Shackled slave meat - Exactly how Mistress Tess and I like our subjects presented. Bound up by his wrists and made to embrace every single lashing from Mistress Tess's whip, threatening to slice through his tender, aged skin with every jolt of her wrist. Mistress Diana, easing the sting of his wounds with the harsh thud of a different array of floggers - from thin strands of tough rubber to, thick heavy leather lashings. He endures it for Us.