Mr. Butler made some poor decisions and they've come back to haunt him. He got mixed up with my employers, an unsavory crew, and now they think he stole some money from them. I've been brought in as the enforcer to make him talk. Little do they know that I stole the loot myself…and now I'm gonna to take this golden opportunity to throw myself a little going away party. I’ll be using his sweet ass as beefcake for my own sadistic pleasures. Listen to him moan and whimper for me as I whip his erect dick and nipples unmercifully with my nasty little purse whip, then watch him thrash as I use the heavy metal end to hammer away at his balls. Then the clothespins come out and oh boy, it's like playing a sadistic musical instrument as I strum the line of them fastened down his sensitive cock. My torment of this helpless hostage continues as I flip him over and begin beating on his backside. I start with my wicked oiled leather flogger, whipping his shoulders and ass until I'm satisfied with their lovely red glow. Then I move on to practicing with an evil bamboo cane. Much like the ones I imagine I might be using on the local boys in whatever faraway jungle country I escape to after my impromptu whipping party is done. Mr. Butler jumped and yelped so nicely when I hit him with that cane but I bet he's gonna squeal even better when he gets a load of what's coming next! *evilsmile*