Together with my friend Andreia, we prepare to engage with two naked slaves, hanging limply from the ceiling. We blindfold them, denying them the privilege of gazing upon us as we take control and subject them to humiliation. Only slaps, swift and hard, are in order today. We each claim a slave and begin to rain blows upon their faces, increasing the pace and intensity with each strike. After a time, we exchange slaves, each wanting to test the other’s endurance. They prove resilient, even seeming to take pleasure in the pain. We ensure their skin and our hands are suitably marked by the encounter, leaving them awaiting the next session.