Since today I'm in the mood for something else, I will replace the whip with My belt: a very efficient and always available punishment tool. It will make his ass red and sore, full of nice marks, and I hope, for his sake, that the pain will make him remember the rule next time he walks with Me on the street. The pain is so intense, that by the end his whole body is trembling and covered in sweat. After he receives all the 40 strokes from Me and Lady Zara he will spend the night in my medieval tower prison wondering about his slave-fate...