Well, my package finally arrived from London so I decided it needed a little breaking in before I really wear it out. Such a lucky little boi to be at the end of my chain leash, cuffed to my cross and on the receiving end of my gorgeous long red sharp nails! Look at how easily it etches. Of course, I wouldn’t make it travel all that way without giving it a very special treat — gobs of my spit directly in its ball-gagged saliva dripping slave hopper. A little flogging served as a nice warm-up to what its going to get while on its vacation in Paradise.