What does a chipmunk have in common with a slave? Right, the stripes. More specifically, in this case, rather, the welts that I whipped on the skin of my victim with the riding crop. My merciless hand creates beautiful deep red lines and patterns on his stomach, back and legs. I cannot say whether the resulting overall picture has some artistic value but that is not the decisive factor in this case either. The really important thing is that it was painful for my slave.
