After my training session, my slut greeted me as ordered, wearing his new fancy dress and shoes. After such a long time, he first gets a little caress with the flogger. The sight of him standing before me in his new outfit is both impressive and arousing. The dress accentuates his figure, and the shoes give him an elegant posture. But the real pleasure begins when I take the flogger in my hand. Every stroke of the flogger on his skin makes him moan with pain and pleasure, and his eyes are wide open with excitement and shame. The mix of elegance and pain is thrilling, and he knows he’s completely at my mercy. It’s a moment of total control, where I dictate the intensity and rhythm of the strokes and push him to his limits.