I am in my company office with my secretary Maya to continue her training as a Mistress in another chapter of the Femdom school saga. There is a naked slave hanging by his wrists today with us. He offers us his white back, too white for our tastes and we promise to color it well. I escort Maya to my arsenal of whips so that she can choose her favorite one: we both opt for a nine-tailed one and we immediately arrange ourselves on the sides of the slave. We hit him repeatedly, alternating one whiplash each and his back turns red quickly to the point that we also start hitting the buttocks for homogeneity Five strong lashes each and then we change whips and move on to something heavier. We continue to strike until, satisfied, we let the slave kiss the whips that punished him.
