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Susan was woken early by all the commotion … well, it was early for her although most of her slaves had already been toiling for at least four hours in the boiling hot Caribbean sun. She ambled over to the balcony to see if she could find out what was going on; unlike most of the plantations on the island, the land close to the house had been turned over to crop growing rather than ornamental gardens which was the custom. As far as Susan was concerned, it was pointless having plants and flowers on land that could be properly and better used to grow things to make her richer (if that were indeed possible!), and also she liked to be able to watch her slaves working under heavy whipping & sweating while she sipped a cool drink or just enjoyed the weather or whatever.
There was no clue as to what was going on, so she walked over to where one of her bedroom slaves was asleep on the floor, taking advantage of a rare opportunity herself to get some rest from her Mistress’s non-stop demands. Susan kicked the girl as hard as she could: ‘Get up you lazy bitch and put the slipper on my feet then find out what’s going on.’ The poor girl hurried fetching soft leather slippers from side of bed & put them on mistress feet then left room as quickly as she could, eager not to aggravate her Mistress any further … not that she needed much aggravation in order to punish some poor slave. The girl was back within seconds explaining that two slaves had run off during the night. ‘Tell Francois to prepare the horses and a team of riders …. I’m going to find those bastards and make them wish they’d never been born. Tell my dressers to get in here quick.’
Susan’s team of dressers were quickly in attendance obeying their mistress’s instructions to bring her a selection of riding outfits for her to choose from. Susan had never dressed herself in her life having been attended to by slaves all her life, firstly when she lived on her father’s plantation and again now that lived on her husband’s plantation. She probably did know how to tie a knot or fasten a button, but she had never had to do either; undressing was also never a problem as there were always plenty of men who would volunteer to do it given half a chance. She chose an out fit comprising tight black jodhpurs tucked into her shiny leather high heel riding boots, and a tight black shirt that showed off her ample curves. Black leather gloves, masses of jewellery and a crop dangling from her right wrist completed the ensemble. Although she was in a hurry, she couldn’t waste any opportunity to gaze and admire herself in the mirror. ‘I think I’m getting more beautiful as I get older,’ she thought to herself … she was right, of course, her luxuriant blond hair set off the sheer beauty of her face which in turn was set off by her figure which was almost in perfect proportion, given that her breasts were slightly too large for her shape, boosted by her narrow waist that was usually encased in the tightest of corsets. As well as the overlarge bosom, which she was, of course, very pleased about, she also had a slightly down-turned mouth which gave her a look of perpetual disdain, arrogance and cruelty … which was just as well as she was, in fact, continually disdainful, arrogant and cruel …. ‘How perfect’ she always thought!
The team of men and horses were ready for her when she got downstairs; she appreciated the admiring glances from all the men, some of whom she had fucked when it had suited her. She knew her arse sitting astride the horse looked magnificent in the tight jodhpurs, and the tight black shirt, discreetly unbuttoned to show a hint of cleavage, accentuated the swell of her bosom. One slave immediatly got on all four in front of her horse she used him as step to mount horse digging heels of her boots on his bareback make him squirm in pain ‘We’ll head straight for the slave village’ she shouted, ‘… I think some one there might help us’, she laughed, knowing full well how they might be able to ‘help’ her. Once in the village the men got every one out from their huts to gather in the centre while Susan stood there cracking her whip in the air and starting to get very excited by about what was to happen. She let the terrified villagers get a good look at her cracking the whip … just the noise was frightening enough. ‘Some one knows where those two fuckers are, and I want them to tell me now!’ she shrieked at the top of her voice. No one stirred or moved despite the terrifying sight of Susan cracking her whip in their midst. After a while she turned to François and simply mouthed the word ‘four’ to him. Immediately four males slaves were grabbed, spread-eagles face down on the ground, and had their hands and feet fixed with brackets so they couldn’t move; then each slave had his shirt torn off his back which was now ready to be whipped. Susan walked slowly over to the first man, and stood over him with her legs apart and her left hand resting on her hip. She let the end of the whip dangle on the man’s back and then … in a flash, she had struck him 4 or 5 times quickly in succession. The speed and ferocity of the strikes shocked every one, even those amongst them who had witnessed Susan’s whippings many, many times before.
In no time at all the man’s back was ripped to shreds, but still no one said anything; delighted at this, Susan now turned her attentions to the next slave who received the same treatment, but this time with one of Susan’s long, but flexible canes. The third slave received lashings from Susan’s crop plus the long switch which was more usually used by the driver of the carriage and horses. None of the villagers had moved or stirred as Susan made her way to the fourth man when an old lady ran up to Susan and fell at her feet & grabed susans boots in her arms: Please, please,no, Mistress Susan, that is my young grandson, please don’t hurt him, please, please.’ Susan merely looked down at the woman with utter contempt and arrogance, not a shred of pity in her beautiful face. She raised the crop over the boy: ‘They’re in the cave by the beach’, the woman cried, causing consternation amongst the villagers at this betrayal of their agreement not to tell under any circumstances.’ ‘ …they’re going to wait there till nightfall, and then run,’ the woman continued. ‘Good,’ said Susan, still not taking her eyes off the back of the fourth slave, ‘… we’ll go and find them as soon as I’ve given this fucker his due dose of punishment for not speaking up for himself.’ Despite the howls and protests from the old lady, Susan tore into the young man with even greater relish and gusto than before, leaving his back a mass of ripped skin and blood. ‘Let this be a reminder to you fuckers that no one escapes from the plantation. What I will do to those boys when we get them will make what I’ve done to these four look like a picnic … those boys will receive punishment which you could not even dream about … remember that!’
And with a smile, she mounted her horse and led the men away.
The horses galloped at full speed to the beach where the two runaways were hiding; they must have heard the approaching horses as Susan just saw them leaving their hiding-place and heading back inland. Susan kicked her horse into a full gallop: ‘There they are … head them off, but take them alive … and no one is to harm them, understand?’ Every one understood perfectly … if there was any ‘harming’ to be done , then Susan would be doing it herself!
It didn’t take long to catch the men … they were quickly tied up and made to kneel in front of Susan. She trotted her horse round the men, a look of evil pleasure and excitement all over her beautiful face. ‘I want you boys to imagine the worst possible pain in the world, OK … now I want you to double it, treble it …’ she spoke softly, then in a loud voice with her nostrils flaring ‘ Not even that can describe how much I’m going to hurt you two fuckers … no one ever is going to suffer like you two are … no one … ever!’ she turned away from them,’ Come on, let’s get them back to the end of their journey!’
When they got back to the plantation, she ordered the slaves to be taken to the punishment area while she went to change into one of her punishment outfits. On her way to get changed, looked at her gloved hand So far today this hand has whipped four slaves to possible death, soon it’s going to torture the cock and balls of two more slaves, then it’s going to whip them, crop them, cane them again and again and again,
Her dressing slaves had prepared a selection of punishment outfits for her to choose from. Only recently she had instructed her slaves to make her some really tight trousers out of the denim … little did she know that in years to come women all over the world would be wearing these ‘jeans’, particularly tight ones, to emphasise their figures. To go with the tight blue jeans she chose a silky white shirt with billowy sleeves … she loved the combination of the aggressive looking jeans and the very feminine silk shirt. The jeans were tucked into white leather boots which had very high heels on them, pushed her breasts and arse out beautifully, and gave her a huge sense of power as she walked in them.
Then she ordered "get my rickshaw ready" as the punishment area was around 5 miles away from her mansion to carry her there she choose her plush rickshaw hand pulled by a slave yoked to the front two arms of it which has comfortable leather seat where mistress susan sits comfortably on top is a large canopy to shield her from sun & rain so she enjoys her rides sipping cool drinks & whipping mercilessly slave pulling it to keep his pace or just her pleasure, then she came out to front her rickshaw was ready she step on back of kneeling slave side of rickshaw diggin pointy heels of her boots slave squirm in pain as she sits comfortably on large leather seat and picked cool drink from tray hold by a slave she looks so relaxed, cool, calm & very beautiful she picked coach whip and lashed pulling slaves back number of time in sucssesion makes slave squirm & moan in pain starts to run barefeet on rough hot gravel with sharp stones hurting badly pulling the plush rickshaw of mistress susan who now smiling sadisticaly contamplating discomforts of pulling slave in contrast to her comforts sipping her cool drink after around 2 miles slave starts to loose his strenth sweating & panting heavily under hot sun his back & shoulders badly bruised by mistress whipping makes him slow down mistress susan shouted "slave run faster i dont have entire day to reach punishment area we are not even reached midway" with that she starts to rain whip on slaves back encourage slave to regain its pace after hours of extremely funfilled comfortable rickshaw ride of mistress susan they are finally at punisment area she was looking fresh, happy & very beautiful sitting comfortably on large leather seat under cool shade of canopy but proved fatal for pulling slave due to overexertion by pulling rickshaw to very long distance on full pace under hot carribian sun & extreme whipping he collapsed on ground & starts flipping as fish out of water which susan finds amusing & enjoyed watching him suffering on ground more then her rickshaw ride show goes on for few minuts & he slowly painfuly died there makes Mistress susan hot & wet as she enjoyed every moment of his painful death.
The two runaways and a few guards were waiting for her in the punishment area ---- this was indoors … there was no point in punishing people outdoors as the screaming and the sound of whip or cane on flesh got lost in the wind. A bare room with lots of echo was what Susan liked. ‘Tug-of-war’, was all she said when she got into the room. The guards knew immediately what this meant … the two naked slaves were made to face each other and were then joined together by a piece of rope which was secured in each case round their balls. ‘Now, you will both walk backwards to see who wins the tug of war. I suggest that you try very hard to win as the loser will get 200 lashes from my new bullwhip which I’m just dying to try. Pull!’ so the poor men, tethered to each other by their balls, had to try to pull the other one over the finishing line … the pain on their balls was excruciating as each one tried so hard to pull the other one over the finishing line in an attempt to avoid the 200 lashes. Susan looked on with ill-disguised glee as the look of pain on each man’s face grew as they continued to pull away from each other; soon, (too soon for Susan’s liking), the pain got too much for one of the men who collapsed in agony. Susan wasted no time in reaching for her bullwhip and starting to lay into the poor wretch: ‘I hope you’re counting,’ she screamed at him, ‘… because I’m certainly not!
The sound of the whip on the man’s flesh echoed round the room, competing with the sound of his screaming. No one was counting, but after about 20 minutes Susan was starting to get tired and had to stop. ‘I’m getting tired’, she said to no one in particular, ‘Francois, you can fuck me while I have a rest … bring the bed over.’ Although this was a punishment room, there was still a bed available for just this purpose. Susan dismissed the other guards once they had wheeled the enormous bed, covered in black silk sheets over to where the slaves were now both hanging by their arms from a beam. Susan unveiled her magnificent body and lay out on the bed. ‘Like what you see, boys?’ she asked the incredulous slaves. ‘Bet you’d like to get your big black cocks up there, wouldn’t you? What about those tits?’ Susan’s hands worked over her body, each movement being accompanied by a little groan or whimper. ‘Oh, oh, can you imagine what it must be like to fondle and caress these tits? Have you fuckers ever seen a body like this? Smooth, soft, strong … and, oh, oh, wet …. how wet am I? Eh?’ Susan laughed as Francois moved on top of her. ‘Make sure you get a good look, boys, …. it’s as near to a good time as you’re ever going to have again!’ Susan laughed as Francois got to work on her … but her eyes never left the faces of the two poor slaves who had never witnessed anything like it in their short lives.
After having sex mistress susan again whipped both slaves for about 15 minuts then cut them loose to fall as heap on floor then removed all their finger nails and break all the fingers one by one painfuly with the help of a plier making both slaves scream in extreme pain then poked their eyes out with pointy heels of her white leather boots & also crushed testicels of both slaves under leather sole of her boots then removed their toung by pulling out with a plier & made their mutiliated body hanged outside for all others to see horrendous torture by mistress susan.
Meanwhile mistress susan was carried back to her mansion sitting comfortably on large leather seat of her rickshaw pulled by another miserable slave sweating & panting under hot sun & merciless whipping of mistress susan while she was smiling thinking about the day sipping cool drink & whipping slaves back how she has tortured & tormented slaves to her liking leaving some of them dead while others half dead.
Message was clear to all her slaves that they all shares the same fate to live & die for mistress susans sadastic & cruel whims there is no escaping from this.
Part 2
Suddenly mistress susan brought back to reality by sudden breaking of her rickshaw which cause spiling of some cool drink on her shirt she noticed that pulling slaved tried to save a kid slave who suddenly came on their way by stopping the speeding rickshaw which made her very angry she shouted " you basterd how dare you stop this rickshaw witout my permission look you ruined my expensive shirt" with that she starts whipping slave & after some good amout of whipping her anger subsided & she noticed that the kid on the ground has some defect in one leg due to some disease so he cant walk normally, she thought something & order pulling slave whose back now was a peice of raw meat bleeding all over to put the kid in luggage compartment on back of rickhaw & continue ride to her mansion.
After some time she was relaxing on a comfortable chair in her beautiful garden enjoying delicious snacks & drinks suddenly a black female slave fell at her feet & grabed her booted feet in her arms & starts to cry for mercy " leave my boots at once you are ruining them with your dirty tears " shouted madam susan picking her crop from table starts to lash groveling slaves back, slave immideatly moved away from mistress susans boots & begged to release her son, mistress susan figured it out that she is mother of the kid she picked earlier on her way back " he has committed a crime must be punished " said susan " but mistress he is just a handicap kid pls have mercy you can punish me instead " cried the slave after some thinking mistress susan said " first of all he is not handicap its just a defect in his limb, ok i will be reasonable he obstructed my rickshaws ride so all he has to do is to carry me to the same place where he commited this crime & then carry me back here in my rickshaw which only be 5 miles in total, so simple oh! one more thing as i like speed he only have 30 minuts one side means one hour in total to finish the task so he better has to keep his pace all the way where i will also help him by encouraging him to run faster with my whipping & if he succsed i will release him or else " with that she order her guards to drag the grovelling slave away by that time kids mother also realised that its no chance to save her son as weak, undernourished, handicaped kid who can't even walk properly can carry the flawless healthy mistress susan who easily weight more then 160 lbs in her heavy rickshaw to 5 miles that too in 1 hour all mistress susan wants is good show of torture & torement for her sadastic & cruel pleasure.
The day of the game madam susan wakes lazily from long comfortable beauty sleep on her luxurios bed around mid noon while all her slaves are working hard restlessly for her luxuries & comforts, she was excited about the cruel game she was going to play later that day after finishing her lavish breakfast she took bath, pedicure & manicure by her trained slave blood red nail polish on her toe & finger nails blood red lipstik on her lovely lips, wore expensive diamond jewellery short red leather skirt white silk shirt long red leather gloves & red leather cowboy boots with real gold trim, pointy toe & heels looking extremely beautiful & sexy it seemes that blood red & leather was her flavour of the day.
"get my rickshaw & kid ready " ordered mistress susan glancing her beauty in mirror,
Click clack of pointy heels of her cowboy boots on hard marble floor as she walked out of her mansion gives shiver to the slaves around her everyone there was mesmerised by her beauty she was delighted to see the kid was yoked to her rickshaw & a slave was kneeling on his all four to the side of it to be used as stepboard & mother of that kid was also standing at a distance crying loudly she smiled cruelly contamplating the situation & stepped cruelly digging pointy heels of her cowboy boots on kneeling slaves back & took some moments to stay there & twisted her heels applying her full weight so heels penetrated few cms in slaves flesh causing blood to flow out of fresh made wounds, slave starts to squirm & scream badly where mistress susan rolled her toung over her lips & moaned in pleasure she must be feeling so cruel that day, then she sits comfortably on leather seat of rickshaw & rested her boots on leather foot coushions on rickshaws floor then picked cool drink from tray by left hand & coach whip from its holder by right one then she looked at her watch showing 2 pm & heat from
caribian sun was at peak obviously no point of worry for her as she was sitting comfortably under the shade of canopy on her rickshaw sipping cool drink but all her slaves skin was burning under scorching sun who were forced to stay there by her
she declared if this kid carries her back by 3 pm he will be released with that she shouted 'run slave run' & starts whipping his back mercilessly laughing out loud cruelly, kid whipped for the first time in life starts squirming & screaming in pain gathered all his strenth & pulled the rickshaw that starts to move slowly dragging heavy weight behined him as kid trys to run his defective limb makes him limp & wobble watching this mistress susan starts to laugh loud as she finds it so funny she was also getting hot & wet by simply thinking how cruely she made this weak, undernourished, handicap kid made to pull rickshaw on sultry weather under scorching carribian sun on peak noon runing all naked & barefeet on hot gravel and sharp stones carrying her healthy mistress sitting comfortably on large leather seat under cool shade of canopy sipping cool drink wearing expensive jwellery & cloths also her pampered feet in expensive boots resting comfortably on leather foot coushions on rickshaws floor this thought of contrast in their condition is making her more horny, cruel & sadastic she soon realise that kid despite his wobbling has gained some good pace & travelled some good lenth so far around 15 minuts has passed and kid was sweating & panting heavily under scorching sun wounds & blood on his feet sole caused by sharp stones on gravel was now clearly visible to mistress susan a sight which she obviously was enjoying she can also hear from between his painful moaning him begging her for water which greatly enhanced her enjoyment of sipping cool drink sitting comfortably back there
after pulling rickshaw for some good distance against all odds kid he starts to lose his strenth & pace seeing this for her favourate enjoyment she starts exercising her merciless whipping on already suffring kids badly wounded back smilling cruelly on his squirming & screaming due to extreme pain while sipping her cool drink, after 30 minuts of extremely comfortable ride for her & extremely painful for kid they reach the point where his misfortune begains then they took the way back to mansion
after thorougly enjoying her cruel & sadastic ride torturing & tormenting kid all the way she starts to worry a little as they are about to approach back to the mansion with chances he will make it on time she took out small bottle of salt & applied salt on blood soaked coach whip & lashed his back with it salt immideatly starts to burn welts & wounds all over his back causing him to writher & scream in extreme pain starts to loose his pace wobbling more this brings happiness & glow back to her face she starts to laugh aloud cruelly saying "you looks so funny kid" ensuring he cant make it on time she looks relaxed, cool, calm & beautiful then ever before enjoying final moments of her ride sipping her cool drink while kid struggle hard to carry her back to the door of her mansion finaly reaching there she looked at her watch it was 1 past 3 she smiled cruelly & declaire that kid has lost the game by 1 minute where the kid falls in a heap on ground picked by guards taken to cellar where mistress susan gets out of the rickshaw by cruelly digging pointy heels of her boots on the back of slave kneeling on side of it & order franco to be in her bedroom after 30 minuts while walking in there.
After having hot sex she was now relaxing in her beautiful garden enjoying delicious snacks & drinks in her tight fit denim white silk shirt & black leather high heel boots suddenly mother of that kid came again & starts grovelling at her feet carefull not to touch her boots this time begging one more chance to get her son released & this time she was ready to finish the same game her son couldnt after some thinking mistress susan replied " i am kind hearted & fair so i can give you this chance but i think its not fair since your son has kind of handicap which you dont have so to make game fair i have to do something" with that she got up from her chair and ordered kids mother to lay on her back on ground & mistress susan stands by her right side rise her right foot high and stabbed center of slaves upper side of right thy full force with pointy heel of her leather boot causing 3 inches of her heel penetrated & disappeared into slaves flesh & to drive it even deeper in flesh she twisted her heel side by side with cruel smile on her beautiful face slave starts to writher & scream in extreme pain after having enough fun from her cruel act she pulled out her heel from slaves leg a stream of blood flows out of inches deep wound.
"Now its fair we will play the game tomorrow" said mistress susan laughing cruelly amused by pain & misery of poor form of living being writhering & screaming at her boots she then walked into her mansion to have her beauty sleep after a lavish dinner where poor wounded slave has to stay out on hard ground all the night with no food or water bearing extreme pain of fresly made wound but thats the life.
Next day mistress sussan again wakes lazily at about noon had lavish breakfast, bathed, pedicure manicure red painted nails expensive diamond jwellery as it was hotter than usual out there she choose short white silk sundress red leather belt & to display & keep her beauiful feet cool she choose red leather high heels strappy sandals as far as leather is concerned she only use home grown leather where she got most of newly born calves in her farm skinned alive in front of her by tanner slaves as for her leather from old or dead animal looses its quality & softness so no matter how cruel & painful for the newly born animal who is skinned alive its only way to get high quality soft leather for her footwear, dresses & other accessories.
"prepare rickshaw & slave for the game" she orders slave after few minutes she was in front of mansion every thing was in order she sits on rickshaw stepping on kneeling slaves back digging pointy heels of her strappy sandals cool drink on one hand & coach whip on other she declaired time was 2.30 pm & slave has to carry her back by 3.30 pm to win the game with that she starts whipping the slaves back & slave starts to run mistress susan was amused to watch slaves deep wound given by her bleeds painfuly as she struggles to pull heavy rickshaw makes her wobble same way as her son did only she is doing better then her son keeping up good pace of the rickshaw under etremely hot sun where mistress susan sitting comfortabley on large leather seat under cool shade of canopy in white sundress sipping cool drink & her pamperd feet also looking very happy resting in red leather strappy sandals on leather foot coushion on rickshaw floor against brutal treatment slaves poor feet are going thru running on hot gravel facing blunt abuse of sharp stones badly wounded the sole but she kept her pace to save her son they reached the point of return in about 27 minuts & takes way back to mansion while slave has maintained her pace under constant heavy whipping by mistress susan, slave got excited by the site of mansion just as they reached near it, she gathered all her remaining strenth & pushed her body to the limit taking rickshaw to amazingly high speed making mistress susan very excited as she has never experinced such a speed on rickshaw before she feels like she is flying her long beautiful hair now waving freely in air so is the hem of her short silk sundress, she starts to roll her toung on her lips & wriggle her toes in her strappy sandals in sadastic enjoyment thrilled by high speed gained by forcing slaves to inhumanly hard labour, pain & suffering by her as she watched flexing muscels, wounded feet, heavily panting, sweating, bleeding & suffering body of slave pushed to limits only for her comfort, pleasure & enjoyment out of her sadastic & cruel whims
right then all of the sudden as they were about to enter the mansion she heard terrible scream of the slave loosing her pace instantly slowing down the rickshaw mistress susan saw a volcano of blood erupted from the deep wound she made on slaves right thy a day before must be the muscle there got punctured by her pointy metal boot heel at the time of making that wound which caused the muscel to explod as pushed to its limits by inhuman act of cruelity & sadism making slave running fast pulling heavy rickshaw, this site gives mistress a wild orgasm right there sitting on rickshaw moaning loud in escasty
some how wobblig badly & struggling hard slave manage to carry her back to the mansion & falls in a heap on ground immideatly, mistress susan also trembling lightly in ecstasy & excitment by the last few moments looked at her watch it was 3.35 pm five minuts above the deadline to win she declared slave lost & got out of the rickshaw steppng on kneeling slaves back & walked back to her bedroom.
After having her lavish lunch she was relaxing on her large luxurious bed then her bed room slave ask permission to speak she replied 'its better be important slave', then slave informed her that kids mother is suffering in terrible pain & agoney as excessive bleeding will kill her if the entire limb is not separated "you idiot slave dont you understand important means, you disturbed my relaxing just because a worthless slave is suffering & bleeding you will be punished dearly for this now go & dont disturbe me again" mistress susan rebuked the slave, in the evening while relaxing in her beautiful garden mistress susan heard screams of kids mother coming from the cellar under her mansion which she enjoyed like opera, she decides to pay her a visit in few moments she was standing where poor slave was writhering on the floor of the cellar, she was smiling cruelly on the suffering of poor slave at her feet she noticed that slaves right thy has squeezed to half of its normal size due to exploded muscel she poked that thy number of time with the sole & heel of strappy red leather sandals on her feet making slave to writher & scream more in increased pain as she laughs aloud cruelly after tormenting slave for some time by her feet in strappy sandals as she was about to leave heared slaves begging for water between horrible screaming, she ordered a jug of cold water & stands inch away from the face of poor slave holding jug of water in her right hand she start to pour water on her milky white feet in strappy sandal as slaves eyes can clearly see mistress susans beautiful feet in red strappy sandals enjoying bath in cold water teasing her cruelly as its away from the reach of slaves dried mouth
mistress susan commented cruelly " i need to wash my sandals as its sole & heels touched your filthy body & good news no water for you as my sandals are more important then you" with that she empty the jug on her feet water spilled on cellar floor immideatly got disappeard leaving no chance for poor slave to have any,this pushed slave to say mistress susan that she is cruel & merciless in muffeld voice which unfortunately was heard by mistress susan this make her mad in anger she shouted in fit of anger " bitch how dare you call me cruel & merciless i will show you what cruel & merciless is " then she came back to her luxury bedroom high above in mansion,
she called her tanner slave immediately & order him to see how much of the skin on that slaves body can be used to make leather & what footwear can be made out of that, tanner suggested that she can have either 3 pair of strappy sandals or 2 pair of shoes or 1 pair of knee lenth boots, after some thinking she said " i choose to have pair of boots in blood red with very high heels but i want slave to be skinned alive right in front of me as painfully as possible, i want to make her death very very painful for her & very amusing & enjoyable for me, show will begain in an hour at the garden so get to work" with that tanner slave left to do the preperations
she called her dressing slaves as she wants to look extremely beautiful for the cruel act about to begain in short while, she got her nails painted in pink, wore a sexy knee lenth pink party dress with deep neck & back cuts showing off her firm breast clearly, expensive diamond jewellery, very high heel silver leather strappy sandals with lots of real diamond studded on straps making her look extremely beautiful & sexy, after an hour all was set for show to begain, slave was secured on the hard wooden bench placed in the garden, tanner slaves were ready with their cruel looking instruments to skin the slave & right in front of that mistress susan had a large extemely comfortable leather couch placed along with lot of delicious snacks & varity of drinks for her to enjoy the cruel show, also lot of other slaves & guards were gathered around the garden to watch the show, all are awaiting her presence to begain then after a long wait they heard the click clack of mistress susans high heel sandals
she appeared from the front door of mansion looking stuningly beautiful walked upto the couch and lay comfortably on it order a slave to serve her cool drink & also signal tanner slaves to begain the show, tanner slaves picked their sharp blades & starts to seprate slaves skin from her flesh, one from her neck & shoulder side & other from her crotch side, she starts to writher & scream in unbearable pain, she beg mistress for mercy while mistress sipping cool drink, enjoying delicious snacks lounged comfortably on large leather couch enjoying the skining torture show, smiled cruelly hearing slave begging for her mercy & said "you idiot are you dumb or stupid one time you call me merciless & other time beg for my mercy butfor now no mercy for you " with that she laughed out loud cruelly & order her tanner slaves sipping her cool dring " make it more painful for her i like to hear her scream louder" then after long & painful skinning all useable skin was removed from her body & her terible screaming & crying also subsided
mistress susan walked upto the bench & examined slaves sensless & skinless body which was now looking only raw peice of red meat covered in blood also there was lot of blood all over the bench even dripping from its sides on ground, amused & delighted by the sight she brings a cruel smile on her beautiful face she was quite satisfied with the extremely cruel work although she has enjoyed end number of time animals skinned alive in front of her for her pleasure but this was far more pleasurable & enjoyable for her to watch slave skinned alive painfuly for her pleasure, this made her horny & wet then she asked tanner slaves about how long will it take to make the boot out this raw skin tanner slaves replied 2 weeks, 'ok but make the leather softer then ever before as i want these boots to be extremely comfortable for my beautiful feet & may be this could be the turning point where i will start using slaves skin if i find it softer & more comfortable for making my leather goods instead of calves skin as slaves are easily available here & its more fun & enjoyment to watch them skinned alive' said mistress susan
a tanner slave stammer that if raw skin is soaked in blood for some time makes soft leather, ' what are you waiting for slash every part of her body with skinning blades & squeeze out every drop of blood in her body as i want softest leather to caress my beautiful feet & very painful death for her' ordered mistress susan as she was smiling cruelly on the thought of wearing boots made of slaves skin as she can only imagine the amount of pain slave must have suffered through while skinned alive must be way too much for any human or animal to tolerate, all for the comfort & pleasure of mistress susan who will now enjoy these extremely soft leather boots to pamper & comfort her divine feet, which always remind of her own extreme cruelity on poor slave who is reduced to these boots by her.
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