“Oh, my Goddess!”  These are the words that fell from the slave’s lips as the Hunteress whipped him mercilessly. He cried it over and over, as if it were a divine mantra that would carry him to enlightenment as the Goddess mortified his flesh.

The Hunteress’ cruelty is glorious, yet it is the devotion she inspires with it that really moves me.  The photos above will give you a sense of the various scenes recorded during her visit, but you must see the films to experience the unique bond between Mistress and slave that was expressed so beautifully.