The way it yelps and cries out from within its leather hood I bet that super thin tip cracking against its bare flesh must really hurt! But I like it when it really hurts! What’s the use of whipping my toys otherwise? Yet it still begs me for more of the whip upon my command. Good bois learn to do what they’re told whether or not they like it. Suffering for my amusement should be the only reward a well trained slave needs really. At least this bitch lasted long enough for my whip to draw a little from its back flesh. For that it gets to thank me by kissing my gorgeous leopard heels.