My daughter needs to practice with the whip, the slave is always there prostrate on the floor, waiting to please our desires, he feels every step of us when we enter the room, every step with the heels sounds like glory for him, we are merciless, cruel and we do not contemplate mercy with any slave. our fun is to whip and make fun of his miserable life, let him go crazy to kiss and adore our boots, licking our soles is the only contemplation we will ever have.