You will learn – slave – to love my whip. As you succumb to the sting of its licks, you will learn to worship me, idolize me, obey me, love me!, as your goddess. Without me you are nothing but a vessel of desire. By my whip hand and the discipline that it wields, I give you purpose. I breathe into you my want, my will, and with every slash I lay upon your open back I make you mine. I give you reason to serve. Surrender to me now slave! Does that hurt? I never said it was going to be easy. The pain of my heavy leather whip, is good for you slave. Do you feel the sting? It stimulates your memory. Your punishment makes you remember your want for me, your submission, and the understanding of the wreck I can wield upon your body. Love me slave. Love my whip. Love your goddess.