The Master's hands, strong and calloused, close around the slut's engorged nipples. He squeezes, eliciting a cry from her lips, her body arching like a bow. The whip flicks out, lashing her tender flesh, leaving angry red welts. Yet, she's hungry for more, her pussy dripping with need. He pinches and twists her nipples, punishing her for her lust, yet she revels in the pain, her body yearning for the Master's touch.