The allure of owning a helpless slave is undeniable. With his arms raised above his head, he stands before me in the center of the room, immobile. Just as I desire. I strike his bare bottom with a cane, again and again. His cries of pain fill the air, providing me not only with pleasure but also with motivation to continue my assault. I train him further with a leather flogger, but even that is not sufficient. I reach for a bullwhip and continue to whip him until he can take no more!