I have this slave for a long time, and over the time, he has felt the bite of My whips many times. My red kangaroo leather snake whip is responsible for quite a large part of the pain he received from Me lately.
First I have him kiss My hand and the whip that will bring him pain, as a sign of his submission, then My boots, as an reminder of My superiority. he is just a piece of meat for My whip, a tool for My pleasure. I order him to lie down, like a filthy worm; he is not worthy of standing up in front of Me. He knows what will follow, and he tries to crawl away a little, to escape the pain, but he can’t avoid the unavoidable. My whip swings around and its tip lands of his skin with a loud crack, making him scream and wince from pain. He crawls like a worm under My whip.
After a while I stop, and have him kiss My boots again. He knows I am his Mistress, his Goddess, his Everything, and he is nothing more than a worm under My boots.