My friend Selly and I examine this slave’s tattooed, dark backside and agree that it will be challenging to leave our mark on it. We equip ourselves with whips and spanking pads, preparing to strike the slave’s bottom, who is currently confined in a pillory. He screams and writhes, but we have only just begun. He’s already begging for mercy… but we’re just getting started. He can’t give up now. Let’s try changing his position and moving him from the pillory to the X-cross. We start striking again, but it seems he has no endurance, shaking like a worm… We try using our smallest pads, but he even complains about those. It’s shameful and unacceptable: he asked for a spanking session, but it appears he’s better off receiving a good ass-fucking!