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Here is your opportunity to crawl inside my private chambers where I indulge my personal fetishes and use slave-bois for my amusement. I don’t use scripts or paid models. The slaves in my videos actually belong to me and the scenes are actually activities that I enjoy in my personal life.- Exclusive Original Content
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Whip Teased
Buy membershipThis whore thought it was going to spend its evening on its knees lapping at my boot soles and sucking the dirt from my heels. Well, I may have said something to that effect, but I felt like whipping its ass and back instead. I love changing my mind anyway because it fucks with theirs to no end. I’m sure it thought it would be using that boot mop I keep in its mouth when I was done. Nope. I just decided to let it hand there until I was ready to whip it some more!
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Whiny Whipping Boi
Buy membershipThis pig should be thanking me for whatever attention I pay to it, but instead it’s whining every time my leather braided cat whacks its flesh. It doesn’t hurt that bad, does it? It should be moaning in ecstasy and begging me for more pain. I guess it’ll just have to stand there and take it until it learns to crave it!
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Whipped Limp
Buy membershipBy the time I'm finished with this pig, it doesn't know what to do, think or say. Not that really needs to do anything but submit to my whims. Watch it wiggle when I brush my long nails along it's flesh and yelp like a little crybaby when I smack its ass with my whip. Wouldn't you know — that little worm between its legs got hard when I tickled it, but went limp when I got serious with my whip. So easy to control those little things.
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Kiss My Boots Whippingboi
Buy membershipIf this slithering slug has any hope of getting it's filthy lips on my boot leather, it's going to suffer as much of my whip as I desire. That should be reward enough, shouldn't it? It's grateful for whatever attention I give it, not that it deserves any of my attention. I just happen to like beating slimy male slugs on the floor until they screech like the little bitch worms they really are. This one got to kiss each boot toe once. I guess I was feeling generous. It's not like it was scarred for life… yet anyway.
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Whipped Floor Licker
Buy membershipI must have stowed it away in the cage before I left for the day, or perhaps the night before — I don't really remember. However, I do remember giving it specific instructions to lick my ash off the floor, but there was still was ash on my floor! It must be doing these things on purpose as I'm sure it's beginning to crave the pain I give it. Those little games don't work with me. Such silly little brains men have. Bending it over the cage and working out my cat-o-nine tails on its flesh is really just the beginning and mostly for my enjoyment. Perhaps a week cramped up in those small steel bars will make it reflect on doing a good job with my floors from now on!
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You Need To Wear My Marks
Buy membershipA Lady's property should always be marked as such. I think single tail whip welts are the best method for imprinting my ownership of human chattel. Sure the bright red stripes fade away in a few days, but that just means they need to be re-marked and that's the part I enjoy the most. It's also much better for stamping my total control on their little brains. With constant reinforcement the physical markings become a permanent mental emblem of my complete ownership of them.
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Scared Of My Whip
Buy membershipI always find it so amusing how easy it is to make a grown man whimper like a little scolded puppy. The click of my boot heels, the raking of my nails down its exposed flesh, my single tail whip flying through the air and cracking oh so close to it's quivering mass. That last one does it every time. The slave knows what's coming next, of course. I will further amuse myself by making it endure a sound whipping until I'm satisfied with the red welts left behind. It's back and ass are mine to abuse. When I'm finished, I might even allow it to kiss my boots and thank me for its punishment, or I might not.
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Beg For My Whip
Buy membershipThe 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.
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Hooked & Whipped
Buy membershipI felt like relaxing with a little target practice so I wrapped my little fleshy slut to the cross for the evening. I can't have my bullseye squirming about all over the place ruining my concentration. A thick balled anal hook shoved deep inside its hole and rope tethered to its collar made for nice decoration. Each time my thin single tail whip stung its exposed ass the hook would jerk its innards serving as a reminder of its owned status. Eventually I was pleased with the crimson criss-cross artwork my whip left behind, but next time it'll be much more severe. Just because I want it to be so!
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Whipped Bitch
Buy membershipI know it hurts, bitch… it's supposed to! If it didn't hurt so much I wouldn't get any pleasure. And it is all about my pleasure, right? This slut is making some progress in its training. It's easy to beat on a true masochist, not that I don't enjoy that as well, but turning a slut that loathes pain into a total pain slut is so much more enjoyable. I intend to work on this one until it squirms at my boot heels begging me to cane, whip, paddle and crop its flesh raw. It could take a while and require long sessions of pure pain, but getting there is half the fun. At least it make me smile when it suffers.