Today, I am eager to explore a time-honored tradition with Spanish origins. My slave lies before me, naked, bound to the bed, and with his feet prominently displayed. I hold in my hands two firm rods and two canes, and I begin to strike his soles. I start with gentle strokes, alternating between blows and a delicate tickle with my long nails tracing his sensitive skin. Gradually, I increase the tempo and force of my lashes, causing the slave to writhe and scream in discomfort. He pleads for a brief reprieve, and after a mere ten seconds, I oblige. However, the break is short-lived, and I resume my assault with renewed vigor. One of the rods snaps, but I remain undeterred, continuing to strike until my slave, defeated, lowers his feet in surrender.