Even with the slave bound to the cross, he taunts me with a smirk. I cannot tolerate such insubordination! I intend to wipe that grin off his face! He will beg for mercy once my lesson is through!
I punish his cheeks with stinging slaps, my hands adorned with leather gloves. I refuse to make direct contact with his wretched flesh.
Occasionally, I grant him a reprieve, allowing him to savor the gentle caresses of my sadism and the scent of leather.
The clip concludes with his heartfelt apologies and my enigmatic smile.