The time has come for your punishment, you do not obey well, so you must suffer. Tied hands, between two trees, totally helpless, and under my control, I begin to whip your skin to mark it. I want you to writhe in pain, for what I'm going to like, and you'll get forgiveness. Yes, I see how you lose your balance, my whip beats you, it excites me a lot. It will not do you any good to ask for mercy, I am ruthless, or if you prefer, ask for it! Hahaha, I will continue with your torment and I will also laugh at you. Next time, I demand, clean and polish my boots!, you will, I'm sure. Your body, now marked, sore and shattered, that will remind you once again that Mistress Johanna, does with you what she wants, slave!
