He awaits our arrival on his knees, naked and donning a chastity cage. As Gea Domina, Cleo Domina, and I enter, he prostrates himself at our feet, eagerly kissing our shoes in greeting. We waste no time on formalities and swiftly secure him to the X-cross, his back facing us. A few playful slaps give way to whips, paddles, rods, and various implements, their impact gradually reddening his skin. Our fingers trace the heated skin, eliciting waves of pleasure as the crimson hue deepens. To culminate our session, he must count aloud ten strokes from each of us, graciously expressing gratitude after each impact.