Today's toy is strung up on the St. Andrew's cross, ready to get whipped and tormented to my pleasure. I want to see how much he can take for me, and I start him off with a flogger, giving him a thorough warm-up. His skin grows redder and redder, and then it's time for the cat o' nine tail. It rips at his back until he breaks down sobbing and crying, and I command him to take more for me in service to me. He does so willingly, crying and whimpering throughout. Good boy. This is a real scene with real tears.