Mistress Gaia – Superior Lashes Anguish

Today Im going to train my bitch of a slave in the art of discipline. He cant seem to understand some of the basic instructions that I give him. Of course, I dont usually have to resort to such measures as my favourite bullwhip. However, hes been so disappointing recently I think extreme measures are required. I have him on his mitts and knees on the floor. Hes also very tightly bount to a metal framework. Its unique design keeps his arms and gams apart with spreader bars. While his neck fits tightly in the neck lump. He cant budge or escape, and his back is downright exposed to the severity of my lashes. I also put a taut bridle bit in his mouth and fasten the reigns. That will shut him up while I whip him. I make myself convenient on the bench, as the height gives me a little more leverage as I crack my whip of his back. He doesnt take long to squeal, and it gets me fairly excited. However, Im not interested in his muffled attempts at getting me to stop, and I whip him tighter and stiffer. Time to get a little closer, so I come off the bench and give him a few tugs on his bridle, making the bit harshly grip the side of his mouth. I so loving watching my bitch drool for me. I order him to count the remainder of his strokes, as he bears my superior lashes to receive the autograph of Mistress .