A novice, trembling with anticipation, enters the dimly lit dungeon. Master Berthamorin, with a confident smirk, begins their sadomasochism training. He traces the leather whip across the novice's bare back, the cool leather sending shivers down their spine. The first lash echoes through the room, a sharp sting followed by a warm, tingling pleasure. The novice gasps, arching their back, as Master Berthamorin guides them through the dance of pain and pleasure.