This slave fails to grasp his role, mistakenly believing he can respond to us or even touch us with his impure hands. It’s time to teach him a lesson. Together with my friend Samantha, we secure him face-first to the wall, his limbs spread out on the X-cross. We begin to whip him mercilessly, showing no mercy. Despite his attempts to appear unfazed and his refusal to beg for mercy, his reactions only spur us on. We strike him harder and harder, turning his back a bright red. Finally, he can no longer endure the pain and begs for mercy, just like the rest of them.