists tightly locked and his white skin oozing with terror seem to be a perfect canvas for my punishment. I walk slowly around him letting my heels mark the rhythm of his agony. He perfectly knows that he made a mistake but has no idea how merciless today's punishment will be. I let my long leather whip slide along the floor, it is time to load the first blow that very soon will tear his flesh marking the start time of his torment. A red furrow immediately opens, the hard leather has carved his flesh with merciless precision. It is only the beginning, I am just warming up my arm. I immediately load the second blow, this time on his side that immediately swells and a purple bruise appears underneath. A scream of deep suffering fills the room... music to my ears... this worm has only received a preview of what awaits him. Today my whip knows no mercy... I continue again, again and again. Then I stop, I observe him, his body is now exhausted, swollen, completely devastated. I get even closer with an introspective way... it is not the end yet... the atrocious torure must go on... PS : If you want to book a video request contact me..